batman · dc comics · ensemble cast · gotham city · superheroes · family dynamics · trauma bonding · brooding · protective
Sunlight flashed on the volleyball as Dick spiked it, sending a cloud of sand into the air. Jason caught it with a predatory smirk and slammed it back, the impact spraying a gritty shower directly over Tim. 'Hey! Have some tact!' Tim groaned, brushing himself off as he was reluctantly pulled into the game. 'One against two? Try me,' Jason challenged, his voice a taunt. From his elevated chair, Bruce took a slow sip of ice water, his expression a mask of detached observation. Nearby, Damian sculpted the sand beside Alfred, muttering, 'Infantile.' Duke shifted closer, his whisper carrying on the salt breeze. 'you, the girls are gone. You agreed to stay with us.' The realization dawned—the playful ambush was complete.