Requested by: CharmerMaster

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(Y/n) sat at the coffee table in the living room, filling in my coloring book. She was only 5 years old, adopted recently by the one and only, Bruce Wayne. "Miss (Y/n), would you like some cookies?" She turned seeing it was Alfred. 

"I wanna help." She smiled standing up, putting down her colored pencils.

"Alright then, but first, lets wash up." Alfred said holding her by the hand, guiding her into the kitchen. He set her on a high chair around the marble kitchen island. "Miss (Y/n), would you like to pick the cookies?" Alfred asked showing her a picture book.

"Choco chip." She smiled pointing to the picture.

"Perfect. Sit tight, while I get the materials." Alfred said, putting away the book and taking out the ingredients.

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The batbros came home that night to a plate of chocolate chip cookies, in each of their rooms, shaped into little hearts, with the name of there younger sister scribbled on it.

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The batbros were all working hard on a case, in their own separate rooms, since if they were together, they'd drive each other crazy. Tim often went into the kitchen for more coffee refills. (Y/n), noticing Tim had come down again with an empty coffee mug, she followed him into the kitchen. She pulled herself onto the high chair, watching her brother pour a new cup of coffee. 

"Timmy!" she called, making Tim jump, spilling some of the coffee.

"Ack! Hot!" Tim grabbed a towel, wiping the counter and putting down his cup. He turned to look at (Y/n), "(Y/n), don't yell suddenly like that." he said walking over to her. She placed her hands on his face, and covered his eyes with her small hands.

"Panda." She said, confusing Tim.

"Panda?" he asked, pulling her hands off and she nodded.

She pointed to Tim's eyes, "panda."

"Oh, panda.." Tim said, understanding she was referring to his dark circles from lack of sleep. He just smiled and carried (Y/n) in his arms and she placed her head on his shoulder.

"Are pandas cute (Y/n)?" Tim asked her.

"Yesh." she said, "But Timmy ugly panda." she said, and Tim tried not to laugh at her comment.

"Yeah, I guess I do make an ugly panda." he said setting her back on the ground. "Why don't you check on the others?" Tim asked and (Y/n) nodded, making her way slowly up the stairs.

When she was halfway up, Tim came and picked her up, bringing her to the top. "Thank you Timmy." she said and walked down the hall to Damian's room.

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"Dami." She called knocking on the door. "Open, please!" she said and the door opened and Damian crouched down looking at (Y/n).

"What are you doing here?" he asked letting her into his room. She looked around Damian's room. "Are you looking for something?" Damian asked her.

"Doggy." she simply said, looking back at Damian. Damian simply smiled, knowing that both dogs were currently in the bat cave.

"Doggy is sleeping right now." he said picking her up and placing her on his bed.

"Doggy." she smiled pointing at a photo on Damian's laptop. He closed the laptop, since it had information about the case.

"Dami, teach me." she smiled at her brother.

"Teach you what?" he asked, sitting next to her.

"Arabic!" she smiled.

"You want to learn?" Damian asked and she nodded.

Damian then spent about an hour teaching her phrases like brother, father, dog, and etc. She was too young for things like grammar, so only simple words.

(Y/n) then set off for Jason's room.

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She knocked on Jason's room. "Whose it?" he asked.

"Jay Jay!" she yelled knocking again. There was no answer but a lot of running and the sound of things hitting each other. The door finally opened and (Y/n) walked in. She saw all the windows were open, and an empty cigarette box in the trash can.

"Jay jay, bad." (Y/n) said looking up at Jay who was standing by the window.

"Yes, yes, smoking bad. So, don't be like me, okay?" he asked.

"Then who do I be like?" she asked Jay.

"Well... be more like...." Jay paused. Dick was a flirt, he himself smoked and drunk a lot more than the others, Replacement was an insomniac coffee addict, and Demon was an assassin. "Be more like Alfred." Jay said.

"Like Alfred..." she repeated and looked around Jay's room.

"Jay Jay, clean!" she smiled and began pushing Jason's clothes that were all over the floor into a single pile.

"Wait, no! Careful!" Jay said, not knowing if there were any dangerous or sharp objects hidden under his clothes.

"Okay okay, little trouble maker." Jason picked up (Y/n) putting her by the door. "I'll clean up, promise. Go play with Dick, alright?" he asked and I nodded.

As (Y/n) left, she heard Jason say something she knew she shouldn't have heard, "Fcking hell. The was close." Before she could ask what it meant, the door to Jason's door was closed.

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(Y/n) finally made it to Dick's room. She knocked on the door. "It's open!" Dick called from inside.

"I can't reach!" (Y/n) yelled through the door.

"Oh, coming!" Dick said and opened the door and I smiled running to Dick and hugging him and he spun me around, tossing me into the air a bit.

"I'm flying!" she cheered.

"Yes you are, little birdie." Dick caught her and hugged her tight. "What you doing up here?" Dick asked her.

"I... don't know." she said and Dick smiled setting her on his lap, and turned off his laptop, and played silly games with (Y/n).

"Dickie?" (Y/n) asked Dick as they were playing rock paper scissors.

"Yes?" Dick asked as he threw out rock, and she had paper.

"Can I ask something?" she asked.

"Anything." Dick said throwing paper, and she put rock.

"What does fcking hell mean?" she asked, and Dick just froze.

