Dick looked up just in time to pause on the threshold of the living room; miraculously, Damian didn't, and so was subject to the delighted shriek and frenzied hug of an elated Stephanie, who planted a huge, exaggerated kiss on the twelve-year-olds head despite his furious, curse-ridden protests.

He grins widely, allowing his eyes to sweep the scene in front of the wide fire place; a blushing Damian and delighted Steph beside him; a cheerfully humming Helena and smiling Tim on the couch; Babs chattering eagerly to an attentive Cass not too far off, Alfred nearby with tray in hand and a small smile on his face.

A finger pokes his cheek, and he knows immediately it's Zatanna, sporting a Santa hat and smirking widely at the mistletoe hanging above them. "Steph's doing, I'm sure," he says, nonchalant.

She rolls her eyes. "Kiss me, Boy Wonder," she orders.

He does.