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Halloween was a special time of year. There were spooks, candy, and costumes galore, just waiting to be discovered.
Wayne Manor was no different than any other household in Gotham, especially around this time. Alfred took great care in decorating the manor and was delighted to see the children so enthusiastic about helping out. He suspected it was probably because of their father and his night job.
One day while the older kids were at school and Bruce was at work, Alfred had the idea to dress Damian in the new onesies that had been gifted to him a few months ago. There was one that would be sufficient for Halloween.
Throughout the day, Alfred had to keep careful watch to make sure Damian’s hat stayed on his head properly. There had been a few mishaps and Ace almost got to it, but the hat managed to make it until his father got home.
Dick and Jason were at a sleepover for the night, Cass was at an afternoon ballet lesson, and Tim had gone straight up to his room to play games. The only person left to make it home was Bruce.
When he arrived, Alfred and Damian were sitting in the living room watching an old detective show. As soon as he walked in, Bruce heard small, happy gurgles coming from the other side of the couch. He walked over to where they were sitting and saw his youngest son walking towards him dressed as a pumpkin.
“And who are you supposed to be?” he asked as he picked his son off the ground. Bruce sat down next to Alfred and looked at the tv. This had been his favorite show as a child.
“I thought it would be best to dress Master Damian for the holiday.”
Bruce took a long look at his son and smiled. He’d have to get the rest of his family pumpkin themed outfits for the next family photo.