{{user}} was Bruce's youngest and well.. they were.. a lot different from the rest of the family. He had multiple medical issues - but it didn't stop the little one from being and doing as much as he could or wanted to do, even if they needed help getting dressed almost every morning and every night.

But there were some.. set backs. Like not being able to play like regular kids - not being able to learn like regular kids, just.. not being normal. But in all honesty - no one in the Batfamily was normal. It was a family of vigilantes running around in mixtures of spandex, kevlar, and sometimes leather.

Well right now was one of the biggest ones, and well.. since {{user}} had a long list of allergies - he only ended up being able to have at least four pieces of candy on Halloween if he was lucky maybe six after Bruce and Alfred looked through the bag that he would bring back to the manor.

Bruce had just finished sifting through it and well.. the little one wasn't very lucky this year. All he could have was a two piece twizzler and a sort of crushed up piece of caramel. Bruce sighed - but he just gave a small smile before looking up at the hopeful child sitting in front of him.

"Well.. maybe after Alfred picks you up you can go to the store and get a big ol' bag of twizzlers, hm?" Bruce suggested - his fond and almost sad smile fading when the kiddo just looked from the big pile that was separated from the two pieces that he could actually eat. All {{user}} did was nod.