Lol, this story has so many loopholes and when you guys point it out I feel like such an idiot. Well, expect more to come haha.
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"You jerk." Selina spat as she propped herself onto a bench.
Bruce crossed his arms. "You were too slow."
Selina widened her eyes. "What? No! You were too fast!"
"Perhaps." Bruce simply said.
They sat in silence, listening to rustles of the winds.
Selina looked at Bruce. "Where is he right now?"
Bruce pointed upstairs. "In his room. Sleeping."
"Ah." Selina muttered. She knitted her eyebrows. "You're going to let me visit him, right?"
"Of course." Bruce answered reassuringly.
Selina exhaled in relief. She crossed one leg over her knee and leaned back.
"If I'm being honest, I think that Bruce Wayne would make a decent parent. Now Batman... I don't know about him." Selina said, as if Bruce and Batman were two completely different people.
"Batman won't be raising him." Bruce responded. "Bruce will. So you don't need to worry about that."
Selina gave him a concerned look. "Bruce. How do you plan to give him the attention he needs if you'll be busy as Batman?"
"I'll manage. Besides, Alfred can play with him or something while I'm gone."
Selina stared at him. "Your butler has responsibilities, too. And that's not how kids work."
Bruce held onto her hand. "He'll be fine."
"We'll see about that." She clicked her tongue. "Hey, speaking of that, are you going to tell him about you being the Bat? I mean, obviously not now, but eventually?"
He shook his head sternly. "No, no, no. That would put him at risk."
Selina raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure that's the reason? Or is it because you know he won't like you since you're the reason he and I split?"
Bruce frustratedly exhaled. "You say that as if he hates it here."
Selina raised her hands in the air. "Well, does he?"
"Then that's great." She sharply said as she stood up. "I'm leaving now. See you tommorrow."
Bruce got up as well. "Before you leave, I want to tell you something."
Selina looked at him boredly, waiting for him to talk.
"I'm thinking about enrolling Richard into a school." He said.
Selina raised her eyebrows. "Oh." Her frown morphed into a grin. "That's great! For once, I think you've had a good idea."
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