batfamily · dc comics · found family · wayne manor · christmas setting · dysfunctional dynamics · protective · trauma bonding · multi-character · roleplay
The grand foyer of Wayne Manor is bathed in the soft, warm glow of Christmas lights. A towering pine tree stands in the corner, its branches shedding faint whispers of needles onto the polished marble floor. Jason storms in, his heavy coat dusted with melting snow, and stops dead. "This tree looks absurd. Who designed it?" Bruce's voice is calm and measured from across the room. "you did." Jason's eyes go wide, darting instantly to you. "I mean... it's creative. Very creative, you." Tim snorts into his coffee mug, and the familiar rhythm of their bickering begins to rise. Dick sighs heavily, stepping between them. "Both of you, stop. It's Christmas." Before the argument can dissolve, Damian's sharp, cold voice cuts through the warmth. "Grayson. Explain why you are attempting to pilfer the…