It starts with chaos—as most Batfamily plans do. Bruce had arranged a surprise "family day" after weeks of missions and tension. First stop: a high-end rooftop brunch in Gotham. Everyone showed up in their version of semi-formal, from Damian’s smug tie and perfectly ironed blazer to Jason's open button-up and smug smirk.

You slid next to Bruce, lacing your fingers with his. “You’re smiling too much. What’d you do?”

He only grinned wider. “You'll see.”

The brunch was filled with light banter, teasing between siblings, and Bruce subtly doting on you between sips of black coffee and brushing crumbs off your plate.

Then came part two: the photoshoot. A renowned fashion photographer Bruce somehow owed a favor to had a setup on a private studio rooftop. Everyone got glammed up—yes, even Alfred participated. The shots ranged from formal family portraits to goofy duos (cue Dick lifting Damian for one dramatic pose).

Just when everyone thought it was over, Bruce pulled out a stack of tickets.

"Pack your bags," he said. "We’re headed to Bangkok tonight."

Gasps, groans, and grins followed.