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Harley Quinn

Summery: The batfamily hears three stories about batmom and Harley. How they met, how they started dating, and how they ended.

Warning: fluff, angst.

A/N: This bish is 4847 words. I did not mean to write that much.

Man, the amount of love I got from Stories...I'm so happy people enjoyed it. So, I hope you enjoy this one just as much.

Feedback is welcome! And feel free to let me know who or what kind of story of Batmom you want to see next.

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There were only two weeks left of summer, and she wanted to move onto campus as soon as possible. But her friend, Selina, had made it a little difficult for her. On the first day the campus was allowing their students to come, Selina had come over and stopped her from packing. And they spent the day together shopping, seeing a movie and eating. Selina ended up crashing at her place after they had binged a show.

When she started packing the next day, Selina did the same. But after a promise of hanging out when she was settled in her dorms, Selina conceded and helped with the packing. And after some whining and pizza, Selina came with her to campus to help as well.

Struggling to keep the heavy box in her hands, she made her way towards her dorm. “You can help me, you know,” she grunted, shifting the box as it was slipping out of her arms.

“I am,” Selina said, holding up a couple of garbage bags full of clothes. “My hands are just full to help you carry your box.”

“You’re funny,” she deadpanned. Selina flashed her a smile, to which she returned one of her own.

“And that’s why you love me.”

“No, no I don’t think that’s it,” she mused, looking at each dorm number. “I think I love your cat more. And that’s why we’re friends.”

Selina gasped mockingly, and bumped her shoulder. “I knew it!” She laughed just as she found her dorm room.

Fishing out her key from her pocket, she handed it to Selina and waited until Selina opened the door. The minute she walked through the door, she was eloped in a hug. It caught her by surprise that she dropped the box she was holding.

“Hiya! I’m your new roommate!”

“And they were roommates,” Dick gasped out, interrupting the story.

“Oh my god, they were roommates,” Tim finished, and three out of the four boys burst out laughing.

“You two are hilarious,” she said, slumping into her chair. They had just finished dinner when the boys started bombarding her with questions about her and Harley. And after teasing them a little about which story. She started with how she met her ex-fiancé.

“Are you two done?” Bruce asked, and the laughter slowly downed a little. Until they caught each other’s eyes, and it started again.

Damian rolled his eyes, and turned to his mother. “I didn’t know you and Selina were in a relationship,” he said, and that had caused Dick, Jason and Tim to stop and look at her.

“No, no we weren’t dating,” she answered, shaking her head. “I didn’t know my sexuatilty until I started dating Harley.”

“And how long did that take?” Jason asked, rolling his cup on the table.

She blew out a puff of air and sighed. “When we were twenty-one. Even then I needed help.”

“I don’t think I’ve heard this one,” Bruce said with a smile. She flushed in embarrassment and looked away before recalling the story.

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“Pumpkin,” her roommate sang from the other side of the room. She hummed, blinking at her homework trying to keep awake. She was currently laying on her stomach with her chin sitting on her hand. “Maybe you should take a break. You’ve been at it for hours.”

“Pft, I’m fine,” she answered, though the words were starting to blur together. “Hey!” she said, as Harley yanked the book from her. “I need that.”

“And you need a break,” she pressed, closing the book with a snap. “Come on Pumpkin, let’s get something to eat.”

She pouted trying to grab her textbook. Harley giggled and held it out of her reach. “Harley,” she whined, “the test I'm studying for is supposed to cost half of my grade.”

“You should know that taking care of your body is more important than school, doctor,” Harley teased. She stuck her tongue out, causing Harley to poke it. “Come on, we’ll go to your favourite café.”

She lit up and quickly got out of bed, almost tripping on her feet doing so. Harley laughed and tossed the book onto the bed. “You gotta be more careful, pumpkin.” She made a face, and grabbed her stuff before the two of them left their apartment.

She looped her arm through Harley’s as they walked. Talking about everything and nothing that came to mind. On occasion, she would check her phone, hoping for any messages from Bruce. But there were none.

She hasn’t spoken to Bruce since the last time they hung out, and she wondered if it was something that she did. Though the thought was ridiculous. They’ve only met up a handful of times since he’d been back. And even then, she couldn’t think of a reason why he was avoiding her.

The only thing she could think of was their first conversation they had together. But that was back when he first arrived in Gotham.

Bruce had found the apartment she was sharing with Harley, and decided to pay her a visit before the tabloids caught wind of him being back.

It had caught her by surprise when Harley called, saying there was a billionaire holding pizza. Confused on what she meant, she rounded the corner to find Bruce Wayne standing in her hallway.

After giving him a hug, and a little catch up, the three of you spent the night hanging out. And it felt like nothing had changed between the two of you.

It wasn’t until Harley had gone to bed, that Bruce told you everything that happened since leaving Gotham when he was fourteen. He told you how his training had gone, and all the people he’s met.

It was one thing reading about them through Bruce’s letters. But it was a different experience hearing them from Bruce. When he had finished, he told her it was time to start fixing Gotham his way.

With a sigh, she had hoped that he had changed his mind. Instead of talking him out of it, she suggested waiting a little bit before doing so. Make Bruce Wayne into a public figure, or more then he already is. And then have his second persona make an appearance. Only so people didn’t connect that the two were related.

That had been two months ago. And sure, she’s been busy with school and midterms were just around the corner, and Bruce was busy running a company and….well, being a playboy from what she’s read in magazines. She didn’t read the articles, it hurt a little reading them.

And he was also busy with being Batman. She laughed at the name the media had dubbed him, it almost made her call him up just to tease him about it. But she refrained from doing so. She was unsure where she fit in his new life, and at this point she was too afraid of the answer to ask.

When they arrived at the café, she found a table for them while Harley ordered.

Harley looked over the rim of the coffee cup in her hand when her friend sighed again. “You’re in love with Bruce!” Harley accused.

She dropped her bagel on her plate and stared at Harley in shock. “I am not!”

“You totally are! You keep checking your phone like your love sick, waiting for someone to call you.”

“I am not in love with Bruce,” she stuttered out, “why would I be? He left to go to school abroad, and shows up eight years later! And so what if I thought about him during those years, and was worried about him. That’s what friends do, they worry about them. It’s not like I noticed how much he’s changed or dream about holding his hand or...or kissing him or…or...” she trailed off as she thought back to all the times her heart hammered in her chest when he smiled at her.

Or all the times Bruce made her blush. She thought back to how she smiled when she saw Bruce’s letter in the mail, or how happy she felt as she read them. Or how relieved she felt when she saw Bruce in her apartment or how hurt she was when she saw him with different girls every night.

Then she thought about all that when she was with Harley. Could she be in love with Harley too? But she quickly dismissed it, thinking it wasn’t possible.

She slumped into her chair as Harley set her mug down, and smirked at her in satisfaction. “Holy hell, I’m in love with Bruce Wayne.”

“There it is,” Harley said, giggling as she received a glare. “You’ve known Bruce since you guys were little, how is it only now that you're realizing this?”

“I don’t…” she trailed off, hands picking up her cup. She twirled it around the table as she tried to come up with the right words, “I’m not...when I can’t pick up the cues when it comes to stuff like that.”

