Strolling in the night, a middle age couple walk through the arching bridge over the crystalline pond, they stop at the high point of the bridge admiring the light of the moon on the pond. Behind the couple, two figures quickly passed by the couple, silently.

The cloaked figure gliding in the air turned to look behind them for their hooded companion, who was

"Hurry up, Tommy! Mother is expecting us to be home in less than 5 minutes. You know how Father and she get when we're late for dinner."

"It's Robin to you when we are in patrol Black Bat. And I know how they get, 'Thomas, you know how much we worry about the two of you when you don't get home on time.' Like come on, I can kick anyone's butt."

Sixteen-year-old Arella Wayne rolled her purple-green eyes at her younger brother under her black cloak. "We have been out here for about 2 hours and all we've done was stop one guy from robbing an old lady. Plus, I need to use the restroom."

"We also need to give them our decision. And I told you to use the bathroom when we were home."

Using her mother's signature mantra, she lifted her brother. Then opened a black portal and threw him into it and following him in the portal.

Landing on his bottom ungracefully in the famous Batcave, 14-year-old Thomas Wayne scowled at his sister, who gracefully floated out of the portal.

"Just because you have mom's powers doesn't mean you have to show off to everyone else who don't have powers, like me!"

She returned the scowl with a glare, "But you have grandfather's and father's training. You're almost as proficient in hand-to-hand combat as mother, who was trained by father and Uncle Richard."

Thomas rolled his green eyes, that he inherited from his father, "You were trained by them too! See it's not fair at all! You get all the cool powers –"

"And you get all the cool weapons that I had as Robin, and from the past Robins before you, Thomas."

Both teens turned to look over at the entrance of the Batcave for the sight of their father, Damian Wayne, with a raised eyebrow with somewhat soften green eyes and his arms crossed. He leaned on the entrance frame staring at his children, "You two made it in 4.7 seconds to spare. So, if you two are done bickering, your mother and I will be waiting for you two to in the dining room to eat as a family. And we also want to know about your decision."

"Sorry Baba." "Sorry dad."

"Apologies accepted. Now hurry."

After their father left, both teens ran to their rooms and changed into regular clothing. Arella came out wearing a Batman T-shirt (her cousin Mar'i bought it for her), black sweatpants on and black slippers. While Thomas wore a simple red long-sleeved shirt, black shorts, and black flip-flops. They both then met their parents in the dining room; they spotted their mother putting a pan full of vegetarian casserole and their father grabbing the glasses of water and placing them on the dining table.

Thomas walked up to his mother and placed a kiss on her cheek. "Casserole smells great, Mom!"

His mother gave him a small smile, "Thank you, Tommy. Now go help your father set up the table, while Arella and I finish preparing the food."

He smiled brightly and ran toward his father. Arella walked toward the kitchen to meet her mother, who was currently looking through Alfred's old cookbook, "How can I help you?"

Raven turned to look at her eldest daughter and gave her a kiss on her forehead. She then spoke to her daughter, "You can prepare yours and your brother's favorite salad."

She nodded her head, "Okay."

After fifteen minutes of finishing with the preparations, the family sat together across from each other making small talk about different things: Arella's next dance recital, Thomas' next track meet, Damian's job at Wayne Enterprise and working with the Justice League, and Raven's work with the New Teen Titans and at Gotham High.

In the middle of the conversations, the violet-eyed hybrid felt a small tinge of fear coming from her youngest son. She turned to face Thomas, who currently was playing with his food (he usually eats everything).

"Is something bothering you, Tommy?"

He looked up from his plate and met his mother's warm eyes. He then glanced at his sister's mixed eyes, who had the same expression as his.

He sighed, "Arella and I thought about the offer that Uncle Gar gave us."

Damian rose his eyebrow, "What did you guys agree on?"

The youngest Wayne looked at his sister for help.

"We both agreed that we want to join the Titans."

The parents looked at each other in a silent conversation for what seemed like eternity. Damian broke their stare and looked at his beloved offspring with pursed lips and scrunched eyebrows.

Arella and Thomas looked at each other.

They turned to look at his father, who now had a genuine smile and soft green eyes. And their mother with a similar expression.

"If that's what you two wants, then we'll talk to Garfield about letting you two join them."

The two smiled at their parents. Thomas got up from his seat and hugged both his parents, while Arella gave them a simple smile, that they both returned. Her mother opened her arm for Arella to join the hug, which she got up and did.

Their mother spoke after being released from their grip, "Of course, we still want you two to attend school. You'll only be in Jump City for missions and mandatory training, but other than that you two will be here in Gotham."

"Yes, mom!" "Of course, Mother."

Their father cleared his throat, "It's official Thomas and Arella Wayne, you two will be joining the Titans. We'll call him in the morning. Now let's finish and clean, so you two could finish up homework."

Both teenagers grinned at their parents and nodded their heads. The rest of the night was spent like any other day, minus the excitement that Arella and Thomas had thinking about their potential future of becoming heroes like their parents were.