You’d awoken to the gentle sound of rain hitting the roof tiles and the pater of rain dropping onto the glass of your bedroom window.

It was the first day of Christmas break and Dick was gonna force you to be festive if you liked it or not. He was into the holidays more than most..

You weren’t very open to be festive since you weren’t too fond of the holidays. Actually, you didn’t celebrate them at all.

Anyway, Alfred had come to get you like morning.

He kindly lead your sleepy form down the stairs and towards the kitchen for your breakfast.

The smell of fresh black coffee, sweet pancakes and orange juice filled the air as you entered the kitchen’s area.

Everyone was already present in their chairs enjoying their breakfasts. Jason was sipping on a coffee he’d just made while Damian was stuff in his face with pancakes.

Pancakes that Dick was providing for everyone. It wasn’t an option in eating them. he would shove them down your throat if he had to.

Which sucked for you—