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”I cannot believe you are getting to go to a party being thrown by THE Wayne’s even I never got to go to one of those” Barbara Gordon’s best friend, Dinah Lance spoke, as they both stared at the TV
Barbara rolled her eyes watching as the TV show flashed one of the many Wayne boys who was being interviewed by ’Good Morning Gotham’
Barbara grabbed a dress from her closet and held it to herself, in front of the mirror she didn't follow them too closely, she knew some about the famous political family but not much. Bruce Wayne’s father was the Mayor of Gotham for many years before running for Congress, a spot he held till he decided to run for president and was sadly assassinated early into his campaign
Then when Bruce came of age he became Mayor of Gotham and was currently in the race to become Governor of New York.
“Wanna take my place?” Barbara asked twirling in the mirror. And frowning at the dress. “I need to go shopping” she huffed
Dinah smiled “How are you not excited?”
Barbara shrugged “Only reason my dad was invited was because he got Bruce Wayne’s equally rich buddy Oliver Queen out of a DUI and stopped the press from hearing about it.”
Dinah bite her lip at the mention of Oliver Queen, they had a small fling shortly before his DUI stint. She was just thankful she wasn’t with him the night all that happened. “And since you don’t care about going to the annual Wayne spring Gala why are you so concerned about the dress you wear?” Dinah grinned as she watched her friend fumble through her closet
Barbara looked over her shoulder rolling her eyes “Just cause I’m not excited to go doesn’t mean I don’t want to look good.”
Dinah shrugged “Can't argue with you there. Wanna go shopping?”
Barbara smiled “Yes, cause these dresses all scream teenager. And I’m 21 now” she pointed to her slightly older friend
Dinah laughed lightly “I agree, and being that I did have a small fling with Oliver Queen I can help you pick out the perfect dress.”
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Dick sighed “Bruce do I have to?” He looked across the breakfast table at his adoptive father
Bruce nodded “Yes, it’s crucial”
The 21-year-old furrowed his eyebrows “For what?”
“For his political campaign.” Alfred-Bruce’s childhood guardian and current campaign manager explained
Dick turned his attention toward the elderly man as he placed a plate of pancakes in front of him “Thank you” he acknowledged “But please explain to me how is me pretending to date Bette Kane good for the governor campaign?”
Alfred nodded “Bette’s father is one of the most prolific fashion designers in the country. Bruce Wayne’s adopted son dating her could put Bruce in so many tabloids and up his popularity majorly.”
Dick shook his head “Yeah but I’ve known Bette since I was 15. She’s a stuck up bitch.”
“Yeah but she’s hot” Jason- Dick’s 18-year-old adopted brother spoke up from the opposite end of the table. His mouth full of food
Dick held a finger up “That means nothing”
Jason chuckled ”Tell Bruce that.”
“Jason!” Bruce barked
Jason grabbed his plate, standing “I’m going to outside to eat.”
As Jason walked toward the door he passed Tim, standing in the hall “I wouldn’t go in there if I were you.” He warned the 15-year-old
Tim rose an eyebrow “Why? It’s pancake day and I’m starving.”
Jason eyed him “Get the cakes and get out. Alfie and Bruce are trying to convince Dickie to aid in the campaign by staging a fake relationship with Bette Kane.”
Tim winced “Thanks for the heads up. I’ll meet you outside with my breakfast.”
Jason nodded “I’ll be in the gazebo “
Tim smiled “If I’m not out in 10 send Damian for help”