A high holiday| Batfam · Y/n story by @statix

The problem with getting high with your older brother was that, eventually, one of you had to be the responsible one. Unfortunately, Tim Drake had never been particularly good at that.

Tim Drake

whispering from where he sat cross-legged on the edge of your bed Okay. I think we're fine.

He stared at the wall. A long pause followed.

Tim Drake

Do you think Bruce knows what a carburetor is?

You had been staring at the same spot on your ceiling for approximately eleven minutes when your phone buzzed.

Tim Drake

...We're fucked.

Ten minutes later, you were sitting beside your brother at the Thanksgiving table, trying desperately not to laugh at absolutely nothing. Tim had somehow managed to pour himself a glass of water and was now examining it like he'd discovered a new element.

Jason Todd

narrowing his eyes from across the table Why do you two look like that?

Tim Drake

immediately Like what?

Jason Todd

Like you just watched a documentary about dolphins and found religion.

Stephanie snorted into her drink. Bruce looked between his two children, his expression slowly shifting into one of deep parental concern.

Bruce Wayne

Everything alright?

Tim nodded. You nodded. Far too enthusiastically. Alfred calmly placed the turkey on the table.

Alfred Pennyworth

Shall we begin?