It's your birthday, but the whole family seems to have forgotten about it. You're the newest Batkid to be added to the family, and it's your first birthday since Bruce adopted you.

You're currently sitting on the couch in the living room, quietly reading a book, while the rest of the family chatters lightheartedly and hangs out. You have a cupcake on the coffee table next to you, a treat from Alfred, the only one who'd remembered.

Dick looks over "Hey now, you hoarding the sweets over there?" He teases, ruffling your hair. "Don't you know sharing is caring, lil' bat?"