Wow, im shocked I got this done before midnight! I’m usually like the very last entry for Misfit day! I really wish this book came to be. Art by me. Tribute to Misfit and the team book that never quite got off the ground!
Request: Hi! Love your writing ❤️💗❤️💗❤️💗 Anyway, I was wondering if you could do a prompt where Dick’s wife, Y/N, tells him she’s pregnant on Christmas? Bat fam included and lots of fluff pls! Thanks so much! 😘
A/N: 6 MORE DAYS TO GO
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Ever since you found out that you were pregnant, the world seemed brighter and more peaceful. Was this normal for future mothers, or was it just you?
You and Dick have been trying for a baby ever since your wedding night, but it had been almost two years since then and you both had slowly begun to lose hope.
But then you started throwing up in the mornings.
At first you thought that maybe it was a result of something you ate, which wasn’t unusual for a woman to think. That speculation was soon eliminated when you realized that you had also missed your period.
After getting a blood test, (you really didn’t want to urinate in a cup or on a stick) your doctor confirmed that you were indeed pregnant.
You decided conspire with Damian, who had been surprisingly ecstatic about the news, to come up with a way to tell Dick.
Seeing as Christmas was only a few more days away, Damian suggested you reveal your pregnancy then. And you agreed.
Days seemed to pass by like months, but eventually December 25th did com.
You almost regretted agreeing with Damian’s plan because, even though you knew that Dick would no doubt be happy about becoming a father, you couldn’t help but list out all the negative outcomes.
Stephanie, from her spot beside Tim, furrowed her eyebrows worriedly as she watched you continuously glance over at Dick. “Are you all right, Y/N? You look like you’re about to throw up.”
She said this quite loud and you internally groaned.
You loved Stephanie, but out of all the times she had to ask you about how you were, it had to be on the day you didn’t want her to.
Almost immediately all eyes were all you and Dick was by your side in a second.
“I’m fine” you said, smiling weakly. You dismissed Dick’s natural mother hen instincts and squeezed his hand assuringly, “Don’t worry about me, babe. I’m just nervous about whether or not you guys’ll like your gifts.“
Damian rolled his eyes and scoffed, “You do not have anything to worry about, Y/N. I am certain Grayson will treasure his.“
There was a brief pause.
Tim and Jason exchanged mutual looks of amusement before they bursted out laughing.
"D-Did the brat j-just make a s-sarcastic remark about s-sex, replacement?” Jason stuttered, trying to get his words out.
Tim nodded his head vigorously and responded, “I think h-he did, Jay!"
Dick and Stephanie appeared startled while you glowered at them for their immature comment. They had such dirty minds!
"Imbeciles!” Damian ridiculed, “How dare you think I would ever do such a thing. Unlike you, Drake and especially unlike you, Todd, I have morals and I would never—"
"Go against your precious Grayson.” Jason mocked, “Yeah, yeah, we know, sport. Stop kissing Dickie’s ass for once, will ya? It’s embarrassing to watch."
"You two are so childish.” Stephanie huffed, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
Damian, who was currently as red as a baboon’s butt, marched over to the large Christmas tree and pulled out a small box from underneath.
Your eyes widened. It was the box that contained your test results from the clinic.
You watched helplessly as Damian shoved it in Dick’s hand.
Flabbergasted and not knowing what to do, Dick stared at both his little brother and the box.
“Tt, it is not rocket science, Grayson; open it.” Damian demanded, annoyance evident in his tone.
Closing your eyes, you anxiously waited for the surprised gasp to escape your husband’s lips. And sure enough, a second or two later, it did.
Most people: It’s August, that means it’s Pre-Pre-Halloween month!!! *brings out a variety of skeletons, spider webs, assorted dress ups and pumpkin carving tools*
Matthew Patrick: It’s August, that means it’s Stephanie’s birthday month, therefore I hereby dedicate this whole month to her and the appreciation of how amazing and beautiful my wonderful wife is *pulls out hundreds of nostalgic photos, buys all the white roses in L.A., ensures everyone knows it’s International Appreciate Stephanie Patrick month*
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