Tim's P.O.V.
I groan and sit up, looking around. "Bart…" I say weakly, seeing him next to me.
I shake him lightly, hoping he'd wake up. Soon, a groan reached my ears. "Yes?" He asks, rubbing his head.
"Are you kits alright?"
We look forward and see a woman in a black suit. She helps us both up. "Thank you, miss." I say.
She smiles slightly. "You're welcome." She replies " Maybe I know your names?"
"I'm Bart and he's Tim." Bart says before me "We don't remember our last names."
CatWomen's P.O.V.
I look at the two. They don't remember their last names? "I'm CatWomen." I reply "Now follow me."
They look at each other, then back at me and nod. I smile and lead them to an alley way from where I came. I uncover my black car and hop in front. The two boys stand outside. Amazed.
"Are you two gonna get in?"
They look up at me and nod. They both clambers into the back. I start the quiet engine and start to head to my home.
Bart's P.O.V.
I look over at Tim as we cruise outside of Gotham. "Devrions-nous vraiment faire confiance à elle?" I ask him.
He looks over at me and sighs. "Nous avons pas le choix. Nous ne nous souvenons pas qui nous sommes." He replies, running a hand through his hair.
I sigh. "Vrai ... Peut-être qu'elle peut nous aider à comprendre qui nous sommes."
Tim nods and looks back out the window.
"We're almost there, kits." CatWomen says.
We watch as a house surrounded by vines show up. I look at Tim who just shrugs. I shrug back as CatWomen pulls into the garage.
Harley's P.O.V.
I jump up and running to the garage when I heard CatWomen's car pull in. I smile and look out. She was closing the garage door as two teenage boys get out of her car. I looked confused as Ivy looked slightly upset as they followed Selina inside.
Selina motions for them to sit. They do as told and look at each other. She looked at Ivy who had the look of 'You better tell us what's going on'
"We'll be back kits." Selina says.
I was still confused as Ivy dragged me upstairs after Selina.
"Do you know who those two are?!" Ivy says.
"Yes, I do." Selina snaps back "They're Impulse and Robin. But they don't remember a damn thing. I felt sorry so I brought them in."
~Time Skip~
3rd Person P.O.V.
The three villians walk back to the Living Room to hear a heated discussion - in French - between the two teens.
"Pensez-vous que ils parlaient de nous?!"
"Je ne sais pas."
"Pensez-vous que nous sommes en difficulté?"
"Je ne sais pas, Bart."
Poison Ivy and Harley look at Selina. She just shrugs her shoulders. "They just started talking French on the way here. Must be their way of talking between the two."
Ivy and Harley nod. They looked at them still talking, but more calm. Selina clears her throat, making the teens jump up slightly.
"Hello, boys." Poison Ivy says, smiling slightly "Are you two okay?"
The girls sit in the leftover chairs and couch. Bart and Tim nod. "Just have a headaches."
"Oh, poor babies!" Harley says, pulling them into a hug.
She smiles as they hug her back. "Can we keep 'em, baby." Harley asked, looking to her lover.
Poison Ivy rolls her eyes but smiles and nods her head. Selina smiles as well.
Bart rests his head on Harley's shoulder. He yawns and closes his eyes. Tim does the same. Harley smiles as she felt some weight on her shoulders and heard some light snoring.
She looks to Poison Ivy who gently wraps an arm around Bart. Selina gently takes Tim into her arms and pets his hair.
They had finally found their family. No matter if they were heroes before.
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French~~
Devrions-nous vraiment faire confiance à elle? - Should we really trust her?
Nous avons pas le choix. Nous ne nous souvenons pas qui nous sommes. - We have no choice. We don't remember who we are.
Vrai ... Peut-être qu'elle peut nous aider à comprendre qui nous sommes - True... Maybe she can help us figure out who we are
Pensez-vous que ils parlaient de nous?! - Do you think they're talking about us?!
Je ne sais pas - I dont know
Pensez-vous que nous sommes en difficulté? - Do you think we're in trouble?
Je ne sais pas, Bart - I don't know, Bart
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