“So someone has to tell you that they love you. Like your parents loving you,” Harley mused, she shrugged.

“I know they do and I can see that they love me. But for whatever reason, when it comes to romantic feelings, I have a blind eye,” she explained, letting the cup go in favour of pulling apart her muffin. She huffed out a laugh. “It’s funny. Back in high school there was this guy who asked me out on a date. But he didn’t use those words, he used ‘wanna hang out?’

“I said yes. It wasn’t until he kissed me that it was starting to click. Even then I didn’t fully understand. Selina told me what it was that I knew. I was so embarrassed I couldn‘t face him. I feel like there’s something wrong with me.”

Harley leaned over and took her hands, she stilled her hands and her eyes flitted up to Harley. And her heart stuttered as Harley looked at her. “Nothing’s wrong with you pumpkin. People process things differently, you just happen to need someone to tell you.”

Relief washed over her and she smiled. “Thanks, Hars.” Harley hummed and leaned back, letting go of her hand. She missed the warmth of Haley’s hands, but didn’t think anything of it, especially when she noticed a twinkle in Harley's eyes.

“So, are you going to tell Brucie?” Harley teased, she made a face and shook her head.

“No, I will not,” she said.

“But he might love you back!” Harley exclaimed, “pumpkin, I’ve seen the way he looks at you. He looks at you like you hung the moon every night.”

“Even if that’s true, I don’t think it’ll work. At least not right now,” she mumbled, and quickly added when Haley gave her a confused look, “he’s not interested in anything serious right now.”

Harley nodded in understanding, and she looked away when she saw pity in Harley's eyes.

That weekend, she found herself in the school library with Harley and Jonathan doing homework. Harley had just left for drinks, leaving the two of them alone.

Jonathan looked up from his homework and studied his friend. She hunched over her books and tapped her pencil on her head as she was going over a question.

“Are you and Harley dating?” Jonathan blurted out. She froze and lifted her head to look at him in surprise.

“Excuse me?” she asked.

Jonathan raised an eyebrow at her reaction, and stifled a laugh. “I think you heard me.”

“Oh I heard. But what made you come to that conclusion?” she clarified, squinting her eyes at him.

“The way you two act around each other,” he explained, “you're all in love and shit. It’s a wonder you haven’t kissed yet.”

“I don’t….but I can’t….” she trailed off. The words weren’t coming and she wasn’t quite sure if she did or not. “Friends can act like that platonically!”

“That’s true. But with you two, it’s hard to tell. You both have heart eyes every time you either talk about each other, or just being in the same room.”

She stayed quiet, she didn’t have anything to say.

“You know, when Harley told me you process feelings differently than most people, I thought she was joking,” he mused, this time chuckling.

“It’s great to know you talk about me,” she deadpanned, setting down her pencil.

“But I’m serious, do you like her or not?” he asked, and she let her head drop on her textbook and groaned.

“I don’t know. The other day, Harley helped me discover I’m in love with my childhood best friend. And now you're making me question my feelings for Harley.”

Jonathan held up his hands in surrender, though she wasn’t paying attention. “Wasn’t my intent, I just figured you needed to know.”

“Thanks,” she said dryly, and lifted her hand and flipped him off. He laughed and gently patted her head.

“I’ll ask a question or two, maybe it’ll help.”

She nodded but kept her head on the table. Jonathan's smile grew wider, enjoying this a little bit too much.

“When you see her, what do you do?”

She took a moment to ponder the question. “My heart starts to beat faster and I can’t help but think how pretty she is. And I get all flustered when she gets really close or she gives me a compliment. And when she’s happy and smiling and laughing, and my butterflies explode in my stomach when that happens because I did that. And sometimes, when she’s pouting or just sad, I just want to pull her into a kiss.”

Jonathan raised an eye at her statement, and had no doubt that she was blushing. “What about Bruce?”

“The same thing! He winks my way and the next thing I know I’m a blushing mess. And when he gives me a certain look, it’s like I gave him everything and I melt and just want to kiss his stupid face! And I hate him for that, but not really and….hhhhh!”

“Damn,” Jonathan huffed out, staring at her. “You have it bad for both of them.”

“But I can’t love two people at once!” she exclaimed, getting shushed by other students. She paid them no mind, head racing on what she should do.

“Who says?” Jonathan asked, and she paused to think about it. “There's no rule saying you have to like one person at the time,” he continued when she didn’t answer. “Now the question is who are you going to pick? Bruce or Harley?”

“What if they both don’t love me?” she whispered, lifting her head up slightly. “What if it’s all in my head and they laugh if I tell them?”

“I don’t know about Bruce, but Harley won’t,” he answered, going back to his homework, “trust me.”

She spent the next week pondering over her conversations with Harley and Jonathan. And there were a few things she’s discovered.

She’s bisexual.

She’s really bad at feelings and seeing them for what they are. Though this wasn’t anything new, still she hated that she needed help when it comes to emotions.

If she did choose Bruce over Harley, it wouldn’t have worked out. Not only because of him being Batman, but because she didn’t see it as a long term relationship. And she didn’t want that.

And if she chose Harley over Bruce, she didn’t want to make Harley feel like she was second pick. She didn’t want that either.

By the weekend, she still doesn’t know what to do.

Sighing, she fell on her bed. She stared at the ceilings and groaned, pressing her palms to her eyes. “Why is this hard?”

“I don’t know pumpkin, maybe I can help?” Harley suggested, startling her. She sat up quickly and turned to see Harley leaning against the doorframe.

“Help me with what?” she asked, nervously laughing. Harley smiled and walked further in the room.

“Whatever you’re having trouble with,” Harley answered.

She sighed and fell onto the bed again, she took a pillow and hugged it to her chest. “I don’t think this is something you can help with,” she mumbled, closing her eyes.

She felt the bed dip, and felt Harley shift around until she stopped. “I could listen to you rant about it?”

She hummed, but shook her head. “It’s something I need to figure out.”

Silence fell around them as she thought. Harley brought her hand over her face and tucked a stray hair behind her ear. She tensed at the sudden touch, but soon relaxed into it.

“Does it have something to do with what you and Jonathan were talking about last week?” Harley asked after a moment.

Her eyes flew open and she stared at Harley, panicking a little. If Harley knew, there’s nothing she could say that wouldn’t be a lie.

“But I…did he tell you?” she asked, Harley nodded. She groaned and stuffed her face into the mattress. “Damnit.”

Harley giggled and slowly moved her face so they could look at each other. “If it helps any, I love you too.”

She flushed, and looked anywhere but Harley. “But I don’t want to make you feel like a second choice. I don’t want you to resent me because you know I love Bruce too.”

“Hey I won’t,” Harley reassured. Biting her lip, she shook her head. Harley sighed, and moved to press her forehead against hers. “Can I tell you a secret? I loved you before I knew you loved Bruce, and I still love you knowing that. I just hope you can give me a chance.”

She studied Harley for a moment before closing the distance and kissed her.

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“Ew! Mom! Gross! We don’t need to hear about that!” Dick interrupted. She looked up to see her boys looking at her in disgust. Jason and Tim gagged mockingly as Dick shuddered.

