~~~~~~~Wayne Manor, Dining Room, 7:48, All Present~~~~~~~
They ate in silence, tension heavy in the air between all of them, minus Alfred, who happily hummed as he cleaned the kitchen. The four sons of the Bat were looking at each other with their eyes as they ate, having a silent conversation. When dinner was finished, the only female at the table stood up.
"Richard, you are to clear the table, Timothy, you will assist Damian with whatever he needs, and (M/N), you will wash the dishes, and if I see a single mark on them, you will be beaten." Talia said, not even aware that Bruce was at the table, and before he could protest, his youngest son spoke up.
"You do realise that my uncle's job is to do most of the things you're telling us to do, right? And why are you ordering us three around anyway? You aren't our mother, you're only Damian's, you don't have any parental authority over us! Only Bruce does, and even when he's at the table, you still act like some sort of military general! You can wash your own dishes if you want them done that badly then!" (M/N) glared at her.
She was fuming. "THAT'S IT! GO TO YOUR ROOM!"
"I was planning to anyway." He wheeled out, up to his and Damian's shared room, and maneuvered himself onto his bed, hissing at the pain whenever his broken legs hit something too hard. When he successfully got himself comfortable under the covers, he shucked his shirt and jeans, and dozed off in just his underwear, which was the designated sleepwear in the room.
Damian walked in about half an hour later. "Mother's fuming, but Father's calming her down. You were pretty brave back there, not many people can yell at an assassin and live to tell the tail, let alone Talia Al Ghul. But to be honest, it's cute when you get angry at her." He sat on the bed next to his younger brother.
"Hey, now that we're technically brothers, does that mean that we have to end our relationship?" The two had been going out for a while before (M/N) was adopted by the Bat, and the topic of their relationship was a bit rocky, but they'd continued it in private. Dick and Tim knew about it, but they hadn't told anyone.
Alfred knew as well, but that was unknown to the rest. He'd caught them stealing a kiss before patrol once, but had never spoken about it.
"We continue it as planned. But stop changing the subject. You do realise that Mother will be verbally attacking you more than usual now, correct?