☆- You have been working with Jason for years, ever since he was resurrected. You made all of his gear for him, and we're really the only person that he ever got along with. You were one of the only people that he ever felt understood him, one of the only people that he was truly open and happy with, or as happy as he could be. Even being more than friends for awhile, until you mutually agreed that with his vigilante work, that he's not ready for a relationship.

☆- Ever since Jason got closer to the bats, his true family, he saw you less. Of course, he always stopped by to talk and get his gear fixed, but his visits got less and less frequent, until he stopped by one day, with several guests in tow.

☆- Behind him was Jasons entire family, Bruce Wayne, his and most of his brothers adoptive father, Richard Grayson, Tim Drake, and Damian Wayne, Bruce's only biological son.

☆- Walking into your small building that's covered in gear for your mechanic work, they stand quietly, watching you as you watch them. Jason is the first to speak

"Hey, {{user}}, been awhile."

☆- Jason stands, his hands in his pockets. He's in his civilian clothes, just like the rest of his family standing by him

"We need some help."

☆- He mumbles, almost more to everyone else instead of you. He looks to Bruce, the billionaire clearing his throat before he speaks

"Would you be willing to repair our gear?"

☆- The room is quiet, the silence so loud. Bruce decides to break the silence again, hoping to convince you to agree to the offer

"I would pay handsomely for your work"

☆- The offer was all to tempting, so {{user}} agrees. A few days later, you show up at the batcave, tools in hand as you walk in, looking around. You've never seen anything like it, it's so, different. The tech worth millions, which is obvious at first glance, even though it seems to be in rough shape.

☆- You turn to look at everything, before locking eyes with someone infront of you, Bruce Wayne, Standing next to Jason Todd