“What? It was just a kiss,” she answered, amused.

“Yeah but you kissed Harley. And that means you’ve done more than kissing,” Jason said.

“You knew this when your father told you I was engaged to her.”

“It’s one thing thinking about it, it’s a whole different thing to hear it from you, Mom,” Tim said, leaning back into his chair.

She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Shrugging, she picked up her glass and took a sip.

“So Harley figured out you loved me before you did? And this after meeting me once,” Bruce asked, amused. She felt her cheeks burn and looked away.

“Wasn’t my proudest moment, but yes she did,” she said with a shrug.

“And she was okay with it?”

She nodded, smiling a little at the memory. “Yeah. She didn’t seem to mind too much about it. But I didn’t spend too much time being hung up on Bruce. I was too busy with Har-”

“Ma!” Jason exclaimed, stopping her from finishing the sentence.

“I wasn’t even going to say anything bad!” she defended.

“You went to school with Crane?” Damian asked. She turned her attention to the youngest and nodded.

“We had a few classes together, and Harley just sort of adopted him into the friend group,” she mused.

“What I can’t get over, is the fact that Crane had to tell you about your feelings for Harley,” Dick put out.

“Like I said, I have a hard time deciphering emotions. Especially when it comes to romantic feelings. But once I know, then I’m okay.”

“How long were you together before getting engaged?” Damian asked, though it was still hard to believe his mother had someone before Bruce.

“And who popped the question?”

She looked at the clock and back to the boys. “Doesn't the patrol start soon?” she asked. The boys looked at Bruce with their best puppy eyes. Well, Dick, Jason and Tim did, Damian seemed indifferent but Bruce could tell he wanted to hear the story as well.

“If it’s okay with your mother, we can listen to one more story,” he said, and she raised an eyebrow at her husband. “What?”

“And I thought I couldn’t say no,” she said with a mumble.

“Shut up,” he said, but smiled slightly.

“So Ma, what’s the story?”

Her hand went up to her necklace and started playing with it as she thought back. “We’ve been together for almost eight years before I asked her.”

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She fell on the couch once she got home from the hospital. It had been a taxing day, and all she wanted to do was curl up with Harley and sleep until the morning. But they had dinner plans they needed to get to, and if everything turned out as planned, she and Harley would be engaged.

Over the years of dating, conversation of marriage would come up. Whether it be just then asking about it, or their friends. They both wanted it, but they silently agreed that they wouldn’t take it seriously until they both finished school.

Harley had already finished her last year of residency, and she was one you last year. Granted, she still had a month left, but she figured it would still count.

“Pumpkin, I’m home,” Harley called as she walked in.

“Living room,” she answered back. A moment later, Harley walked in the room and plopped beside her. Harley laid her head on her lap and sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair. “Tiring day?”

Harley nodded and closed her eyes. “I know we had plans to go out, but can we stay in? Arkham really took me out.”

She scrunched her nose, her hands stopped moving. “I thought you didn’t start there until next week?”

“I did, but something happened with the inmates,” Harley answered.

“And they needed a psychiatrist?”

“Apparently some of the inmates needed help and they couldn’t wait until next week,” Harley said, and sighed happily when she resumed playing with Harley’s hair. “So can we stay in?”

“Yeah, we can. We can order take out and watch a movie or something,” she mused, trying to think of a new plan. “What do you want?”

“Chinese.”

She smiled and reached over, grabbing her phone and ordering food. Once finished, she set the phone before turning back to Harley. She stared at her loving, watching as Harley was slowly falling asleep.

“You’re staring,” Harley mumbled with a smile.

“I can’t help, you’re just too gorgeous to look at anything else,” she teased. Harley blushed and snuggled into her legs.

“Shut up.”

Thinking it’s the perfect time, she went for it. “Marry me?” Harley’s eyes flew open, and she quickly sat down and looked at her.

“What?”

“Marry me,” she repeated, smiling at the bewildered look Harley was giving her. “I know we talked about it a few times. And since I have a month left of residency, I figured why not. So, marry me?”

Harley looked at her for a minute before smiling widely, and threw her arms around her, laughing. “Of course I will, pumpkin!” Harley said, kissing her all over her face.

And just like that they were engaged.

As the months went by, they planned a wedding. They had decided who was going to be in the wedding party, where the venue would be, and who was going to cater for them. They just needed to book everything, but they weren’t going to do so until they picked out the wedding day.

And for a while everything was perfect. Up until Harley started seeing Joker as a patient. She didn’t see it, not a first. She took it as Harley having bad days or long tiring days at Arkham. And with doctor patient confidentiality, Harley couldn’t talk about their problems.

But Harley could tell her how the day went. If it was bad, she’d drop it and offer to make Harley's favourite foods.

Then Harley started to become distant. She would come home later than normal, and would snap for no reason. She had tried to get Harley to talk to her, but she wouldn’t. She kept saying she was fine and it had been a long day. It was worrying.

All at once, it stopped. Harley stopped talking to her, and stopped coming home.

She was out of her mind, worrying for Harley. She hoped her fiancée would come home. It was to the point that she went out and looked for Harley.

But Bruce had stopped her before she could leave the apartment.

She had found him waiting in her living room after a long shift at the hospital. It had startled her seeing Bruce dressed as Batman standing there, he cowl down.

She was about to greet him, but the sad, pitied expression Bruce had stopped her. “No, don’t…don’t say it. I don’t want to hear it.”

“I’m sorry,” he said, taking a step forward, she stepped back. “But something happened to Harley.”

She shook her head frantically, covering her mouth with her hands. “Nononono, she can’t have…please,” she begged, as Bruce wrapped her into a hug when he was close enough.

“I’m sorry, but Joker got into her head,” he started, tightening his grip as she choked back a sob. “Convinced her that they were meant for each other. Made her fall in the chemicals he fell into. She’s alive, but she isn’t Harley anymore. Not the one you knew anyways.”

She broke down crying before Bruce finished his sentence. She clung to him like a lifeline as the words sunk in.

She expected to hear that Harley died, that someone had killed her. Not this. But this? This was so much worse.

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A heavy silence fell once she finished. She was clutching the ring that was threaded on a chain. It helped keep the tears at bay. She didn’t want to cry, not now, not after so many years.

“The next day, Bruce told me the full story,” she whispered, and grimaced as the fight flashed before her. “We fought. Okay, I yelled and he just took him. I said some things I shouldn’t have and I avoided him for a while.”

“I remember that,” Dick said, leaning onto the table. “Bruce looked heartbroken during that time. And every time I tried to ask what happened, he shut me down. Even at gala’s when you were there, he looked like he wanted to go and talk to you.”

Bruce looked at him in surprise. Dick was only eight when that happened, he didn’t think he was paying attention.

On the other hand, she felt guilt crawling in her stomach, and slouched into her chair. She hid her face in her hands when Dick continued.

“That falling out thing happened for a few years, didn’t it?” he asked. She opted to stay quiet, letting Bruce answer the question.

“Three or four years, yeah.”

Tim was about to ask what had happened, but Jason nudged him and shook his head. Tim gave him a look, and Jason gestured to their mom, practically saying I don’t think she wants to talk about it.

