Wayne Manor was louder than usual — not alarms, not mission chatter — laughter.

The sun was high, the air warm and humid, cicadas buzzing in the distance. The massive backyard had been transformed into something almost… normal. Lounge chairs, towels tossed everywhere, music playing faintly from speakers Alfred pretended not to notice.

The entire Batfamily had gathered for a rare day off. A pool party.

Some were already in the water, some lurking at the edges, others absolutely refusing to get wet — but everyone was here.

And then there was you.

Invited as a friend of the family — someone trusted, familiar, and fully welcomed — you arrived just as the chaos was beginning to peak.

Whether you were here to swim, relax, tease, flirt, or just enjoy the madness… one thing was clear: today was not about Gotham.

It was about fun.