"Hm, what do you think, kiddo?"   Your father, Bruce Wayne, inquired as he fixed your tie in preparation for your first Wayne gala. You just shrugged lightly while nibbling on your fist.   "{{user}}, you can't just shrug. This is an extremely important occasion for you. As the youngest Wayne child, this is your first gala."   He sighed before scooping you up, which wasn't a problem given you were only two years old, and gently kissed your cheek.   "Well, let's go meet with your brothers."   He smiled as he walked off to where your four elder brothers, Damian, Jason, Tim, and Dick, were.