“Sorry for bringing up the past Ummi,” Damian said softly. “We didn’t know.”

Rubbing her face to get rid of stray tears, she dropped her hands onto the table. “That’s okay sweetie. I wouldn’t have told you anything if it still hurts.”

“So, how’d you fix your friendship with Bruce?” Jason asked. She shook her head and stood.

“Bruce can tell you,” she said, stretching, “I have the night shift tonight. And I need to get ready.”

With that she left her boys staring at Bruce, waiting.

“It’s time for patrol,” he gruffed out and followed his wife. The boys groaned, saying that wasn’t fair.

“Are you okay?” he asked when he reached their bedroom. He leaned against the doorframe, watching her quickly change and grabbed her stuff before pausing. She clutched her keys and sighed.

“Honestly? I don’t know,” she sighed, dropping her shoulders. “After ten years, it still hurts. Not as much as it did, but still.”

Bruce nodded, and pushed off the frame and wrapped his arms around her. Holding her close. “I’m sorry again for everything.”

“You know I don’t blame you anymore, you don’t need to apologize for it.”

“Feels like I have too. You don’t deserve to have gone through that.”

“No one does but life sucks that way,” she said, giving him a smile. “I have to go.”

Bruce frowned, tightening his hold a little. “I wish you didn’t.”

“I’m a doctor Bruce, but I’ll be careful,” she said, reaching up to kiss him. “You be careful too tonight.” He nodded and dropped his arms and watched as she left the room.

“I love you,” he called. She popped her head back in and smiled.

“I love you too.”

Running out of the manor and to her car, she didn’t notice a figure standing in the distance. Harley signed as she watched, glad that her ex-lover found happiness again. And promised she’d do whatever it took to keep it that way.

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kidshadow · 3 years

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Headcanon : au

- where joker manages to kill Jason again but this time he takes damian too

- and bruce doesn't know ( he thinks their still alive but missing ) he only finds out about them being dead when joker sends him this photo....

#damian wayne #robin #batman #jason todd #red hood #bruce wanye #joker #batfam #dc #tim drake #batfamily #dick grayson #red robin #nightwing #imagine how devastated the whole batfamily would be!!!#cassandra wayne #stephanie brown

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mochinek0 · 4 years

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D9 +Bonus- Soulmate AU

This was suppose to be a relaxing graduation trip to help inspire the class for their future. Marinette sighed as her class headed uptown in Gotham to a karaoke bar. She guessed it had to be Lila's doing since she had put it on the pamphlets saying how dangerous it was to walk around Gotham after dark. Lila would probably try to blame her, if they got jumped or mugged on the way back, for not telling them how this was a dangerous city.

It wasn't her fault they threw away the pamphlet at Lila's request, especially since she knew 'everything' about Gotham. She dated Bruce Wanye's son and was his soulmate since they were kids. Yeah, like everything out of her mouth wasn't a lie.

"Is she really going to go on like this?" questioned Chloe.

"She won't stop til we're out of Gotham." sighed Adrien.

"What happens when we got to Wayne Enterprise tomorrow and she throws her name around?" asked Nino.

"She won't." grumbled Alix, "She'll probably say how they like to keep their relationship a secret."

"At least she hasn't lied that she knows Batman." spoke Kim.

"And Batman know me personally." Lila quipped.

"You were saying, Kim?" Marinette asked, giving him a pointed look, making their group chuckle.

"Lila lying about knowing Batman was already at the top of my list, at least 95%." Max stated.

"Why are we going to a karaoke bar?" asked Nino.

"Because Lila suggested it and she knows the city." Mari stated, rolling her eyes.

"Why are we here?" questioned Damian.

"We're here because Alfred refused to let us have Family Night in the Cave or in the parlor, especially after last month's monopoly game." Dick replied, sipping his Iced Tea.

"I agree. We have company coming over this week and there is no time for a decorator should you bring out the gear." answered Bruce.

"Besides, Demon Spawn, we get to hear you sing." laughed Jason.

Damian rolled his eyes. There was no way he was singing.

"Where's Tim?" asked Bruce.

"He went to get coffee. There's a Goth-a-dime nearby' he's probably there. I'll get him." Damian suggested.

"Don't think you're getting out of singing! It's you're turn when you get back!" shouted Jason.

Damian rolled his eyes as he started working his way through the hallway maze back to the entrance.

'Perhaps I can convince Drake to enjoy his drink there. Maybe we'll miss this whole excursion together.' he wondered as laughing broke him out of his thoughts.

"Can you imagine how horribly she'll sing?" he heard someone say.

"Please, she'll sound like a warbled mountain goat." said another.

"I don't think I've ever heard her sing." the third laughed.

"We'll get her up on stage and record it. Alya can post it to her blog if she doesn't stop being mean to Lila." suggested the first voice.

"Perfect!" said the second, laughing along with the rest.

'Bullies. I better put a stop to this if it gets out of hand. Drake can wait.' Damian thought, following the girl back to their room.

"Come on, Marinette." he heard one of the voices say.

"Everyone is going to take a turn." said another.

"Just get it over with." suggested the last."

"Fine." he heard a new voice reply.

Damian watched as a girl with bright bluebell eyes take the stage and sigh. Her hair was pulled into pigtail, but her look said she was anything but childish. She wore a pink Batman t-shirt he had never seen before with black torn capri.

"What song are you going to sing, Mari?" asked a male.

"Just hit random." she sighed.

Damian watched the roulette spin until it landed on 'Dear Future Husband' by Meghan Trainor.

He heard the girls from before laugh.

"Like anyone would want to marry her." one whispered.

He saw frowns appear on a group in the back.

'Her friends?' he wondered.

Marinette sighed and closed her eyes as the song started.

'Just imagine your singing with Uncle Jag.' she told herself as she stated to sing low.

Dear future husband

Here's a few things

You'll need to know if you wanna be

My one and only all my life

The girl on stage exhaled and opened her eyes. Damian could see the confidence radiating through them. She smirked before she started belting out the lyrics. Damian could only smile as the Angel of Music put the misguided girls into their place.

Take me on a date

I deserve it, babe

And don't forget the flowers every anniversary

I'll be the perfect wife

Buying groceries

Buy-Buying what you need

You got that "9 to 5"

But, baby, so do I

So don't be thinking I'll be home and baking apple pies

I never learned to cook

But I can write a hook

Sing along with me

Sing-sing along with me

Damian smiled as she continued to sing.

You gotta know how to treat me like a lady

Even when I'm acting crazy

Tell me everything's alright

Dear future husband,

Here's a few things

You'll need to know If you wanna be

My one and only all my life

Dear future husband,

If you wanna get that special lovin'

Tell me I'm beautiful each and every night

After every fight

Just apologize

And maybe then I'll let you try and rock my body right

Even if I'm wrong

You know I'm never wrong

Why disagree?

Why, why disagree?

Marinette belted out lyric after lyric. She saw her friends recording her, but she couldn't care less. She felt at peace.

'Maybe this is what uncle Jag was talking about?'

