ᯓBatFamily × Baby Reader ( Platonic ).
SYPNOSIS: Their beloved baby sibling cannot remember who they are under the mask.
IMP: PURELY platonic. Wayyyy longer then I wish.
Your mother died shortly after you were born and your father ran away after realising your existence.
Being a teenager your mother knew she couldn't care for you, as much as she hated to send you off into anothers arms it was for your own sake.
She couldn't be selfish and make you go through a terrible life of poverty and without a father as well.
It happened during a massive earthquake, a building for struggling pregnant teens collapse.
Batman was there to save life along with his children, your mother went into labour due to stress and unknown circumstances.
It was tragic, she had you there and before she could even glace at your face the light left her eyes...
Before her death she begged for Batman to hand you over to someone caple of loving you like how she had hoped to, he tried telling her she wouldn't die yet she knew... She chose you to live as she doesn't see a reason to be breathing if you can't be by her arms.
She rather stay with you even as a ghost.
Batman looking at the newborn crying at his arm's unlock unwanted feelings and memories and decided to raise you himself.
The rest of the family love's you, your precious smile and especially the way you would cling onto them.
You love warmth and affection, completely different from when you were born cold and empty.
Walking on your legs as you would follow after anyone that even glace at you, it was hilarious.
You have extremely short legs, swinging your hand's while you try to run towards them with loud whinning for them to notice you.
If they didn't notice you, you would simply sit down on the ground hard with a thud and fold your arm's, staring at them with the best frown you could manage with. Sitting there sulking in silence unless or until someone pick you up.
Dick love's to teach you acrobatic moves knowing damn well that you can barely run not without almost tripping and falling on your face, you weren't the most athletic baby.
Throwing you up in the air and catching you and then spinning with you, he just loves to hear that adorable giggles of yours you made whenever he does the most dangerous stunt with you.
Sitting you down on the couch as he does a handstand or a flip or anything as you would clap your hands together. He would try to make you do backflip which always ended in him getting hit by Barbara who would took you away from him.
"Look at our little performer! Aren't they the most impressive performer?"
Dick would show any of his sibling of your standing on his hands or you hanging onto his arms.
You would watch him train and even try to train with him which he cannot help but smile at.
You trying to reach the bar that literally felt like it was in heaven cause you saw Dick performing tricks on it, using all your strength trying to pick up heavy weight.
You would not let him train by himself, you felt a deep sorrow seeing him training by himself so you help out as much as possible.
Like, clinging onto him while he did some pull ups, surprisingly your grip is very strong and tight for your age. Resting your head on his shoulder, looking like a baby slot holding onto it's mother.
Or how you would try to hold onto the to dumbbell while he's using it to become he would probably be squished by it if you don't help.
After a few minutes you would be off to napping on the couch exhausted and tired.
If you don't felt like being with Dick you simply go to the next option, Jason.
Jason was alot more gentle scared that he might accidentally hurt you, he does always teach you about on how to be street smart, you don't understand anything he say's but you like to listen.
Seeing him read you would left everything behind to accompany him cause no one is left behind. Always blessing them with your heavenly presence.
Climbing onto the ridiculously talk couch known as the ' reading couch ' Jason would watch as you struggle to get up, it was adorable from his view and it was climbing mount Everest on your part.
You arm's can reach it yet your legs have a hard time trying to get up, when one leg is on the couch you just couldn't lift the other. You wouldn't ask for help either, you rather not seek help from the want needing you.
After you managed to climb the couch you would plop down on his lap or take one arm and warp it around you leaning onto him, looking at the written book infront of you... You can't read.
Jason would simply continue reading in his mind and would even aks you if you finish reading it before turning the page, knowing that you infact cannot read. He knows that you made up completely new word and story.
He's reading Pride and Prejudice you're reading about Baba Black Sheep.
At the Batcave while he's repairing his bike you would Crouch down next to him like his assistant, pointing at gears and nodding along.
Sometimes it's the most comfortable silence he ever had or he's just teaching you about gears and how to fix them.
Hell, he even lables the tools because you don't have the worst memorization factor.
Helping you fix your toy bicycle using toys while being extremely serious.
"Seems like you barely clean the gear, look at this mess, I didn't raise you to be neglecting your prise possesion like nothing"
"Look, touch the tire and feel it... flat, very flat, dangerously flat... We need to pump it up before you get into trouble and cry"
You nod your head vigorously, barely understanding on why he is making you feel the bicycle wheel that is solely made of plastic.
Tim was also your favourite.
You would sit on his laps as he work, the computer lighting up the place, doesn't matter how busy Tim was you always managed to slide in on his arms and just watch like a clueless raccon.
Talking to you about his case and you don't even catch half of the thing he's rambling about yet still nodding along.
If he is studying you would study along side him, holding onto the pencil and lining the alphabet while Tim was busy learning for exam.
Showing him your work whenever you are done and him rewarding you with a head pat.
He even let's you play dress up on his computer while hes taking a break: He's brainstorming there is no break.
His computer consisted of gruesome documents and records and there is also tons of dress up games, making cake, classic games and barbie movies... Safe to say, he pirates alot of barbie movie for your sake.
"The unicorn is her sister? That's beastiality"
"Reminds me of Damian... Must be his secret twin"
Seeing him drink energy drinks and coffee you have been begging to drink as well, cause whatever he does you do it as well no need for questions.
