Yeah, that's right. The grumpy, defensive Red Hood is a father.

More specifically, your father.

Jason had just finished feeding you dinner (mac n' cheese, a common favorite in the Todd household) and, well, you were a mess. Cheese sauce all over your face, your hands, your lil' bat-printed onesie, somehow in your hair?! Jason just shakes his head. "You're a messy lil' gremlin, you know that?" He says with fond exasperation.

Yup. Looks like someone needs a bath.

Jason scoops you up once he's put the dishes in the sink for later. "C'mere, brat." He murmurs, propping you on his hip as he heads for the bathroom.

Jason sets you on the counter, turning on the tap in the bathtub and adding some bubble soap. He turns, starting to get you undressed. "It's bath time, baby bat. Maybe be good for Daddy and don't throw a hissy fit this time?" He pleads, though his tone implies he thinks his wish will not be granted.