If you gotta know how to treat me like a lady

Even whe I'm acting crazy

Tell me everything's alright

Dear future husband,

Here's a few things

You need to know if you wanna be

My one and only all my life

(Hey, baby)

Dear future husband, make time for me

Don't leave me lonely

And know we'll never see your family more than mine

Marinette's eyes scanned over the expressions of her class. Her friends, she could tell, were excited to see her show off a new skill. The others, not so much. She saw an angered expression on Lila. Probably wondering how she could top her and Alya, Rose, and Nathaniel were shocked. They didn't know her well enough to know she could sing. The must have planned for her to fail.

I'll be sleeping on the left side of the bed

Open doors for me and you might get some kisses

Don't have a dirty mind

Just be a classy guy

Her eyes locked on the new guy standing new the doorway. Emerald green eyes, jet black hair, and an olive complexion.

'How long had he been standing there?' she wondered.

Her eyes locked onto his and she felt an overwhelming burst inside her. Her left hand began to float up and a red thread appeared on her left ring finger. It floated across the room, getting longer as it flew away.

Buy me a ring

Buy-buy me a ring, babe

Her eyes followed the floating thread as she continued to sing.

You gotta know how to treat me like a lady

Even when I'm acting crazy

Tell me everything's alright

Dear future husband

Here's a few things

You need to know if you wanna be

My one and only all my life

Damian's eyes widened as he felt a pull from his left hand and watched as a red thread appear on his left hand. The thread began to float toward the girl on the stage.

Dear future husband

If you wanna get that special loving

Tell me I'm beautiful each and every night

That's right!

The threads touched and a glow took over!

Future husband, better love me right

The glow had faded away and Marinette saw that the previous red thread (the lovers thread) had turned gold. She had found her soulmate!

Marinette stepped down from the stage and walked over to the mysterious boy.

She held out her right hand and said, "Hello, Future Husband. I'm Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

Damian used his right hand to grab her left and brought the gold thread to his lips and kisses it. "Hello, Future Wife. I'm Damian Wayne.

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"Where the hell did he go?" shouted Jason.

"Relax, he's got to be around here." suggested Dick.

"He was suppose to fetch Tim, not go off on and adventure. He's probably already home!" jason complained again.

"Damian wouldn't have left, especially with out his comms." stated Bruce.

Tim sighed as he trudged behind them. Apparently, Damian was suppose to bring him back and had never returned.

"There!" Tim shouted, pointing to an open door. He recognized Damian's gelled back style anywhere.

The Waynes moved towards the open door only to see Damian kiss a girl's left hand and called her his future wife before introducing himself.

To say they were shocked was no surprise. Damian never showed affection to anyone. Suddenly, the room filled with commotion. Damian should be able to handle anything.

"I thought- I thought you said that you were paired with Damian Wayne!" a girl cried out.

"I was!" another voice whined, "Mari must have done something. Our threads have been connected since we were little."

A girl with brown hair and olive eyes ran towards the youngest Wayne.

"Dami, how could you turn your back on me? I thought I was special." the girl began to sob.

"Who are you?" asked Damian.

"Lila. Lia Rossi. We had red threads since we were 8. We met here in Gotham!" she cried out.

'That girl's a liar' thought the Waynes, 'And not a very good one.'

"How could you not remember me?" she asked.

"Ah!" smirked Damian, catching on, "Who introduced me to you? My mother or my father?"

"Your mother. She was sweet. Dark hair and blue eyes. It was at a gala-" the brown haired girl continued.

"I was born and raised in Baghdad until I was twelve. I was brought here by my mother to live with a man, I had never met before, and was told he was my father. Also, my mother has brown eyes and brown hair. The woman on my father's arm is Selina Kyle, my step-mother. Try again, you lying tramp!" Damian scowled.

"What did you-" the girl tried to speak, but Damian wouldn't allow it.

"Do you honestly think we Waynes don't get this kind of treatment daily? Work. School. Galas. It's all the same. Some vapid bitch trying to worm her way into our good graces or attempt to say she knew us 'since we were little'. It's all been done before. It's the reason my father keep our names and faces out of the papers as much as possible. I have never been to a gala." Damian spat out.

Bruce had heard enough once he heard the name, Lila Rossi. He recognized the name from the French Class that was visiting the office tomorrow.

'Why are they out so late?' he wondered.

Bruce motioned for the other boys to step back, and into the shadows, as he heard Damian finish his rant.

"Well said, Son." he stated, making his presence known.

"Bruce Wayne?" many of the class began to whisper.

His gaze on the foul girl caused her to pale and take a step back.

"I was going to greet you all tomorrow at Wayne Enterprise. I'm very surprised to see you all out at this time of night." Bruce commented.

"What do you mean?" asked Nathaniel.

"Did you not read Marinette's pamphlet?" he questioned. Many of them frowned.

"I worked with her via email to make sure you all had the most important information." Bruce stated, pulling one out of his pocket and handed it to the embarrassed chaperone, "Gotham is one of the most dangerous cities in the states, hence why they are many opportunities to get your foot in the door. Which is the whole reason for your trip, right, Marinette?"

Marinette rose her hand and Bruce saw it was the girl his son had introduced himself to. He noticed their hands locked and a gold thread.

'Ahh, so that's the reason for his change.' Bruce hummed.

"Was this a planned outing?" he asked her, "I don't remember seeing it on the schedule on our pamphlet."

"Smart girl." Bruce stated, with a nod, "I will have someone pick up your class. I'd hate to have a death on your teacher's hands. Gotham's villains do tend to come out at night."

"Thank you Mr. Wayne." Marinette smiled.

"Call me, bruce." he smiled back. "I look forward to getting to know you, personally." he gestured towards their golden string, "May I have your parent's contact number? I'd like to speak with them; possibly about extending your stay."

Marinette sighed in relief. Thank Kwamis she had brought the horse miraculous with her.

"Their number should be in the contact information I emailed you. I included all the student's numbers, their parents, along with their work numbers." Mari smiled.

Bruce nodded. She'd fit in well with their chaotic needs. She was well organized, perhaps even more then Tim.

"Damian, we need to head out. I shall clear it with your teacher so that you may attend the tours." Bruce suggested.

"Thank you, Father. I will follow shortly." Damian stated, before turning to face Marinette, "I do have to wonder though, how much of that song was true. If you can't cook, I think we're in trouble."

Marinette giggled and Damian felt the tips of his ears heat up.

"I can definitely cook and I don't mind baking you apple pies, if that's what you like. My parents are bakers, but I do agree with that "9 to 5" line. Don't expect me to be home all day. I want to open my own business." Marinette said, showing him the eyes that captivated him in the first place.

"Anything else I should know?" he asked.

"Nothing you wont find out." She smirked.

'She is definitely my other half.'

Damian quickly kissed her cheek, shocking everyone before whispering into her ear, "See you tomorrow, my Angel of Music."

"Let's go, Demon Spawn!" shouted a voice, as Damian exited the room.

Marinette smiled as she felt the blush take over her face.

'Well, they do say opposites attract.' she thought to herself.

"OMG! Mari, you have to give me an exclusive!" shouted Alya.

Marinette rolled her eyes and walked back to her group.

