Batfam x Doppleganger! Reader (Part 1)
Synopsis: You secretly live with them but one terrible fever made you blow your cover
Living with them was easy.
You'd been there long enough to have studied their mannerisms and speech patterns. Like the way they talked, how they would fidget or how they'd react in certain circumstances.
He was one if the easiest to impersonate. He barely spoke, always held a stoic expression and never really was seen around the manor.
Most of the time you'd use his likeness to go wherever you wanted and no one questioned you since... who would question Bruce Wayne?
Dick however was a little tough to do.
What you've gathered from your little study is that Richard was always trying to mold himself into what he thought the person needed to see him as and frankly speaking it was tiring.
Often times using his likeness meant you'd have to put up with his siblings crap to an almost extreme extent and you really couldn't hold out any longer when situations like that happened.
He was also a form that you couldn't use very often since most of the time he'd be in Blüdhaven.
Tim was your go to in any situation since he was either out on CEO business or cooped up in his room.
You'd related to his character alot since being in a house full of vigilantes always meant that you'd have to be alert in most situations if you didn't want to be caught. Which meant that you'd developed a serious case of insomnia.
Whenever they found you as Tim they'd leave you be because most of the time you'd be passed out on a couch or laying in one of the many comfortable beds around the manor.
They knew Tim needed his sleep so they never stuck around long enough to question why he wasn't in his room.
Damian was one form you'd refused to take on.
Most of the time he needed to be at school. Which meant that you could never walk around the house without being questioned as to why you weren't currently at home.
Like that one time Alfred caught you stealing food in the kitchen on a weekday and nearly sent you to school along with the real Damian.
On other occasions you'd never be able to fully keep up his persona and sometimes let a couple things slip.
Like that one time you'd done something uncharacteristically out of place. Like actually laughing at Dick's jokes, something Damian would never do.
Unlike the rest of his siblings Jason was completely out of the question. He was never in the manor and whenever he was he would always be scrutinized for causing trouble do walking around as him would be very inconvenient.
Now you'd never thought the day would come when you'd actually be caught.
You were so alert and vigilant, always making sure to not overstep or do anything that would rise suspicion but sadly that just wasn't enough.
It was a particularly harsh time of year for you, hay fever had kicked in.
Your throat was itchy, you were sneezing left and right and you were all alone the cold damp attic of the manor.
Usually around this time of year you needed to stay low-key, always hiding in the attic and making sure no one saw you.
Being sick would always mess with your ability.
Anytime you tried impersonating anyone it would always turn out weird or in some situations grotesque.
Multiple fingers would sprout onto each hand, random eyeballs would generate in peculiar parts of your body and sometimes you'd generate the wrong amount of hair all over your body. Ending up looking like a character straight out of a big foot.
Sometimes different body parts wouldn't finish generating or would be missing entirely.
Like the stump of your arm would be missing but you'd still have a hand connected to your shoulder.
Maybe you'd generate something more tame like the wrong eye color or your own physical features would show through. (Like freckles, stretch marks or beauty marks)
All in all it was horrible.
So when you realized that your stash of food for the month had run out so quickly you dreaded having to take up on one if their forms.
This time you'd taken on the form of Tim Drake, maybe they'd leave you alone if they thought you were their sleep deprived brother.
Sadly the transformation didn't turn out right.
Your eyes were the wrong shade if blue, your nose sitting a bit lower down in your fad and you'd generated several more fingers than necessary.
Even though you'd generated Tim's face your own features somehow shined through leaving a weird mixture of your features and his clashing together.
Seeing yourself like that nearly made you bring up whatever junk food you'd eaten earlier but you'd have to pull through.
Quickly you hopped down from the misplaced wooden board in their ceiling and made your way through the manor. Maybe you'd be lucky to find no one home.
Making your way down to the kitchen was fairly easy which was odd since it was a weekend which meant almost everyone would be home but you disregarded that and instead focused on grabbing things from the pantry.
You'd been so engrossed in your actions that you didn't notice the figure creeping up behind you.
They just stared at you as you continued taking stuff from the pantry.They seem paralyzed at what they were seeing.
When you finally turned around to exit the kitchen you'd frozen immediately.
You didn't know what to say.
The figure in front of you who you'd come to realize was Tim Drake himself had caught you.
You'd tried to stay silent and not move, wondering if you stood completely still would you just disappear in his eyes but sadly the sneeze that was bubbling in your chest said otherwise.
The sneeze causing you to shift painfully between the many forms you'd taken on before finally switching back to your normal self.
Well you just significantly screwed yourself.
Before the situation could get any worse you made the first move, choosing to slide past his frozen figure and bolt back to the attic.
Knowing Tim you wouldn't have enough time to get out of here before he'd alerted everyone of your presence in the manor.
Meanwhile in the bat cave
"Guys, I just ran into myself...grabbing food from the kitchen" Tim slowly descended the stairs with a confused expression settling on his tired face.
"You sure you didn't just start hallucinating?" Damian asked.
"No he's right, look at this" Bruce motioned towards the monitor. It seems that he'd been surfing the security camera footage while you'd chosen to look for food.
A video of you hastily walking through the hallways earlier played on the screen.
The fine details of your figure could be seen in the monitor, like the multiple fingers hanging off your palm and the severely different face that resembled Tim to an extent.
Then the monitor switched to another video of you standing in the kitchen, your body was swaying dangerously from side to side as you tried to reach their pantry. It seems you were more sick than you yourself were aware of.
A couple seconds later Tim came into the kitchen followed by you turning around and switching between different members of the family before settling on to what seems to be your real form.
"That's unnerving" Damian commented.
"I know right they had like nine fingers" Tin shuddered at the sight of your hands before noticing Dick quickly leaving the room.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"To meet our new roommate"
"Shouldn't we get to know them first before you allow then to live here permanently" Tim asked only to be ignored by Dick's quick moving form.
"Shouldn't you be stopping him" Tim turned back to Bruce.
"With father's history I doubt he'd mind adding them to the family" Damian stated.
So I guess welcome to the family?
