The Bat Family's Baby Bird (Private for Strawberry Surprise and Babygabrial)

[Strawberry Surprise]

Plot: Nightwing, also known as Dick Grayson, has been hiding a secret from everyone in the Bat Family and from the world. He's a closet ABDL. After losing his parents at a young age and not receiving much loving parenting from his adoptive father, regressing and being babied lets him go back to a much happier place and time. It's his favourite way to unwind and relax after a stressful night patrolling and kicking ass on the streets of Gotham. And it's his favourite mindset to be in whenever he's at home with people he trusts. Once he discovered it, he never looked back. At first, he stayed hidden, only becoming Little in his room with the door locked when no one was around. But, over time, he started to yearn for someone to take care of him; it was too lonely being Little by himself.

Thus, eventually, Dick mustered up the courage to tell his father, Bruce Wayne, and his grandfather, Alfred. It went surprisingly well. After taking a week or so to get used to the idea, Bruce told Dick that he could be as open as he wanted to with his Little side, so long as he was in the safety and privacy of the Wayne mansion, away from the media. He promised that he and Alfred would give Dick all the love and attention he missed out on growing up, and would do anything to make him happy. Bruce created an AB sized nursery and playground for Dick to enjoy and Dick's brother Tim is just discovering the truth about his brother and surprisingly, wants to help in taking care of his idol and be involved.

[Babygabrial]

Dick drives in on his bike early morning after making sure everything was all in check in Bludhaven. He got off knowing Bruce and Time were probably out patrolling still sunrise would be in about 30 minutes. Got over to Allred and gave him a big hug

[Strawberry Surprise]

Alfred was of course waiting in the bat cave for the family members to return, ready to check them for injuries or see if they needed anything. He smiled and returned the hug with enthusiasm. "Ah, Master Dick, good to see you've returned safely. How were things in Bludhaven?" he asked, releasing the young man to fix him with a warm smile.

"Are you hungry? I can prepare whatever you feel like having for breakfast. Or perhaps you'd prefer a warm bubble bath and a rest?" he questioned, wanting to do whatever would make the boy happy.

Bruce was driving back towards home with Tim in the batmobile after a fairly uneventful night with some petty local gang members that were easily taken care of. He drove into one of the batcave's secret entrances and soon parked the car and got out. Bruce stretched and yawned, glad to be finished work for the day.

Tim stepped out of the black car and noticed his older brother's bike parked in the cave. "Looks like Dick made it back before us" he commented with a smile "Glad he made it home". His stomach growled softly, making Tim let out a sheepish laugh "Heh, guess I'm hungry"


"A night of patrolling in the cold air will do that" Bruce replied with a smile, patting Tim's shoulder briefly as he walked past him towards the showers. "Let's get changed and have some breakfast. And check in with Dick"

[Babygabrial]

Dick chuckled, though it honestly sounded closer to a giggle. "How about all of the above Alfred. Things in Bludhaven got quite hectic for a while. KGBeast and Deathstroke both had jobs going on that I had to shut down" he says as he walks along with Alfred "it led to some pretty nasty scuffles" he says as he shows his suit which has a bullet hole in the arm and a big slash along the waist. You can see through those though and he has already gotten patched up it seems "It was so hectic I wasn't gonna leave until a buddy of mine, Victor, said he'd keep watch if it meant I'd take a little break to heal up and you know now that I could use some r and r and maybe somepampering" he says emphasizing that last word a bit to Alfred.

[Strawberry Surprise]

The mirthful chuckle was music to the butler's ears. Dick was always so cheerful and optimistic, reminding him of the boy's inner child.

Alfred nodded agreeably to the young man's comment while they began to walk through the cave and back towards the stairs leading up to the mansion. The butler lightly placed his hand on the center of Dick's back to guide him along and steady him should he sway or stumble. With this family, Alfred was well aware that people tried to hide injuries and tough things out.

