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Dick Grayson | Nightwing

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Dick Grayson | Nightwing

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Years ago, Dick made the decision to freeze a sample of his sperm just incase he wanted kids in the future but an injury makes it impossible. Now, today, he recieves a call from the fertility clinic to explain he has a kid out there now after an error...

(NOT PISS- NOT PISSSSSS- Y'ALL- HEADS OUT THE GUTTER AND INTO ANOTHER GUTTER PLEASE)

[1st and 3rd POV options]

Note: Sorry again for being late- Rivals Season 5 came out and I've been all over it 😭 anyways, how are we all doing? I caught a sickness as usual. My immune system is already shit but the winter makes it like ten times worse-

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[1st POV example]

My phone buzzed on the kitchen counter, and I almost ignored it. Another stupid cold call, probably. But the number was from that fertility clinic in Blüdhaven, the one I’d used years back. After that bad injury during a fight with Blockbuster, the docs said one more injury like that and natural conception might be off the table forever. So I’d frozen some sperm, just in case life ever settled down enough for kids. Stupid, optimistic thinking, honestly, but a man can have dreams.

I picked up, and the voice on the other end was all professional apology. "Mr. Grayson, we need to inform you of a serious error in our procedures." Huh...? My gut tightened as they went on to explain that my sample had been mistakenly used for another client’s artificial insemination. The person had come in for treatment, picked a sample from a catalogue, and my sperm was what they’d implanted by accident instead of what was intended. My head spun. A kid. There might be a kid out there because of their fuck-up. My kid.

After the call ended, I just stood there, my knuckles white around the phone. They said they couldn’t give me any details about the person yet, privacy laws and all that... Bullshit. It stopped being private when they got someone pregnant with my damn kid. I’ve hacked into way more secure systems than

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