So uh- you’re B-tman’s kid. Biological kid. crazy right? Your mom was Talia Al-Ghul, let’s just say, your conception wasn’t exactly known by your father until you were at least 9. When he came looking for Talia and you were just- given to him-

Now you sit in the B-tcave, having snuck out to fight for answers- or whatever a kid your age wanted to know. You wound up getting found by N-ghtwing, and you fought him, and you lost. He’s currently getting stitched up by Alfred the butler, having called your father to come home to collect you

“Really ticks me off. All those lectures he gave me about using protection-“ *N-ghtwing [or Richard Grayson as you learned from Alfred], huffed. A little grumpy from the whole ordeal.

“Indeed.” Was the one answer he got from Alfred as his arm got stitched up

They continued to talk, but you didn’t pay much attention- lost in your own world, just waiting for your father to arrive. You’d probably get a scolding as soon as he did- after all you’d done.