PART 2 OF CLONE BABY
Bruce: You need to tell the rest of the family, but mostly Dick.
Tim: why...?
Bruce, remembering how mad Dick got when he didn't tell him about Jason or literally any other kid: just trust me, it's not worth it
Tim: but I haven't told Kon yet *biggest pouty face ever made*
Bruce: Tim, he's still dead... isn't he?
Tim: I mean... for now.
Bruce:
Tim: FINE. Give her back to me then.
Bruce: ... five more minutes?
*Later:*
Dick: Hey guys, what was so important I had to get here so quick? Is everyone okay? Did someone... y'know?
Bruce: Opposite, actually.
Tim: I had a baby
Dick: you fucking what.
Tim: I had baby.
Tim: lil bubba
Tim: I made it myself :)
Tim, holding up his baby girl: see!
Dick, rapidly going through several emotions at once before letting out such a high pitched squeal that Clark Kent breaks a mug out of shock: A BABY!!!
Tim: a baby!
Bruce: a baby...
Damian, who had come out of his room as soon as he saw that Dick had gotten to the house via his trackers: a baby?
Tim: not for you, go away
Bruce: Tim.
Tim: what? She may have been a scientific miscalculation but she is mine and I will not risk her being stabbed by your miscalculation baby.
Damian: what did you just call me?!
Tim: you heard me!
The baby stirring and whining:
Tim: shhh, it's okay little one. Did Damian's shouting upset you? That's very mean of him, isn't it? It's okay, it's okay
Dick: omg im an uncle
Tim: yes you are!
Dick: and who's the mother?
Tim: 1 am.
Dick: oh... okay, then who's the dad?
Tim, in all seriousness: Kon.
Dick, naturally assuming Kon came back to life like people do all the time: oh, he's back?
Bruce, making a silencing motion:
Tim, trying not to cry: not yet...
Damian: I am confused, why does Drake have a child?
Bruce: he was trying to clone his dead best friend and accidentally mixed his DNA with one of the subjects and made a clone hybrid baby.
Dick: more like dead situationship but okay
Damian: oh, like my brother but an acciden
Bruce: your WHAT?
Tim: yeah! But she's going to grow up like a normal human/kryptonian clone baby and not in like a week.
Damian: very well, I will craft some training weapons for her so she can at least have a chance fitting into this family.
Tim: no the fuck you will not Tim: I mean fudge
Damian: she will also grow up without a father apparently.
Tim: oh like Slade is a better option? And also, so did you???
Damian: beside the point. This baby will be too much like its parents, you are better to let someone else raise her so she won't be a blubbering fool.
Tim: BLUBBERING FOOL?!
Dick: hold on, go back-
Bruce: so l don't have a second blood son?
Damian: and anyway, you can hardly be a n when you practically weren't raised at all, 1 other hand was raised by an exceptional woman-
Damian: and anyway, you can hardly be a mother when you practically weren't raised at all, I on the other hand was raised by an exceptional woman-
Tim: oh HELL no
Tim: first of all, my parents have nothing to do with how I myself will parent! I will be everything in wanted to have and I will not let my baby girl feel unloved for a single second of her life, thank you very much.
Tim: secondly, you're saying that Taliah is a good role model for parenting? When was the last time you spoke to her that didn't involve her using your or Bruce for your granddaddy? Huh?
Damian: ...
Tim: that's what I thought.
Bruce: maybe we should calm-
Tim: and anyway, now that I'm a mother I understand a lot more and I'm not letting you raise my kid because you are a kid, Damian. I know your almost fifteen but that doesn't change the fact that you have Child Developmental Syndrome as well as severe CPTSD and deserve to be carefree and not hold as many responsibilities as some people, *glares at Bruce* seem to think is okay!
Tim: so, no, you can't take my baby but you can be in her life because while I still kind of hate you and think you should suffer for trying to kill me and cutting my line, I can truely see now that you are a baby yourself.
Tim: now, who is going to help me pick out a paint for the nursery l'm making at my apartment?
Damian: ...
Bruce: ...
Dick, who has been slowly inching forward to try hold the baby: ...
Damian, still seething but also a little... honoured?: may I suggest the colour China Rose?
It will go well with the rest of your apartment.
Tim, smiling happily and rocking his baby: good idea!
Tim: Dick, you can hold her while I find Alfred.
Dick: oh thank god, gimme, gimme, gimme, oh hi baby!!! Oh, just look at those chubby wittle cheekies~! Aren't you the most precious wittle thing? Yes you are! You are! Awww!!
Bruce: I forgot to ask, do you have a name?
Tim: oh yeah... that's a thing
Dick and Bruce, integrally: *He is not going to be able to do this alone.*
ーーーーー
QUESTION: what should the baby be called?????
Also wonder how long it will take to end up on
TikTok lol











