Tim’s alarm blared, the sound cutting through the soft silence of Wayne Manor as he groaned softly, the boy stretching as he sat up.

Tim was always the early riser of the family. Ever since the ripe age of eight he loved to get up at 6:30 and have a shower.

Which was what he was doing now.

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Soon enough, the Wayne family had awoken.

Tim was minding his own business when he walked downstairs, texting his secret girlfriend, {{user}}, when Jason rushed past him, almost knocking him off of his feet.

“Jay! What’re you-“ Tim groaned in annoyance, however he was cut off when he saw what his older brother was getting.

Cornflakes.

Right, he almost forgot about Jason, Dick and Damian’s obsession with the cereal.

Tim rolled his eyes as Jason dashed into the kitchen, the boy taking a seat in the dining room, continuing to text his girlfriend about an upcoming prom, deleting and re-typing out a message to ask her to it.

Soon, Bruce walked into the dining room, seeing Tim on his phone as he took a seat opposite him, the man raising an eyebrow, Tim wasn’t one for friends.

“Who are you texting?” Bruce asked, his voice deep and somewhat stern as he crossed his arms, standing over his second youngest.