Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
Duke woke up to a lively and full house. Which is weird all things considered that everyone except him tended to be asleep.
As he looked over his shoulder to stare at the clock on his bedside table, he read 1 am. Definitely too early for him. But not late enough for the rest of the family to go to bed.
As Duke begrudgingly flips his covers off of him as he thinks to himself. ‘Why is everyone here? If it was a big important mission they would’ve woken me up. Right?’
As Duke walks down the stairs into the library there is this humongous tree that would be impossible to miss. You could hear Steph loudly singing Christmas carols as she swings off her grappling hook to put on ornaments. Dick looking both ecstatic about the decorations and worried that Steph might fall. Jason is in the bay window reading a book that Duke can’t make out.
As he moves his head slightly to other side of the library there is Cass and Damian making snowflakes. It is clear that Damian was coerced into the activity. But he doesn’t seem to mind it at the moment.
As Duke looks around the room he is filled with the worry of just breathing wrong would break his domestic peace that has encased the library. In an effort to preserve the peace, he finds himself staying to the side. Away from everyone. Just watching them interact with each other. Or in Jason’s case, watching him melt into the atmosphere.
Hours pass. Jason grabs more books with every passing hour. Cass and Damian both made enough snowflakes to cover every inch of the manor. Steph had successfully managed to decorate every empty space in the library by 3:30. Tim had walked in at some point to sit on the floor staring at the tree while he sipped on his coffee.
The sun started to rise. Slowly but surely. The sun painted the library in shades of gold. Encapsulating the moment into Dukes mind. Entrapping the moment in all their minds.
In all their years of being a ‘family’ this was their first Christmas together. And it all began to send a chill of dread within them all. All of them just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Just waiting when it will come crashing down.
But till then they would enjoy this Christmas together. Fearing it might be the last.