**In this one, Damian is 16, you are 15 and will be 16 in 3 months**
** Also tried to make Damian have a little more people skills**
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's been too long since the last time I saw Grandpa Alfred, this is also the first time I have ever visited America. I've been in London for my whole life and under special training to protect myself, I honestly don't understand why Alfred favors this God-Forsaken place. It's filthy and vile everywhere you look in that place! Well, so I've heard...
Anyway, I had just landed in Gotham, New York. It wasn't much, tbh, it reminded me of the dark evil castle's in the movies. Everything was dark, dull, and uneasy, the temperature was cold, really cold.
I'm dropped off at the airport where a limosine is waiting for me. I do my best to remember my surroundings when it drove me through the city. Then, out into the country, and in front of a huge mansion with steel gates around the height of 20 feet.
I paid the driver, got my bags, and made my way up to the grim enterence of the 'Wayne Manor'.
~
The door creaks open, and Grandpa drops his tea-cup. His wide eyes and mouth hung open took me by surprise, Was I too early? Does he recognize me?
My thoughts are interrupted when he pulls me into an enormous hug. "Look at how big you have grown , dear (Y/n)! You look so mature I could barely recognize you; and, Look at how beautiful you have become!" He says.
"It's been too long Grand Dad! May I come in?"
"Yes! Yes immediately --of course! Come Come! It's much too cold outside for you to be standing in!"
He shows me around the house, I pick up the important parts ,like, the bathroom, kitchen, Grandpa's room, etc. I thank him and he takes my stuff insisting that I watch what I want on TV.
I stop on the special music channel that showed music videos of curtain artists. I laid across the couch, watching videos, as I drifted to sleep.
~
"Awwe! Can we keep it?" Said an unknown, yet slightly annoying voice.
"Dick! Don't touch it! God knows were it's been!" Said another.
My vision was starting to become brighter as I opened my eyes to see 4 boys.
"Umm, 'ello..." I said quiet and shy.
"Oh you are as cute as button" one the second tallest said.
"You must be...Richard Grayson, correct?" I asked.
"..Yesss, but who are you and how do you know that?" Dick asked.
"Grand Dad describes you very...efficiently"
"Grand Dad.....No freaking way-"
"And you must be Timothy Drake, based on quick you seem to figure it out. Grand Dad always would emphasize how wise you are, now I see in person th a his gossip is true!" I state, now in a comfortable position.
Tim caught a slight blush before saying, " T-Thank you ,but, you still haven't told us your name..."
"(Y/N) (L/N) or (Y/N) Pennyworth, Which ever you favor" you say with a blush. "It's nice to meet you!" She says as she extends her hand towards Tim. Tim gladly shakes her hand.
(No one's POV)
Damian ,watching the whole thing, becomes slightly agitated at the sight of the giant dork taking a liking to the beautiful girl in front of them.
You see, Damian being one of the most cautious of the family. Already researched Pennyworth's family tree and had already knew who the girl was. But never have he imagined he would have such overwhelming emotions towards the girl. Putting on the most convincing and smooth face he could muster, he approached the girl in a more sensitive and caring way. Never in all there years would the four bat-boys see such an act from him.
