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Conversations sprawled throughout the living room, the giant expanse holding the nine forms easily. Bruce sits in an armchair in the corner, his, decidedly majority-voted, handsome visage gazing over his children as he awaits your presence to join them. Only one thought crosses his mind as he sighs into his hands when Dick and Stephanie start to joke and laugh with their siblings, 'Why today...'
Damian's eyebrow raises at his father's actions, and Barbra moves to place a comforting hand on his arm, Cassandra following to stand behind them like a bodyguard. "You alright, B? I know they're stupid but you seem more fed up from it than usual today," That earned an undignified shout from both Stephanie and Dick, Jason laughing at their expressions in the background.
"No, it's fine, I just... Forgot you were all coming today." The Billionaire buries himself into his hands more at his family's questioning and concerned gazes, "I apologize but, I may have... Kidnapped a stray child, one that tried to bite me." Immediately, Jason, Dick, and Stephanie burst out laughing, Barbra hides her snickers behind her hand and Cassandra's lips twitch upward into a smile. Duke and Tim look at Bruce as if he'd grown a second head, and Damian just rubs his forehead irritably.
Tim opens his mouth to speak, hopefully, to help quell the rising anger in Damian before he bursts open like a volcano. However, before he could say anything a voice from the archway speaks up, their tone carrying a hint of amusement. "Master Bruce, I've brought our guest down." Alfred steps to the side, revealing your form and giving everyone in the room a pointed look that they all understood well, 'Behave, children.'
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