Red Hood and Harley

A dinner. A shower. A baby

After the adventure to the doctor Harley and Althea took to Sephora for more makeup, you just can't have enough foundation when your alabaster skin is practically a calling card. After loading up on makeup for both disguise and going daily affairs they two went back to Althea's penthouse to enjoy dinner with the entire family. Something Harley was ecstatic for.

Back at the penthouse Jason was putting groceries he had Ace go pick up while he called J and Lucy. Once his twins had arrived he convinced Lucy to help with cooking. J took to the couch and Mario Kart ignoring the fact his little sister no longer had her fancy coffee table and the smell of bleach.

Althea and Harley walked in chattering about names, "Jay ma, my middle name? Or J.J? Ahhh what about Jester Jay Napier?"

Harley frowned, "Why not Todd?"

Althea blushed, "Napier is the name that is associated with my empire, nobody even knows my legal last name is Todd. I'd like to keep it that way."

Harley nodded, "Okay and naming him after your brother?"

Althea cackled, "Well, he's given me everything at the beginning of this empire..... Jay can be an ode to my other brother J and my dad Jason as well."

Lucy stopped cutting mushrooms to sauté with the steaks and stared at her sister, "Wait you're pregnant? What does Jerome think? Oh my god! It's a boy?"

The blonde dropped her knife and bum rushed her sister pulling at the hoodie and feeling her stomach. "Holy shit you have a bump?!? How did you hide this from everyone?"

Althea glared over at her father, "Jerome and I were having a heated argument and dad came in and shot him in the head. So I guess his opinion is mute. Yes I'm five months and it's a boy. I'd rather not make it loud and out there though. An infant could be mistaken as a weakness. I make no bones about it, my empire or this parasite and it's gone. Nothing will make me weak again. Specially not something as pathetic as love."

She stormed off with her bags to her room to change, if everyone knew she might as well be comfy.

Harley glared at her daughter's back, "I'll lock her in that room for the next four months! That's my grand baby and he is not a fucking parasite young lady!" All she got in return was a middle finger and a door slamming.

J stopped playing his game finally and looked up, "Whoa Jerome is dead?"

Lucy threw a mushroom at her twin, "Althea is pregnant and you're gonna be an uncle and all you can ask is if Jerome is dead?"

The former robin shrugged, "I was here a week ago and Althea turned her nose up to a line and was drinking Coke. I kind of assumed it. Al doesn't turn down a buzz."

Jason glared at his son, "Really J, blow?"

The young man shrugged again, "occasionally at the club. Come on you all murder people, two of the people in here do it for fun sometimes and you're made over some coke? Don't be a hypocrite."

There was an uneasy silence between the family as Harley shooed everyone from the kitchen and focused on making dinner herself.

Althea pulled on bike shorts and a tank top as she stared at herself in the mirror, something she had avoided for three months now. The bump seemed so predominant but she had been gymnast skinny five months ago.

She walked into the living room to Lucy texting away ignoring everyone and Jason by the window staring out while J continued his missions in Mario Kart.