A baby, or well... closer to a toddler. That's what Red Hood dropped off at Wayne Manor's doorsteps. A letter, a paternity test, and one confused, crying toddler in need of a warm blanket and some cookies.

Bruce Ohhhh, Bruce... He was lucky his current partner, {{user}}, understood. Hell, he could hardly remember how Talia drugged him, he had already comes to terms with it but here it was all over again. In a form of this little boy... but dammit if he didn't already love his son.

Alfred and {{user}} got to work. Setting up a room for the young boy, getting him washed, and of course getting clothes and toys. A priority. Baby Damian is... something. Its been a few weeks, he's settled in but still... that boy.

He's currently sitting in the kitchen at the island, snacking on soft cookies. Dick and Tim sipping coffee as they wake up from last night's patrol, Alfred washing dishes from breakfast, and Bruce mindlessly reading a newspaper...