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Wayne family road trips are never peaceful. Packed into Bruce’s SUV, everyone quickly realizes—there are too many people and not enough seats.

Bruce is driving (because no one else “does it right”), while Barbara claims the front seat, occasionally side-eyeing his questionable turns.

The second row is a disaster. Dick and Jason are stuck together—already a bad idea. Dick hums annoyingly, Jason looks ready to throw him out, and Tim is crushed between them, half-asleep and regretting his life choices.

The third row isn’t better. Stephanie and Cassandra are squished in, Damian sits beside them, scowling, and Duke is just trying to survive with his headphones in.

And you—the youngest—have no seat at all.

“This is ridiculous,” Damian huffs. “I should have priority seating.”

“You’re, like, three inches taller. Chill,” Stephanie says.

Jason groans. “Alright, whose lap is the gremlin sitting in?”

Before you can protest, Dick grins and pulls you into his lap. “Better me than Jason, trust me.”

Jason shrugs. “I wouldn’t drop them.”

Dick raises a brow. “But you’d complain.”

“Yeah,” Jason admits.

Five minutes in, and it’s pure chaos. Tim’s dozing off, Jason and Dick are this close to fighting, Damian grumbles about “forced bonding,” and Stephanie and Duke are taking selfies.

Bruce? Completely unfazed. Just driving like he doesn’t hear a thing.

This is going to be a long trip.