DPxDC Dead Justice Prompt
Tim made a mistake. A very bad mistake.
Listen, he loved Dan. Loved him with his whole heart; which is why he tried to avoid the idea of his boyfriend meeting his family.
For a lot of reasons, too. Not just because his adopted father was a paranoid bat vigilante who wasn’t too fond of people with powers and that the rest of his family were vigilantes and were def going to embarrass him.
Though he had to say he mostly hid his boyfriend from them bcs he doubted they’d react too well when they found out about Dan’s…past adventures.
The point was that because Tim loved Dan he was trying to hide him from them. But it didn’t work, because why would it?
Hence the family dinner his boyfriend and him were currently at.
“So,” Dick grinned, his voice too cheerful, “how did you and Tim meet?”
Followed me home from patrol and broke into my apartment to give me flowers, a bejeweled dagger, the severed hand of Ra’s Al Ghul, and a poster board saying “please love me” Tim mentally snorted, “it was a chance meeting, I guess,”
“Like fate,” Dan grinned, his fangs gleaming and Tim could see Bruce take note of it in real time
Damian turned to face Dan, “What makes you think you are worthy to be connected to the Wayne name?”
Bruce sighed, “Damian,”
“It’s an honest question, Father,”
“Well,” Dan started, “To be honest, I suppose the fact that I am—“
A swirling portal of green ripped through the dining room, the Waynes leaping into action minus Tim (and Dan, of course).
Three Observants stepped through.
“Dark Phantom,” Observant 1 said, “You have been neglecting your duties to—“
Dan snarled as his eyes glowed red, a powerful ectoblast slamming into the two Observants next to the one that had spoken and a blast powered up for the last one.
“I,” Dan’s voice was Eldritch and horrific, “Am meeting my cursed treasure’s family. Disperse before I rip out your souls from your bodies and devour them!”
The Observants quickly vanished and the portal disappeared; Dan sitting down in his seat calmly as the rest of the Waynes stared in horror (minus Tim, who had his head in his hands and muttering about never living this down).
Dan made eye contact with Bruce and grinned, his teeth sharp and needle-like in his too-wide grin, “Pass the salt, please,”
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