It’s been a day since you took Damina to your house, you’ve noticed mini cameras popping up everywhere. Not in weird places but just like the living room or the kitchen.
And you’ve been destroying them subtly, like dropping pot on one. Or throwing something into the room. The reason you didn’t confront him about it is that.
You wanna see what he’s intentions are, like is he doing this because Bruce told him to? Or for his mother and grandfather?
You could never be too sure, it’s only been a week since that conversation with Talia. You don’t know when Damian last Spoke with her.
It’s sad really the one thing you didn’t want your nephew to inherit. His parents' personalities, Bruce’s paranoia and his Morales.
Killing people is bad, but putting a murderer in jail, and then them breaking out the next day to kill some more people?
Than that just makes you no better than the murderer.
Talia’s obsession with things going her way exactly.
The only difference is Damian’s ego, being raised in the league. Means being taught, not to underestimate your opponents.
And while Bruce’s doesn’t really have an ego, yeah he might get a little cocky every once and a while.
But his paranoia makes him overestimate his opponents.
So where did Damian get that ego? Did he somehow get it from you? Maybe it’s because he use to be around you all the time when he was a baby.
Oh he was the cutest little thing ever! Oh it’s just like yesterday he couldn’t even talk.
Ah how you missed those days, because now all you get is attitude.but back in topic.
You did have an ego, but not as bad as he’s. Ok maybe you were worse when you were younger but that was years ago!
You’ve grown, and matured a lot. Especially with you traveling around the world and other places.
“Auntie” Damian spoke, walking into your room like he’s been there before.
“ you’ve got a cat? Not one but three. And you didn’t tell me.”
Looks like he’s find your cats, three beautiful little kittys.
One boy, and two girls. All from the same litter, you would have taken the rest too.
But someone beat you to it, they took the mom too. Only leaving three black, white and orange Fluffy cats for you to grab.
Lily was a sort of dark brown and a little bit of black fluffy mix. With a medium piece of her chest hair being white, alone with a little spot above her nose. With big green eyes.
Lucy, along with her sister was fluffy. With light brown, a little bit of orange, black and white fur. Majority of her nose was black, and she had a little scratch that’s orange near her left eye.
Luck is less fluffy than his sisters. He’s black and orange. And has hazel eyes! He always comes up to Lily to steal some of her warmth. He would do this to Lucy but she bites him for it.
“Yes, their names are Luck, Lucy, and lily. Have you meet them yet?” You ask, your cats aren’t the kindest to new people.
And with your nephew being an animal person…well.
You know he wouldn’t take it too well if some of his favorite animals didn’t like him very much.
“Yes I have, their fur is beautiful. Are they all from the same litter?” Damian questioned.
He never knew you liked animals, nonetheless cats. You seemed more like a crow kind person, but who was Damian to judge?
Lmao y’all thought this was gon be important for the plot huh? Nopeeeeee
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