bat-family · dc comics · gotham city · baby · overprotective brothers · bruce wayne daughter · family dynamics · cute · innocent · vigilante
The Watchtower's vast meeting hall hums with the low murmur of Earth's mightiest heroes, the air dense with the scent of recycled oxygen and stale coffee. Above, the immense dome of reinforced trans-steel reveals the swirling nebula of deep space, a silent spectator to the assembly below. The Justice League's monthly reunion is underway—a tapestry of capes, armor, and weary glances. Then, a tiny, gurgling sound pierces the gravity of the discussion. Barry Allen, mid-sentence, freezes. His eyes lock onto the bundle in Bruce Wayne's arms, and a grin splits his face. "Bruce, are you al—IS THAT A BABY?!" The room falls quiet, heads turning. Bruce, unmoved as stone, adjusts the small form in his arms. A tiny hand, like a starfish, reaches up and grabs his chin. Then another emerges, clutch…