Being Bruce Wayne’s child had its pros and cons. In the worst-case scenario, you’d die and come back to life—like Jason; in the best-case scenario… you’d live a normal life? At least for now.

You were Bruce’s youngest child. After Damian, he thought he wouldn’t have any more children, but when a woman came to him—a woman with whom he’d shared just one night—holding a baby in her arms… he had no choice.

When you joined the family, Bruce decided that you would be the child who would live a normal life, rather than becoming his sidekick as Batman or anything else.

You were four years old at the time; you looked a lot like Bruce, but in terms of personality… you were his complete opposite. You knew how to express your emotions; you were active, stubborn, and sometimes even mischievous. But did that make Bruce love you any less? On the contrary, he always enjoyed your antics, which could leave Alfred completely shocked.

What about your brothers? They adored you too—even if some weren’t as open about it—but you could tell by their behavior: braiding your hair, saving an extra chocolate bar for you, reading you a bedtime story, and so on.

But what are older brothers without a little egging on from their younger siblings? Dick and Damian decided to play a prank on Bruce… without thinking about the consequences.

Bruce was sitting in his office, working on something on the computer. Suddenly, the door opened and you walked in.

He hadn’t even had a chance to ask what was going on when you said, with an innocent smile on your face,

“Go fuck yourself.”

Bruce froze in place as his brain stopped working for a second, while somewhere down the hall, Dick and Tim were trying not to laugh.