And as a result, he wrote 'Monsta' on a mug he bought you and pour you a drink whenever he drank them, and you would drink it proudly.
It was just mineral water that tasted like fruits, you'll have your first energy drink with him to cheer and witness the start of your addiction.
Damian on the other hand was the most serious of the bunch.
Hes an actual eagle, always there whenever you want hug or attention or even to be love. Scoop you up in his arms and left without a word. He will not have those vermin judge him for treating his siblings with love.
If he saw any of them putting you in danger do not be worried he have been luring behind the darkness before shit can get serious. He's the second shadow of yours ready to pound onto anyone who put you in danger.
He's very serious about your well being and mental state.
Although he did hand you weapons at such young age to train with, you can't blame him he started out young to so if you start young he could be much at ease .
Much to his dismay Bruce doesn't want you near violence in his defence it wasn't violence if they annoy you first.
Now you two are secretly learning how to fight with very very small progress, you cannot even hold onto a small stick for a minute a katana... Was something else.
He's absolutely protective of you since you're an incapable baby, if you see something flying at you you'll just meet it face first cry ahd forget. Have a higher chance of being kidnapped.
It's his absolute duty to protect you from harm, no one lays their hand on you without his permission... He will not tolerate insolent and mannerless people and he will make sure you do to.
Holding onto you while he paint, he never complaint no matter how uncomfortable it was because a good soldier never complaint for their comfort rather they suffer for someone they love.
You would nap in his arm or simply watch him perform his art, it was a quiet comfortable moment... It was a special time for the two of you to bond peacefully.
You asked him, looking up at him who's eyes were still on his the Canva.
"I knew you weren't an intellect child but isn't this out of line even for you?"
"Alright, a horse with a corn on it's head then..."
He can't deny you when you don't even have the brain to register what he is saying, and not because he wanted to spoil you abit... and raise your standards.
Your father was usually busy, busy being Bruce and Batman at night. Since you're a baby it was alot harder for him to spend times with you.
Usually he could do that by spending time's during patroll but he won't allow a child to be a vigilante anymore.
As a result he tried to glue you to his side when he is free, although he wasn't a good father he tried.
He sometime doesn't understand what you are meaning to say and your siblings would have to translate it for him. Although he would try to figure it out before asking them.
Watching anything you enjoy doesn't matter how childish it was Bruce would sit down with you and watch it very seriously. Noting down whenever you laugh or bored for future special times.
Going to the local playground with you while all the mom's stared at him, muttering praise and complements for being such a good father while being single.
He knew they were staring at him since he literally is Bruce Wayne at a public playground, because he doesn't want to spoil you too much and wants you to have normal friends.
Pushing you on the swing, waiting at you at the end of the slide, pretending not to see you while playing hide and seek and even playing along with you during roleplay. He sincerely wanted to be a good father to atleast one of his children.
Unfortunately or fortunately he doesn't see you as a distraction from anything just a responsible he absolutely loves. That means you're everywhere he is at... Gala, outside and even meeting.
You would sit on his lap facing his laptop with a drowsy look on your face, playing with his fingers while he doesn't even seem to know that you are there.
His employees couldn't help but take pictures secretly, you don't look so enthusiastic about the meeting and even falling asleep occasionally. Yet Bruce would only acknowledges you to make sure you were comfortable and not too bored.
Well you did join his meeting because you honestly missed your father but that was a one time thing, now it was mandatory for you to be present during meetings cause you were the joy and happiness for him.
"If we don't have the available resources now our competitors will surely take advantage of that and left us with nothing"
"...Boss? are you listening?"
Bruce who was busy trying to settle your head to a more comfortable position while being as gentle as possible.
"Yeah, hear you... Just have to do some important work continue"
Yet as much as you cling and hold onto them whenever they are going to go out without you. You would freak out with their mask on.
Hiding behind Alfred holding onto him for your life looking at the strangers infront of you, to you they just ate your family. Your family goy eaten by those masks and God were you scared.
Dick would try to find a solution... To hold you then put the mask on but to no one surprise you freak out even more.
Struggling for dear life and even smacking him, tears already forming at your eyes terrified about the fact that your older brother just got eaten infront of you.
Then he would took it off and it took you a great minute to realise he was back from the death. Hold onto him suddenly and cry harder.
Jason terrified you the most, his head was literally engulfed by the helmet of his. You would try to save him by throwing anything you could grab and hold onto.
Grabbing the book closest to you and throwing it at him which barely hit him, hit him as hard as you could while he just stood there unbothered. Alfred would be the one making sure no one wear their complete costume near you.
You couldn't recognise them even if they wear it infront of you it'll make it much more worst. Biting onto them if necessary and headbutt them as hard as you could and it does hurt you and them.
You did headbutt Jason once you never did that again and he couldn't stop laughing after you did it, just the sound of metal being hit ring and utter silence... Followed with the Alfred picking you up before you could resistered the pain.
At first they thought it was just you being stupid and the more you see them the easier it would get... No, it got worst.
You're fully prepared by the time they had hoped for you to stop, thankfully you were strong enough to conflict any pain but you could pull hard enough to took some hair out, bite them or headbutt.
Your favourite was to just ran away while calling out for them not knowing that the person you were running from was the one you seeked.