"All right. Then how about we do it in this order; breakfast, followed by a bath and then a long nap?" he suggested, leaving Dick some say in the matter. "How would you feel about French toast bites with yoghurt parfait on the side and some sliced berries?" he offered, planning to arrange the meal on one of the childish plastic plates that had different sections to separate different types of food and cartoon characters decorating it.

"And goodness, that sounds quite eventful. Glad you made it back mostly intact this time. I can see you've treated them but do let me know if any of the injuries bother you" he stated, a hint of concern in his eyes as he looked the wounds over, analysing their dressings. He hoped Dick had taken painkillers and would offer some if not.

"I'm grateful you have some good friends to rely on" Dick made friends and connected with people so easily, it was almost superhuman, "Victor sounds like a decent character. It's good that he was kind enough to look out for your wellbeing. And you always have my admiration for your noble acts by night" he added fondly, genuinely proud of what Dick had been able to achieve in stopping bad things and bad people every time he went out as Nightwing. It wasn't an easy job being a superhero.

"Of course if you'd prefer something else for brekky, I'll be happy to make it for you. Just say the word" he continued conversationally, still guiding the boy up the stairs, knowing he was likely used to all-nighters fighting crime but was still probably a bit tired regardless.

"And certainly, we'll make sure to get you properly pampered, young sir" Alfred said with a playful wink, getting the hint. "How soon depends on whether you want to bathe before or after eating. I should think after, if you're going to eat while in Littlespace" he said, knowing Bruce had recently set up a high chair at the dining table for Dick, as well as a range of cute adult baby bibs for catching spills. They both knew he enjoyed being as little as possible and tried to accommodate for his needs.

Alfred led Dick through the secret entrance behind the grandfather clock and back into the house proper. "You've earned the right to plenty of rest and relaxation, young master. It pleases me to hear that you're thinking of your own wellbeing for once. Self care and self love are both important. Your Daddy and I will be happy to provide everything you need"

[Babygabrial]

Dick giggled a bit as Alfred referred to Brice as Daddy. Ever since this started he has been saying that as well. Only really calling him Bruce or Batman during work related affairs or if there was a guest at Wayne Manor, not that that happened much. "And i don't get as messy when you feed me instead of letting me feed myself" he says already slowly getting into headspace. He can snap in and out of it like its nothing kind of like how snaps in and out of being millionaire playboy Bruise Wayne "still can't exactly eat in my uniform so maybe grandaddy Alfred can get me undressed and i can have breakfast in just a diaper then have bathtime afterwards? " he says now leaning a bit on Alfred. He doesn't put all of his weight on the butler. After all even in littlespace Dick is still considerate of others. He doesn't want to accidentally hurt Alfred or anything. Then again everytime he thinks something like that is possible good ole Alfred does something jaw dropping like when he woke up in the middle of the night once and found his ankles held together and high in the air. Which is nothing special when Bruce does it but is eye opening when you realize its Alfred doing it.

[Strawberry Surprise]

His giggles at that word made Alfred smile fondly. Bruce was making a real effort to be a good father this time around, albeit very late. The man had been learning that it was okay to show his softer side, to let his guard down. A lesson he should have learned much earlier but it was better late than never.

Alfred nodded once at Dick's statement with a small chuckle "That's true. You do tend to be quite the little mess maker. Although it's cute to watch you make a mess, I'd be happy to feed you today. Let me take care of all the little details so you can relax" he said graciously, amused by the boy's innocent honesty. He began to steer Dick towards his nursery when he mentioned getting into a diaper first. "It would be my pleasure, sweetheart. Come, let's go to your nursery and find a nice, soft diaper for you"

Alfred took Dick's weight easily, used to having an injured Bruce lean on him on other occasions, and Dick being much smaller and lighter than he. He pushed open the door to the nursery when they reached the room and half carried his young master inside, towards a changing table with a padded mat decorated with little robin birds in fun colours. He stopped and turned to Dick, reaching for the suit "All right, we'd better get this suit off. It needs repairs anyway" he said, and began to help Dick undress, doing most of the work for him. "Do you want to tell me which diaper you'd like to wear this morning, baby?" he asked, eyeing the stacks of different diapers under the changing table. They had every kind of AB diaper available on the market currently.

