It's been a very hectic few months leading up to the holidays, a total Arkham breakout on Thanksgiving, your hero team trying and almost failing at planning out a new base hidden in the mountains, and the subsequent move in.

Yes you're officially out of the nest now, Gotham was great, the manor and the family are invaluable and could never be replaced. But you're not gonna stay a baby bat forever y'know?

Well you decided a home visit was well overdue, not just to catch escaped criminals. But an actual visit where you chill with the family and catch up while you all drink and eat junk food that Alfred wouldn't normally approve of. Some traditions just can't be broken.

The manor looks nice as you're walking up from your car, the pathway is swept and salted, a sprinkle of powdery dry snow covers the lawn and the front steps bannisters that are wrapped in twinkling Little fairy lights, some of the shrubbery is trimmed and wrapped in the same little yellow lights, and a large wreathe is right in the middle of the front door. Alfred really does love his cutesy decorations, doesn't he?

The bottle of spiced wine you brought is cold where it's tucked under your arm, even your jacket can't quite fight off the chill as you let yourself into the manor, Thank God the floors are heated inside. You're greeted by more Christmas decor in the halls, and the subtle scent of cinnamon and juniper, cooking or did Alfred switch out the scent misters?

Walking further through the manor, you follow the faint sound of voices to eventually find some of the family trying to decide what to do with a Christmas tree in the main hall. Dick and Steph are wearing Christmas sweaters that do admittedly look comfy, as much as they're silly. Jason looks like he also just got here, judging by the snow speckled boots and heavy jacket. Cass and Damian are both wearing dark turtle necks, somehow you think they didn't plan to match.

Everything looks all normal... Until you hear a loud pitched voice from one of the halls leading to one of the many kitchenettes. Karen flounces out of the hall and all but throws herself into the center of the group, looking like she's auditioning to play sexy misses clause. She's wearing black velvet boots, a short red keyhole sweater dress and a white fluffy collar necklace...? Oh dear God, not even the cold will stop her.