*Camera pans over a tented Wayne Manor, the family seen putting luggage into the family cars.*

Confessional-Duke

"So, while the house is being fumigated, we are being put up in a hotel. I cannot wait to see how this plays out."

*Intro video plays*

*Camera shows a shot of the front of a hotel, shifts to the hotel lobby where Bruce and Selina are talking to the front desk clerk. Jason and Dick are in the background standing next to Tim, who sleeps on a chair. They are placing open travel brochures on his body, tucking them in his clothes. Helena sees this and rolls her eyes, texting someone on her phone. Duke and Cass are playing paper football in the cafe . Damian has his headphones in, staring out the window. Terry is with Alfred.*

"What do you mean there are only two rooms available?"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Kyle, but all of our rooms are booked. We only have two double rooms available at the moment."

*Bruce and Selina walk to the side and talk in hushed voices. The camera zooms in on Bruce's face. A vein under his left eye twitches.*

Confessional-Jason

"Fucking told you so."

*Bruce walks back up to the clerk*

"We'll take them both."

"Alright. Here are your keys and spare keys. Rooms Five-oh-eight and five-oh-nine. Enjoy your stay."

*Bruce and Selina go back to their family, gathering them up. Jason pulls out an airhorn and blows it, startling Tim awake. He falls out of the chair, the brochures crumpling against him.*

"Fuck! So many paper cuts!"

"Sir, no airhorns in the lobby."

*Bruce sighs as Jason snickers. He holds his hand out and Jason groans, throwing his head back as he turns the airhorn over to his dad, muttering curses under his breath. The family leaves the lobby.*

*In one of the hotel rooms gathers Helena, Dick, Jason, Duke, Cass, and Tim. They are fighting over who gets the beds and who has to sleep on the floor.*

"Well, me and Cass definitely get a bed."

"Why? Because you are ladies?"

"Exactly."

"That's sexist."

"Do you want to deal with a Cass who got a poor nights sleep?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Good point, you got me there."

"So, you guys can deal with who shares the other bed and who sleeps on the floor. I'm checking out the pool. Coming Cass?"

"See ya."

*Cass and Helena leave the room. The four brothers stare each other down.*

"There is only one way to decide this, isn't there?"

"You're all thinking what I'm thinking, aren't you?"

"I believe so."

*Camera shows the outside of the hotel. A piercing scream is heard from inside, birds flap away from the building.*

*The scene shifts to the hotel room across the hall where Selina, Bruce, Alfred, Damian, and Terry are unpacking their clothes. They hear the scream and pause before continuing with what they were doing. Terry looks to his parents.*

"Was that Tim?"

*Selina sighs, looking to Bruce. Bruce stops wat he was doing.*

"I'll go check on them. They probably just saran wrapped him to the toilet again."

*Bruce walks across the hall, using the key card to enter the room. He walks inside to find Tim duct taped to a chair in the corner, one of Jason's socks stuffed in his mouth. Duke and Dick were crouched behind one bed, rubber band guns in hand. Jason was hiding behind Tim, a rubber band gun in his grip, aimed at Tim's temple.*

"Surrender or the kid gets it."

"No! We won fair and square! Neither of us are sharing with Tim!"

"Yeah, the boy kicks like a donkey in his sleep."

"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."

*Jason pulls the trigger and Tim screams around the sock. Bruce shakes his head, walking back across the hall. Selina looks up at him when he enters the room, eyebrow raised.*

"Well?"

"They're fine."

*Scene shifts to nighttime, the family is crowded in one of the rooms watching a movie. Alfred is sleeping soundly in one of the chairs in the corner. Bruce and Selina are cuddled in one of the beds, Terry curled up between them. The rest of the family are on their phones. Tim snickers, his fingers tapping rapidly along the screen. Dick gasps, looking up from his phone. He lifts his leg and kicks Tim in the shoulder, sending the younger teen sprawling to the floor.*

"Dick! Was that really necessary?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Tim, what did you say in the group chat this time?"

"He edited a picture of me onto a furry."

"Is he wrong though?"

"Jason, you're already on thin ice. Watch it."

"Fucking fight me already. Square up."

"That's it."

*Dick jumps off the bed and tackles Jason to the floor. The camera pans away from them to Duke, who stares into and mouths 'white boys' before recording the fight on his phone. Nobody moves to break it up. Cass, Helena, Tim, and Damian move out of the way of their wrestling brothers, reaching for their wallets.*

"My moneys on Dick."

"No way, Jason has this in the bag."

"Not with Dick's rage issues. He is going to beat the shit out of Jay."

"Its going to be a tie."

"Mm, Jason has the raw strength over Dick."

*The camera zooms in on the fighting brothers. Jason has Dick in a choke hold but makes the mistake of putting his hand close to his mouth. Dick leans over and bites. Jason curses, releasing his hold. Selina sighs, glaring at her sons.*

"Boys."

*They stop, pointing at the other.*

"He started it!"

"Oh, real mature, Jay! You started it when you slept with...Kory?"

"Nice try, I'm not telling. Especially now that you gave me fucking rabies."

"Jason, what did we tell you about sleeping with your siblings partners?"

"Use protection?"

"Jason!"

"It was an ex! Ex. Whatever, I'm going to bed. Tim, if you kick me in your sleep, you lose the limb. Got it?"

*Tim rolls his eyes as Jason leaves the room. He gulps when Dick turns to glare at him.*

"On that note, I'm going to bed too!"

Confessional-Tim

"I wasn't the one to do that photoshop, it was Cass. Am I going to throw her under the bus? Hell no. She scares the shit out of me. Have you seen her get angry? I'd rather deal with Dick than her."

Confessional-Helena

"This is going to be a disaster."

*Her phone pings with a notification*

"Oh! So that's why all the hotel rooms are booked. I need to tell Dick."

*Disembodied voice of camera*

"Helena! I am not a furry!"

*Helena snickers*

"Who says only the Wayne boys like to cause mischief?"

Confessional-Bruce

"I know my children seem...seem...rough. They are great, I promise. They haven't had the easiest lives. I know, I know, children of a billionaire not having easy lives, but believe me, if you knew half of what they've gone through, you'd understand a little of why they are the way they are."

*A crash is heard, followed by loud cursing and fighting.*

"I hope Terry doesn't picking up their habits. Oh, god, help us..."