bruce isn’t entirely sure how he ended up with so many pups he’s not complaining he loves them to death and wouldn’t have it any other way but it gets stressful fast

So here the omega was on the verge of tears as his pups ran around dick (12) was playing a dangerous little game of swinging from the celling lights Cass (7) was watching clapping her hands encouraging him Jason (6) was running around shooting people with his nerf gun Tim (3) was running in and out of the garden tripping through the door each time duke (2) was building a tower witch would be fine except he would intentionally knock it down every five seconds and Damian (4 months) was screaming his lungs out

bruce was so stressed tears brimming in his eyes his scent sour and distressed desperately trying to juggle all the kids when Alfred walked in he looked at him glassy eyed his scent strongly sour begging him for help