*continuing with the timeline
Cora POV:
I double check the lock on my bedroom door, and the lock on my balcony doors as well. The lights are off, surrounding me in darkness.
I curl up underneath my bed sheets, placing the bowl of popcorn in my lap, and I set up my laptop in front of me.
Tonight is perfect. All of the boys are out on patrol, and Agent A is overseeing them. I essentially have the house to myself and I intend to enjoy it.
Plugging in my headphones for good measure, I finally hit play.
The screen is obviously showing security footage. It's the batcave, and standing in the middle of the training area is Damian Wayne.
Correction; Damian Wayne in bright red 6 inch stilettos.
He's standing impossibly still with his arms crossed, glaring at Stephanie. The woman herself is laughing like a madwoman.
"Come on baby bat. Just do a little walk." She prompts him in between giggles.
"No." He growls back.
"Why not? It's just some tactical training. You can do it, right?" She leers.
I can see the malice and spite rolling off him in waves. I can also see him lift his foot hesitantly.
I shouldn't laugh, I really shouldn't. But the image of Damian walking like a baby deer and cursing like a sailor is one of the funniest things I've ever seen.
I can't even judge him, yet it's just so funny. Maybe we could learn together. Because I can't wear any shoe with a heel above 3 inches.
The feed cuts out and into a new scenario. I can't tell if this is funny or concerning.
"I rip off his *beep* until *beeeeep* and begs for me to *beeeeeeeeeep* because that is the only way I'd ever let him live!" Says the boy being held by his hood like a kitten.
"Damian he didn't mean to kick the puppy and it's fine." Sighs a very tired sounding Richy, who is holding said boy like a kitten.
The feed cuts out at my laughter. Best birthday gift, EVER.
This one has a subtitle that reads, 'After 32 hours without sleep'. Well this is gonna end well.
It seems normal. Just Damian making some cereal. Until Tim walks in and goes to grab the box.
"You will pry this sugary monstrosity from my cold dead hands and that will only happen after they have been cut off. Try that again and it will take a team of neurosurgeons 5 years and a plunger to remove the knives I will stab you with."
The feed cuts out after Damian gets doused with (hopefully) cold coffee. I think his screech with haunt my nightmares.
It then cuts to Damian hitting Scarecrow with a bag of dog food. He's in civilian clothing. I think this is some kind of pet store.
"Stop. Making. People. Fear. Animals."
Oddly enough, this is kinda cute.
The next one makes me extremely curious. It's still a security feed, but that looks like... Is that the tree from our school?
The audio has been enhanced, but it's the visual that's making me skeptical. Damian is leaning against it with a book propped with one hand. I can hear him muttering to himself.
"What does it mean? You want that? You don't like that about me? What?" I hear his voice his quietly.
A million questions fill my head. What is he reading? Is it one of my books? Is it an annotated one? Which annotation is he questioning?
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FanfictionI had sooo many ideas while writing these two books that I had to scrap or I thought of way too late. So because I still want to write them and share more Cora content with you guys, I wrote this book. I still don't own DC or it's characters. The p...
