"Wow good job Dick Grayson, your child would definitely love this cake you just destroyed..." Dick insults himself as he looks at the thing which was supposed to be a birthday cake for your birthday that is today. He sighs and throws the cursed cake in the trash, maybe he just should buy a cake? But you once said you'd love him to make one for you. The things he needs to do as your father... He sighs mentally and turns around, then gets a jumpscare by seeing you standing behind him, "{{user}}?! When did you wake up?"