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Family Dinner. With ghosts?!

Summary:

“So Tim, what happened to the tub?” Jason mused.

I was so hoping that wouldn’t be brought up.”

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The bats invited Danny/Tim’s Dad and Sister (Dante and Ellie) to family dinner. This will end fineee!

(Including: Food and Alfred being a saint)

On hiatus untill I find motivation and/or get back into DP

Notes:

I uhhh this was inspired by a comment on “The Custody Agreement” and I dedicate this fic to Candylou_210! https://archiveofourown.org/users/Candylou_210/pseuds/Candylou_210.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: The beginning.

Chapter Text

For Candylou_210

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It was a standard Gotham day outside, cold, gray, and smoggy.

Inside the Wayne manor was a different story. It was Sunday Family dinner, and Alfred had convinced Danny to bring his family to dinner.

“Danny, you know I love you, but is this a good idea?” Dante worried.

“Course it will!” Tim reassured.

“Come on dad, don’t be such a worry wart,” Ellie joked, “plus I want to meet Danny’s Family!”

“All right, all right let’s go,” Dante laughed.

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Dick heard them before he saw them. He heard the light laughter from the deep voice

the soft jokes from the feminine voice

and the bright encouragement from Tim.

He was excited to meet Dante in a more intimate setting, and wanted to actually talk to the clone girl who became like a sister to Tim.

All in all, things were looking up for Dick Grayson.

As he spotted the trio entering the kitchen, he was surprised, Dante looked relaxed, and Ellie was just straight up adorable.

“Dad, Els, meet my other family,” Tim started gesturing, “Bruce, Dick, Jason, Cass, Duke, and Damian.”

They all waved their hellos.

“And Steph can’t make it today, but she’s here in spirit!”

Ellie laughed at the pun.

Yeah this was going to be great.

— —

Dinner was in full swing, when the worst thing happened.

“So Tim, what happened to the tub?” Jason mused.

“I was so hoping that wouldn’t be brought up.”

Ellie looked up at Danny, “why’s he talking about the tub? I can’t tell you how many times you’ve broken the one in your room at the castle.”

…

Dick burst out laughing. Danny just looked confused.

“Ellie… I’ve never had a tub at the castle?”

“What?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.”

Well at least Alfred made cookies. Danny was so prepared to go to the movie room for movies and get this over with.