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While Alfred took care of Dick, Bruce and Tim finished getting cleaned up and dressed in civilian clothing and made their way to the dining table to await breakfast. Bruce grabbed his newspaper which Alfred had collected and laid on the space where he usually sat, and began perusing the paper.

Tim meanwhile, pulled out his phone and started to check his messages and social media. He looked at the large new highchair that sat near the table and smiled, amused by the cuteness of the up-sized object. "Dick really enjoys being a baby, huh?" he asked his adoptive father. "You sure you don't spoil him, buying all that stuff?"

Bruce shook his head and chuckled "No. It's impossible to spoil him now. I'm just glad he trusts me enough to fully open up and be himself, and that he wants me to be a part of his life still, even after I let him down while he grew up. I'm...grateful to him for helping me learn how to be a better father. Wish I'd known of this side of him sooner"

[Babygabrial]

Dick smiled as he slipped out of his suit and mask. He began looking at all of his designer diapers and picked the yellow one with teddy bears on it. "That one will do Grandaddy" he says seeing Alfred as more of another father figure than just a butler. The Waynes always saw Alfred as family but Dick figured a baby needs a granddaddy more than a buttler.he layed back and looked up at his mobile over the changing table. He had the most lavish and luxurious nursery money could buy. A master bedroom sized nursery with an adult sized crib with his name etched into it, a large changing table that is able to be adjusted to whatever height is needed, a large toybox filled to the brim with baby toys, a rocking chair that can recline for when baby needs to be held. A closet loaded with diapers and clothes from some of the best designers in America. Even has a plasma screen tv with surround sound speaks for when Baby Dick wants to watch his shows.

[Strawberry Surprise]

He looked at the diaper, smiling at being called Grandaddy "Oh, good choice. Teddy bears are a classic and well loved motif" Alfred praised.

Alfred helped the young man climb up onto the table, putting an arm behind him to support his back and neck as he aided him in lying down. "That's it, there we go" he encouraged kindly as Dick got comfortable on the table, watching the mobile slowly spin above him, its toys twisting slightly from the motion. He gently took the diaper from him and laid it aside, reaching to slip Dick's underwear down and off. He then took a wipes warmer from under the table and tugged a handful of warm wipes out, beginning to clean sweat and grime from his little boy.

Once Alfred was sure Dick's skin was all clean, he gently touched the side of his thigh "Bottoms up, sweetie" he said, sliding the opened diaper underneath him when Dick obeyed. He applied some lightly scented powder and rubbed it in before taping the diaper up and making sure the leg gathers were positioned properly and the diaper fit comfortably.

"There we go, you're all set. Up you come" he said softly, leaning down to help pull Dick up into a sitting position, one arm going around his back. He straightened up and looked fondly at his grandson, stroking some of Dick's hair back from his forehead while his other hand gently held him by the waist. "All ready for breakfast, my boy?" he asked. "If you didn't get a chance to go potty all night then feel free to use your diaper any time, dear. It's not good for your body to hold it in all night. Come along and we'll get you something yummy to fill that little tummy" he said, smiling playfully as he rhymed the words and gave Dick's tummy a light tickle.

[Babygabrial]

Dick had been smiling ear to ear throughout that entire change. He loved when he was called pet names like sweetie and darling. He loved when Barb and Kori called him pet names romantically and he loved when certain people called him baby names when he is in little space. Omce he is up and helped off the table the young acrobat jumps up and wraps his arms and legs around the much older man. Anyone normal would fall over but Dick knew Alfred probably saw it coming and probably would have picked him up anyway. He definitely would take Alfred up on his diaper offer in a bit but for now it's time for baby to have nice soft foods. Dick with his well trained senses knows Tim and Bruce are back. Tim probably would be heading to school in a bit and Bruce had work but at least he'd see them before they left.