"Wow!" Adrien exclaimed, "You just met your soulmate. How-"

"Hey! Didn't you hear me? Alya cried out, shoving Nino to the side, as she took his seat. Alya pulled out her phone and shoved it in Mari's face. "Tell me all about how it feel to meet your soulmate! I can't believe your soulmate is-" Alya spoke excitedly.

"You cannot record me with out my consent." Marinette glared at the phone, "I can take you to court."

"That's a good one." Alya laughed, "Now-"

"Do you hear her?" Mari quipped, "I mean, who does she think she is? Lois Lane?" The table laughed, shocking her as Adrien and Nino laughed along. "You should look up to see what a journalist can and can't do. I recommend getting a lawbook, as well, so you know what laws are in place so you don't break them." Marinette continued glaring.

"But- I-We-" Alya tied to find the words, but she had neve seen this side of Marinette before.

"We aren't friends. I don't know why you would even attempt to sugegst we are. You made it very clear with your text messages telling me to jump off from the top of the Eiffel Tower. How no one would miss me." Mari continued.

"ALYA!" shouted Alix.

Alya opened her mouth, but Marinette continued her rampage.

"Don't worry, Alix. She can text my number all she wants. You forget, she has the old number. My old phone has been with Sabrina's dad for about 3 months. He's been helping me make a case about the bullying going on at the school. My parents insisted on it." the designer smiled.

"We weren't bullying you!" Alya shouted, "We were just showing yu a taste of your own medicine since you have been bullying Lila!"

"You mean, Lila the Liar?" Cloe asked, "The one who claimed moments ago to have a connection with Damian Wayne and he just brushed her off? The one who claimed to have known him since they were little, only for him to tell her he was born out of the country? The same girl who suggested we go ot at night, even though in bold print on the pamphlets, it tell you not to leave the hotel at night? As someone who enjoys heroes so much, I thought you would have at least read the heroes and villains section of the pamphlet before tossing it out. There is no miraculous cure here and the villains don't care who they kill. Even the lives of Gotham's children have been lost. Go ahead. Look it up and you can find your proof."

The group waved the pamphlets in her face.

"See, we know better than to listen to Lila." stated Adrien.

"We read the pamphlet." spoke Nino, shoving Alya out of his seat and onto the floor.

A knock rang through the silence.

"Hello, I'm here to pick up Marinette Dupain-Cheng and the french class." called a voice.

Marinette and her group of friends stood up and exited the door with a smile.

The class slowly turned it's gaze towards Lila, but she rushed out after Mari's group.Lila had no words. She had no idea how to spin a new web of lies to win them back over. She was ruined, all thanks to a soulmate bond.

@daminette-december2019

#daminette #december #mlb x dc #marinette x damian #soulmates

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sobiesxi · 5 years

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lol imagine if they cast kristen stewart to play kate kane alongside robert pattinson's bruce wanye

#robert pattinson #kristen stewart #kate kane #bruce wayne #dceu

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mskittykat117 · 3 years

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Ok so this thought just came out of nowhere and I like the idea so I'm just gonna get it out before I forget about it.

DC x FivenightsatFreddys

I know it sounds werid but bear with me

I was listening to a Fnaf song and thinking about the Batfam and then my imagination took it from there:

Let's start from the beginning of the timeline: Its 1983 and Bruce decides to create a brach company off of Wanye Enterprises called "Wayne Entertainment", this is for the entertainment of all ages of course and it's to show the children of the world that there is a place with happiness. So Bruce is Henry and Joker ( Jack Napier ) is William Afton. Joker is still the insane person hes always been, but he doesn't look it better yet he doesn't act it either almost as if he has two separate personalities, maybe he does, maybe he doesn't, noone knows for sure. All that Bruce knows is that his adopted son, Jason, will love this place, as far as Dick? Well Bruce isn't so sure he'll like Fredbear's. Bruce is excited because he thought the place wouldn't be able to open up for another week because Lucius Fox, the man who builds the majority of stuff Bruce ask for went on vacation before he could ask him to build Fredbear and Bonnie. But luckily he met Napier (Joker) and the two of them became best friends then when Bruce told him that he was worried that the place wouldn't open for another week, Napier offered to build the animatronics. Sure enough he did, and they looked perfect, since then the two of them became partners and Wayne Entertainment partnered with Napier Robotics (*sarcastically* original names right?) And together they ran Fredbears Family Diner perfectly, of course they couldn't do all the work them selves they had to hire a cook (Pamela Isley) and a security guard (Basil Karlo). Everything was perfect.....until the week of Jason's birthday, Dick was starting to get jealous of Jason which didn't make any sense to Alfred and Selina (Bruce and Selina and married here) considering that he always got more attention from Bruce then Jason did, it was obvious when Bruce played favorites and it was obvious that Dick was his favorite child. So why would Dick be jealous? Noone knows but the reason didn't matter all that did was getting Barbara, Wally and Roy together to bully and scare Jason, you see, Bruce trusted Jack (Joker) so much that he had given Jack a key to his house, so jack had the idea of testing a prototype hallucination machine that would be put on a person neck and make them see there greatest fears (this is unbeknownst to Bruce) but instead of going inside and putting the device on Jason's neck him self he tells Dick his plan and he grab a foxy mask from Bruce's office shed and tells him to keep the mask on and wake Jason up after the puts the device on Jason's neck to see if it works. As Jack pulled out of the driveway Jason's scream mad it clear that Jack's device worked like a charm.

Let me know if this is a good and if I should continue thinking about it more or not.

#miroxons bullshit

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beatmyaudio · 4 years

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Clique Song Lyrics – Kanye West

Clique Song Lyrics

Clique Song Lyrics From Popular Hollywood Artist Kanye West from Cruel Summer Album.

This song is sung by singer ” Kanye West ” in Year .

Lyrics of Clique :

