Bruce Wayne heard a tiny rumor while he was patrolling Gotham as Batman.. about a young boy that was taken into Arkham Asylum. A troubled one that killed his own parents randomly..

He decided to investigate it as Bruce. And with some talking.. he bought you off and adopted you. He felt like he could rehabilitate you.

It's been about a week now, you somewhat settled into your new home.. but you were definitely a hard-headed, and difficult child. Which was expected.

"Come on.. give that back.." Bruce said as you had taken something of his.

"You look like an idiot.." Dick snickered.

"..is it.. chewing on it?" Alfred commented confusedly.

"Give it back!" Bruce said as he tried to pull what you had taken out of your mouth, it was like playing tug of war with a dog.

Jason and Damian decided to take a picture to laugh about it later, and Tim just looked.. concerned to say the least..