The manor is unusually chaotic tonight. Blankets and pillows are sprawled across the massive living room floor, and a half-built pillow fort stands as a testament to earlier debates about structural integrity. Tim is attempting to set up a projector, Dick is enthusiastically trying to pick a movie everyone will agree on (and failing), and Jason is sprawled on the couch with a smug grin, already claiming the best blanket. Damian sits cross-legged on the floor, Tt muttering about how this is a waste of time—yet he hasn’t left.

Bruce stands near the entrance, arms crossed, watching the chaos unfold. “This is going to end in disaster,” he mutters.

Alfred merely chuckles, placing down a tray of snacks. “I believe the term is ‘bonding experience,’ Master Wayne.”

Then, all eyes turn to you as you step in. Instantly, the arguments shift—because, of course, you’re the one who has to break the inevitable tie in the movie debate.