What of the dollar you murdered for Is that the one fighting for your soul Or your brother? the one that you?e running from But if you got money, fuck it, ’cause I want some B..I..G.. Fucking with me Oh god Whoa OK Ain? nobody fuckin·with my Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique Ain? nobody fresher than my motherfucking Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don? do it like my Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the They want the, they want the I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say My block behind me like I? coming out the driveway It? grind-day, from Friday, to next Friday I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day She tryna get me that poo tang I might let my crew bang My crew deeper than Wu Tang I? rolling with (Huh) fuck I? saying? Girl, you know my crew name You know 2 Chainz? Scrrr! I? pullin·up in that Bruce Wanye But I? the fuckin·villain, man, they kneeling when I walking in the building Freaky women I be feelin·from the bank accounts I? fillin·br>What a feeling, ah man, they gotta be Young player from the D that? killin·everything that he see Yeah am talking Ye· yeah am talking Rih· yeah I? talking B, nigga I? talking me Yeah I? talking bossy, I ain? talking Kelis Your money too short, you can? be talking to me Yeah I? talking LeBron, we balling our family tree G..O..O..D Music drug dealing drug cousin, ain? nothing fuckin·with we, me Turn that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250, 250 to a half a milli, ain? nothin·nobody can do with me Now who with me? ?V?onos! Call me Hov or jefe Translation, I? the shit Least that what my neck say, least that what my check say Lost my homie for a decade, nigga down for like 12 years, ain? hug his son since the second grade He never told, who we gonna tell, we top of the totem pole It? the dream team meets the supreme team, and all our eyes green and only means one thing You ain? fuckin·with my clique Break records at Louis Ate breakfast at Gucci My girl a superstar all from a home movie Bow on our arrival the un-American idols What niggas did in Paris got em hanging off the Eiffel Yeah I? talking business We talking CIA I? talking George Tenet I seen him the other day He asked me about my Maybach Think he had the same Except mine tinted and his might have been rented You know white people get money don? spend it Or maybe they get money, buy a business I rather buy 80 gold chains and go ig?ant I know Spike Lee gon’ kill me but let me finish Blame it on the pigment, we living no limits Them gold master p ceilings was just a figment Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I? looking at a crib right next to where TC lives That? Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse He wasn? really drunk he just had a few brews Pass the refreshment a cool cool beverage Everything I do need a news crew presence Speed Boat swerve homie, watch out for the waves I? way too black to burn from sun rays So I just meditated the home in Pompeii About how I could build a new Rome in one day Every time I? in Vegas they screaming like he? Elvis But I just wanna design hotels and nail it Shit is real got me feelin·Isrealian Like Bar Refaeli Gisele, no that’s Brazilian Went through deep depression when my mamma passed Suicide what kind of talk is that But I?e been talking to God for so long That if have you look in my life I guess he talking back Fuckin·with my clique

Clique Song Lyrics

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oh-for-fic-sake · 4 years

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The Final Wayne's

Masterlist

Warnings:mentions of sex?, swearing mostly fluffy

A/n:Im really happy with this one wasn’t sure how to go about it but i think its pretty sweet. Hope you enjoy xx

You meet the final two wanye’s when they all storm the cafe.

The Final Wayne's

You hummed along with the radio as you when out the front of the cafe closing a bit earlier as you hadn't had any customers in for nearly 2 hours. You spun the sign round and locked the door you were going to use the extra time to tidy the cafe properly instead of the rushed quick sweep that's normally done. Turning to volume up louder you danced around clearing the last few cups popping them in the sink coming back out with a mop bucket and broom and began to stack the chairs against one wall getting ready for a proper sweep. you nearly jumped out of your skin when someone tried to come bounding threw the door bouncing off it with a loud bang. you ran across the cafe hearing laughter.

"Why the fuck is it closed?!" Ah. Damien, you heard him before you saw him which made sense as he was currently sprawled out on the floor as Jack and Tim laughed at him joined by two older boys , well boys, one looked a few years younger then you... so technically he was an adult . you stuttered clicking who these other two probably were. Unlocking the door you squatted down to Damien.

"Shit are you ok? you didn't hit your head? did you?" you said reaching for him grabbing his face tilting it down trying to see the back of his head. He growled slapping you away

"I'm fine... does your boss know you've shut early? could have been a customer that'd have been a lawsuit ..stupid woman" you stood up crossing your arms at him.

"well I'm lucky it was just your skinny little ass then aren't I?" you deadpanned causing the another wave of laughter as Damien pulled him self up

"come on in" you lead them all in the older boys pulled themselves chairs around a table directly in front of the counter. turned looking for the others as jack wandered out of the kitchen with a fresh brownie Damien following with a blueberry marzipan muffin.

"Oo are those fresh?" Tim said walking past you into the kitchen to get himself one. you raised your hands exasperated.

"By all means help yourselves" you said shaking your head as they gave you cheeky grins before sitting down next to the others.

"Did you make these?" Damien asked you nodded

"Yep made em all today" he gave you a contemplating look

"You are forgiven for the door....if you give this recipe to Alfred" you rolled you eyes

"Oh yippee here I thought I'd have to beg for the young masters forgiveness" Jack snorted into his brownie.

"Y/n this is Dick and Jason our older brothers" Tim finally introduced with half a mouthful of muffin.

"Tim don't speak with your mouthful" you scolded before turning to Dick and Jason, you were nervous about meeting them, you knew that Dick was 20 and Jason was 17 not that much younger than you. Dick smiled brightly Jason followed

"Its nice to meet you both, but I thought Bruce wanted to introduce us at dinner next Monday?" Dick opened his mouth to reply but Damien beat him to it

"They were sulking cos me and Tim have already met you, and they couldn't wait so me Tim and Jack found them wandering about looking for the cafe completely lost." Dick looked embarrassed and Jason looked just about ready to beat Damien to a pulp.

"W-we did not we just decided to explore this part of Gotham.. we haven't been down this way before and heard good things." you giggled a little. feeling a little better now that they were talking.

"Can I have a go on the coffee machine?" Tim asked having finished his muffin you thought about it for a second then nodded, he jumped up following you round to it

"Anyone else want one?" Dick and Jason nodded Damien and Jack pulled a face. No.

You showed Tim how to load the espresso and turn it on trying to hold back laughter as he jumped back when he activated the steamer wand you caught the jug of milk just in time leaning over him you showed him the easiest way to froth the milk putting his hand on the knob controlling the steamer telling him when to turn it ,pointing out on the thermometer where he should let it go to he did it. Managing not to burn the milk then you demonstrated how to pour for certain coffees. He beamed when he got it right proud of himself then quickly controlled his face putting on a smug 'yeah of course I did it' face handing his brothers their coffees before going to sit down

"Oi! get back here you haven't cleaned up, you gotta wipe the wand and let some steam through to clear it." he come back hesitantly taking the folded cloth from you

"Wont it burn me?" you shook your head

"Just wipe it quick, then use the rubber bit to push it to the tray and give it a quick blast" he did as instructed and smiled bright going back to his coffee. Dick and Jason had been watching quietly as you taught their younger brother how to use the machine, yanking Tim away tilting your self in front of him when you though he could get hurt as the steam spat the milk when he hadn't held it high enough. Feeling more relaxed with you they saw how you patiently taught Tim how to do it. They had their doubts ,they had been a bit worried about their father dating someone so young. Imagining a typical younger woman trying to worm her way into their house for money or fame. They were caught off guard when their dad had first told them about you. Normally he didn't bother the women were never serious and gobsmacked when Damien threatened them to be kind, it was then they then decided they would catch you off guard, worried about how you could have possibly influenced Tim and Damien. But watching you interact with them they saw that you were very genuine. When it had come out earlier that day that you were Jacks sister, they felt slightly better knowing a bit of the story. How instead of abandoning him to the system to continue your studies, you'd pulled out that same day, moving back home planning and arranging your parents funeral and staying, giving up on your own prospects to become his guardian and raise him finding a job to support you both and pushing him to apply for the scholarship helping him get in. Thank god you did since Jack had become Damien's saving grace, he had calmed down and was almost a completely normal 13 year old boy...until he put on his suit then all bets were off. They found it fascinating seeing you swing from the playful sister to patient parent and back as you had grabbed Jack in a head lock poking at him tickling him for teasing you. They shared a look. Yes you would fit in fine.

