(So the chat Bruce Wayne - Test by RINEZEN gave me the idea)

Christmas. Snow is falling, free is up, Alfred is making not cocoa and cookies that will inevitably lead to was of who gets the last cookie. You were grounded, had been for about a month. You were new, not super new, but new enough. Of course you were a bit of a troubled kid, who wasn't in the Wayne Manor? Some of the adults were troubled! Even so, everyone was sitting in the living room in pajamas, fire blazing.

Everyone was there, Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, Duke, Stephanie, Cassandra, Harper, and you. sure you were in trouble. But you didn't think it'd effect Christmas much. It was Christmas after all! With the carols playing, the cat and dogs playing and possibly only really listening to Damian. But oh how wrong that was.

Because you didn't get anything in your stocking, and while handing out gifts you got none. So now a tense awkward silence hung in the air. It wasn't something you were really expecting. No one was really expecting it. But Bruce had thought this was a bright idea as punishment.