~Cats + Bats~

Chapter 07

"How do we use this?" Catwoman asks.

"We sprinkle it in his hair." Batman does so, watching Robin's chest slowly rise and fall.

Robin's eyes twitches a few seconds, and then opens. "Huh? What happened?"

Catwoman immediately replies. "You slipped and fell. You don't remember what happened? What's the last thing you remember?"

"I only remember getting Bruce out of Scarecrow's Dream World."

Catwoman nudges Batman and whispers to him, "Do you want to tell him about us?"

"Yeah." Batman turns to Robin. "Robin, you know Catwoman?"

Robin replies aggressively, "You mean the evil, cunning feline? Yes, I know her."

"Well, she's not evil. She's smart and beautiful; and we're getting married soon."

Robin pauses for a second. "Hmm. I guess everybody has some good in them. Welcome to the family. What's your name?"

"Um, Felicia. Felicia Hardy."

Robin carefully takes off his mask.

"Oh, dear..." Catwoman murmurs.

"What?"

"Nothing!" she blurts. "You can trust me, Robin. It's not like I'm planning yours and Bruce's deaths."

Robin looks at her suspiciously. "I didn't say-"

Catwoman laughs nervously. "I'm a feline. I can sense these things. I know you don't trust me."

"You had to earn Bruce's trust. You'll have to earn mine," Robin replies firmly, and slightly aggressively.

"Okay. Well then, you don't want to know how he admitted his feelings for me." Catwoman gives another nervous laugh.

"How did he?" Robin says slowly.

"Whoops. Guess that's your cue, Bats."

Batman jumps, as if startled. "I don't even remember. But there's one thing that I do know: I'm Batman."

Catwoman just rolls her eyes. "Seriously? You were going to retire and I stopped you! Man, you really don't have a good memory."

"Oh, right," Batman replies, as if he suddenly remembers. He turns to Robin. "I'm retiring in a few years. You'll be the next Batman."

Robin only gawks at Bruce, and finally whispers, "Awesome."

"Not unless I stop you again, Bats."

Batman reaches over to kiss Catwoman's cheek." I'm forty-two. I'm getting too old for this.

"Don't worry, Bruce. I won't let you down," Robin speaks up.

"Good. So who's gonna keep up the Catwoman legacy?"

Catwoman glances away. "I don't know. I've never really thought about it."

Batman pulls her in for a hug. "Well, we can have Batgirl do it, or we can have a little girl of our own."

Catwoman perks up and smiles brightly. "Really? A girl of our own?"

"Come on! I'm right here!" Robin complains. He stomps up the stairs, slamming the door to the Batcave.

Catwoman just laughs and pokes Batman's chest. "I don't know, Bats. Do you have it in ya to take care of a girl?"

"I'll have to semi-retire, but I can do it."

"Okay then. We'll have a little girl of our own."

"Can I do a Time Jump then?" Batman asks.

"Of course!"

Batman sets up one of his machines until a swirl of colors mix together. Grasping Catwoman's hand, he leads her through the machine, causing them to jump forward in time.

"Fifteen months into the future. Our baby girl is six months old," Batman says with a smile on his face.

"And what did we name her?" Catwoman asks.

"We named her Katrina," Batman whispers into Catwoman's ear.

"Aww, Bats. Our family is perfect."

"It's perfect because you're a part of it."