"hahahah no-nooo st-stop it hahaa!fuck off y/n" he cried between laughs squirming then the fun and games stopped as ha accidentally headbutted your nose

"OH FUCK!" you shouted grabbing your nose eyes watering he gasped apologizing as damien panicked grabbing napkins in case of a nose bleed. He tried pulling your hand away.

"ssshhiit oh im fine- im good its ok-- fuck sake why is your head so hard?" he looked sheepish asking if you were ok you nodded to him waving a hand.

"I was going to get so much done here tonight but now I cant be asked" rubbing your nose again sniffing checking your hands for blood. None good. Huffing you leaning forward onto the table you looked across that table to Dick and Jason. You'd felt there eyes on you all this time.

"You know your both just like Bruce. He just sat there staring when he met me to." you offered chuckling nervously trying to break what you thought was tension not knowing that they had already approved of you.

"They are trying to suss you out. They are worried about you being after money or something." Tim added sipping the last of his coffee leaning back as everyone shouted at him.

"TIM!" You swallowed collecting yourself taking a deep breath, here it comes then. You looked at them smileing sadly nodding pulling back into yourself. You knew it they didn't like you. Obviously they wouldn't, fuck sake you were 5 years older than one and 8 years older then the other. You knew it.

"I-I don't want anything like that..I know its weird because we are about the same age.. if you feel uncomfortable with your dad and I just say the word and it will end I'm not going to be a home wrecker- fuck I new this would happen" you looked away trying to hide your tears. That was that then. Already planing to phone Bruce. Jason jumped interrupting your thoughts rushing forward grabbing your hands that rested on the table in front of you making you look at him as he saw you start breaking down, ready to run again. They'd heard bits and pieces about what happened for Tim. Jack growled angrily going to push Jason off of you before he started speaking.

"NO! no its not like that- we did- I mean at first, when dad first mentioned you and then when Tim and Damien gushed about you. We were worried I mean he's our dad but we didn't know who you were then,no one told us that you were Jacks y/n and we see now that's not the case. Your genuine and we don't have a problem with your age."

Dick continued for him as Jason looked panicked and lost for words.

"Yes we saw today your miles of years ahead of us in maturity we- well we just wanted to meet you without dad there. And like Jason said he is our dad we just don't want to see him hurt again." he added you looked between them still unconvinced fears you had still taunting you.

"I.. I'd never hurt him I love him." you admitted quietly.

"You- You love him?" Jack questioned you nodded smiling Dick smiled softly at you seeing the honesty in your words. He knew then that you weren't going anywhere he'd make sure of it.

"Then Don't leave him... We haven't seen him like this in...Ever really we just wanted to meet the woman who had made him happy that's all. Were sorry about the way we went about it. And want you to know that not just for dad, but we want to get to know you. Maybe not treat you like a mum but more like an older sister?" Dick said trying to pull you away form your dark thoughts. Feeling bad that they might have just fucked up the best thing to happen to their dad. Your eyes twinkled as you looked at the hopefully

"You-you really mean that?" they nodded you smiled wide at them wiping your eyes.

"Yeah then that way you can let loose a little you know act your age a bit?" he added laughing you scoffed clearing the last tears that had gathered away with a napkin handed to you from Damien.

"As if I remember how to do that, thank you both of you I was terrified of meeting you both , if you ever have a problem with me please come and talk to me about it"

"If they ever have a problem with you they can fuck off and take it with them" Damien growled kicking the table leg, knocking it with a force the boy should not posses thoroughly pissed off at his oldest brothers a cold shiver ran down your spin as you saw the terrifying glare he had on his face. If looks could kill... well your rather not tempt fate as in that moment Damien looked like he was defiantly considering it. you didnt notice the three wayne boys sharing a look holding their breath waiting for him to continue. if you only knew.

"Damien enough, you were worse when i met you and you know it" he snapped out of what ever was going on in his head smirking at you

"I was wasnt I?"

the others relaxed and you were all caught of guard as a presence in the corner made them selves known.

"See Master Wayne I told you if you left them to it they d all sort it out." Alferd stated standing up form the table in the front corner before chiding you.

"Miss y/n you really should pay more attention you left the door wide open after you let the boys in." You all gaped at the men Dick and Jason froze feeling Bruce's piercing gaze on their backs. Looking like a couple of boys who'd been caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

"yes Alfred I suppose your right but I do remember telling them to leave her alone until Monday so I could explain exactly how we met." he said disaproval echoing through his words. you stood up huffing.

"Bruce stop it.. they were just trying to look out for their family which I can appriciate.. leave them be it all sorted now and I didnt have to put on stupid heals for it"

"but i what if i wanted to see you in heels?"

"then you could have asked, anyway how the bloody hell did you to sneak in so quietly are you some sort of ninja or something? Jesus" you asked the group who laughed .if only you knew.

"Any way I don't know about you lot but I spend to much time in this bloody cafe as it is and would like to leave." You finished collecting the crumpled cake papers and cups leaving them in the kitchen before ditching your apron and turning everything off grabbing your bag and coat on the way out.

"What about the cleaning?" Jack asked you shrugged.

"That's Hugh's problem now, he can do some work for a change." you snickered ushering them all out arming the alarm and locking the door.

"He still fucking around?" jack asked you nodded

"Yep boneing his girlfriend is more important then doing his shift's"

"I can fully understand that" Bruce said smirking as the group groaned you rolled your eyes ignoring him

"The others got pissed off so he gets to be here bright and early opening tomorrow cos the rest of us are 'busy'" you chuckled. Bruce slid up beside you pulling you into him

"well you will be." he muttered kissing your lips you blushed as a chorus of ewws and gagging noises carried across the small crowd you stuck out your tongue at them.

"Oh will I now?"

"Yes a very important appointment with me that may run into the afternoon" he said seductivly running his hands across your waist pulling you closer you linked your hands behind his neck.

"Hmm I don't remember arranging that Mr Wayne I might have other plans"

"well I'm sure you could squeeze me in" Jason as grossed out as he was, couldn't help but laugh at that one even Tim snorted you blushed.

"And what makes you say that?" he pulled away slightly

"Because you love me" you froze in his arms shyly looking down he pulled you back up to face him.

"And I love you to" he pulled you towards him kissing you passionately taking your breath away you moaned as the boys created a big fuss.

"OH MY GOD STOP!" Jack cried covering his eyes as Bruce grabbed handfuls of your rear making you squeal and begin laughing.

"Come on Jack you were the one who set us up to have sex remember? take it like a man"

"NOO! SHUT UP EWW I DIDN'T NEED THAT IMAGE!!" you laugh loudly walking past them all ,wrapped up in Bruce's arms leading you towards the Rolls Royce that he had arrived in with Alfred.

"H-hey how are we getting home?"

"The way you came, you don't want to ride with us." Bruce called over his shoulder kissing your neck.

"Bruce not in the car"

"Why not?"

"THAT IS MY SISTER!" Dick laughed out loud watching his little brothers yell about 'being scar'd for life' and 'never getting in the Rolls Royce ever again' yes you were both going to fit right into this mad house. He ushered them all the other way to his car there wasn't enough room really but he'd make them fit.

"Who want to go get Chinese?" he asked distracting them still chuckling to him self. You had turned his dad into a teenager again.

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