This is a series of stories surrounding Bruce and Diana and the AU where they are married and raising their children. Please Review!

Background Info

The Kids

Dick- 25 years old.

Jason - 19 years old

Tim- 17 years old

Elena- One of my two OCs, at 16 she is the oldest daughter of Bruce and Diana.

Damian- 10 years old

Lydia- My other OC, at 7 she is Bruce and Diana's youngest daughter.

Sunday Night Dinner

Behind the refined walls of Wayne Manor the family gathered for dinner, but most wouldn't expect what happens behind those walls- this was a side the media didn't see.

"Ow!" Tim yelled as a spoon connected with the side of his head

"Damian! What have we said about throwing silverware?" Bruce said sternly.

"I remember, you told me not to throw knives at Drake, that was a spoon."

"Way to find a loophole demon spawn." Jason said in between large bites of stuffing .

"Jason, please don't provoke your brother." Diana said with a frustrated sigh.

"Todd is not my brother!"

"Dami you sure are cranky tonight aren't you?" Dick asked with a smirk.

"Do not call me that infernal nickname, Grayson!"

"Maybe he needs a nap?" Lydia asked innocently. Most of the table couldn't help but chuckle.

"Nah Lydi, I think he might just be hungry." Elena said with a wide smile as she released her roll. It flew across the table and hit Damian square in the forehead.

"I cannot believe I share the Wayne name with you. You are so immature."

"Yeah, but it's pretty fun." Jason said as he flicked a spoonful of mashed potatoes at Dick. Dick returned with stuffing hitting Tim square in the chest. Lydia let out a squeal as she sent a carrot sailing through the air. Soon food was flying through the air from every direction. Diana and Bruce's eyes met and they picked up their plates.

Alfred continued to clean the kitchen as the noises from the dining room grew louder. He turned to see Diana and Bruce enter the kitchen and sit down at the kitchen island to finish eating.

"Typical family dinner, Sir?" Alfred turned and asked. Bruce's only response was a bat glare.