"Where did you hear that honey?" Dick asked.

"Jay Jay." she said and Dick nodded.

"Okay, sweetie. Sit here, and watch this movie. I'm going to get some popcorn." Dick set her on his bed, throwing up a random movie on his TV in the room, and running out of his room, yelling out Jason's name. Little did he know, the movie he put on, was Deadpool.

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(Y/n) was now 13, and just starting high school. Despite being a brilliant child, and very intuitive, she was not aware that her father, and brothers were night time vigilantes. She went to school, studied at the library, went to cafes and movies with her friends, all of whom had nothing to do with the hero community.

"We should tell her." Jason said sitting on the couch.

"Why do we have to?" Dick asked.

"We can't keep hiding this from her, she has a right to know." Tim said.

"Yeah, tell her that we're putting our lives in danger every night. What a genius idea Drake." Damian said.

"She still deserves to know the truth." Jason said. "She's grown up, she can handle it." Jason said and the others looked at each other, and they eventually agreed to tell her when she came back from school.

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School was over and (Y/n) was putting away her books in her locker. "(Y/n), wanna hang out today?" she turned seeing her friends Kelsi, and Shanon.

"Sorry, I have an essay to finish. Next time?" she said and they both agreed to next week, to go watch a movie.

On her walk home, she was looking through her messages on her social media. Through the reflection on her phone, she noticed a car driving pretty fast towards her. They pulled to a stop next to her, and one guy climbed out of the car and force her in. 

They shoved her in the back, loosely tying her hands and feet together. "Is that the girl?" the driver asked.

"Definitely the Wayne girl." the passenger guy said.

"Let's go." The driver said and they drove off.

When the car stopped, she was pulled out of the car and into the old building. She was retied to a chair, and the 2 thugs looked through her bag. "Her phone, it's not here. See if she has it on her." one of them said.

"It's in my pocket." I said since I didn't want them touching me. They grabbed my phone from my pocket and they looked back at me.

"Password?" the thug asked showing me my phone.

"Forgot it." I said. "I have the fingerprint thing." I said and they looked at each other and untied one hand, but kept a knife near me, in case I did anything funny. I placed my finger over the pad, at the same time, clicking the sleep button on my phone in the SOS morse code. My phone unlocked and I gave it to the thugs. They seemed to be calling someone. "We have your daughter, Mr.Wayne. If you want her back, unharmed, then transfer $20,000 to this account number." he said and proceeded to say a string of number and letters.

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At the manor, the boys were already suiting up, Bruce had notified them about the call, and Tim was easily able to trace the call. They all left the cave, hurrying to the old building to rescue their sister. Damian was the first to arrive. "Wait." Damian spoke into the comms.

"What is it, trap?" Dick asked.

"No, cops." Damian said.

"What?" The others arrived, and sure enough, the cops were here, and the two thugs were in cuffs. "Where is (Y/n)?" Jason muttered not seeing her.

"Found something." They looked back seeing it was Tim and he was holding something.

"Footprints." Tim said and they followed it. ".. Doesn't Catwoman stay in this area?" Tim asked looking around.

"Yup." Jason said.

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After the thugs called her father, and luckily her ropes were not tight, she was able to slip out of the ropes, and free herself from the chair. She used her chair and hit both men over the head, before running away. As she ran. she heard the police sirens, and then she ran into someone. "Sorry." she apologized and looked who she bumped into, seeing none other than Catwoman.

"What you running from kitten?" she asked.

".. I ran away from some thugs back there." She explained.

"Thugs? Who are you?" Catwoman asked.

"I can't say." she said looking up at Catwoman. She looked down at (Y/n), studying her, her uniform, and her attitude.

"Let me guess, you're a Wayne." she said. (Y/n) said nothing, "I'll take your silence as a yes... Come on, I'll keep you safe until your dad and brothers come looking for you." she said and began walking.

".. How can I trust you?" (Y/n) asked.

"Have I given you a reason not to?" she asked. (Y/n), not knowing why she trusted her, went with her.

(Y/n) pet the cat laying asleep in her lap. Another cat was rubbing against her leg, purring. 

"You're different from your brothers and father." Catwoman said.

"What do you mean?" I asked continuing petting the cat.

"You're smart like them, but your muscle mass isn't the same." she said.

"Yeah, cause they go to some weird late night gym every night while I'm asleep." I said.

"You really don't know." Catwoman said pulling up a seat next to her. 

"Know what?" (Y/n) asked.

"Your father, your brothers, are vigilantes. Batman, Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin." she said.

(Y/n) stared at Catwoman, "Hm, cool." Was all she said in response and looked down at the cat, smiling seeing that it had woken up. "Hi cutie." She picked up the tabby cat and scratched near its neck, causing him to purr.

About 30 minutes later, Batman, Robin, Nightwing, Red Hood and Red Robin appeared. Catwoman was looking at them, and so was I. They were all looking at me. "Hey." I waved. "What took so long?" I asked smiling. I pet the kitty and kissed it, "Gotta go cutie." I said setting him down on the ground and walked over to Batman. "Let's go, or we'll be late for dinner." I smiled at them. "I'll wait downstairs." (Y/n) said and walked out the front door.

".. What the hell."

"That was a different reaction then expected."

"She knows."

"I guess so."

They all looked at Catwoman, who just smiled and they left, and brought (Y/n) home.