Summary: As always the Wayne family attend a charity ball along with Alfred, when the Batboys ask Bruce to dance he chooses someone completely different.

Third person pov...

The Batboys were complaining along with Bruce, they had to attend another charity ball this was the third one this week and they boys were all annoyed and pissed off Bruce was annoyed as well, Alfred was the only one not affected and was in a positive mood as always.

As the Wayne family walk in they are surrounded my reporters and other rich people wanting ti tlak to them so Dick and Jason pick up Damian and Tim before running away to a corner shouting back to Bruce behind then left with Alfred "We'll leave them to you Bruce" Yells Dick

Bruce glares at his Son while Alfred chuckles behind him "those Brats" he grumbles before putting on his Brucie smile and socialising.

Time skip...

A few hours later the boys appear in front of Bruce smiling sheepishly apart from Damian, Dick grinned "sorry for leaving you B" he said

Jason smirked "yeah totally didn't plan it before leaving" he said the smirk told Bruce that they had planned it before.

Tim shrugged, Bruce sighed at his sons. Before spending the rest of the night together. "I apologise Father Grayson and Todd made me" said the youngest son.

"Fuck odd Demonbrat!" Exclaimed Jason while Dick smiled ans ruffled Damianz hair "of course little D" making the boy push him amazing glaring at hid family while Tim laughed behind his hand.

When everyone began dancing the Batboys turned to Bruce and held out their hands to the billionaire

Dick was grinning "Bruce!"

Jason was blushing and looked to the side "...Bruce"

Tim was smiling ear to ear holding hus hand out "Bruce."

Lastly Damian was standing with his hand up a determined look on his face "Father!"

Bruce looked at them in confusion even the other Rick families were looking at them wondering what Bruce will do, instead he grinned at his Sons and turned around.

He then walked up to Alfred and hled his hand out "Alfred" he siad smiling at his father figure. Alfred had a shocked but happy lok on his face.

"Master Bruce" he said smiling before taking the man's hand and they walked onto the dance floor.

All four Boys mouth were wide open. "WHAT" they yelled as their dad smirked and yelled back "sorry boys ill leave them to you four" he said as the boys were jumped by the crowd wanting ti dance with them.

Alfred chuckled "very daring Sir" he said hearing the yells from his 'grandsons'

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot!

Word count: 453