So... this is happening. Yeah, I really don't no where this came from, but, uh, here you go, I guess? And don't say it, I know I have a lot of unfinished stories and I will (eventually) get those done. Anyway, please enjoy!

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Twelve year old Celeste Wayne crossed her arms over her chest as she stared out of the window, refusing to look at the man next to her. "I don't get why you're so mad," she stated for the fifth time since they had gotten into the car. "It's not like I started the fight." She smirked victoriously to herself. "I just finished it. I don't see a need for punishment."

Her father Bruce Wayne glanced at her. "This isn't a punishment," he told her firmly. "I just thought it would be nice for you to get out of the city this summer."

She rolled her eyes. "More like you want me out of the way of you and your girlfriend," the young girl retorted.

Her father was notorious for being with different women in Gotham City. In fact, it was all people really knew him for in regards to his social life. She didn't exactly know why he did it, but she guessed that it was his way of blocking the rest of the world - including her - out. He didn't want to deal with his pain, so he would rather pretend that it didn't exist.

His latest girlfriend - Vicki Vale - had to be the worst one yet. She was a reporter for the Gotham Gazette and was as vain and self-absorbed as they came. What her father saw in her, she would never know. It was obvious that she was only with him for his money and she had a feeling that her father knew that. Then again, that was the case with most of his girlfriends.

The difference was, the other ones were nice to her since it was her father they were dating. Vale just didn't seem to get it.

They definitely weren't all bad. Celeste fondly remembered two of his past girlfriends from years ago; Selina Kyle and Talia ah Ghul. Selina was fun and would often try to bond with her and Talia treated her like an adult and commented on her intelligence on more than one occasion. If she couldn't have her mother, she would have gladly taken one of them.

Sadly, Talia had been too into her work to get too serious with her father and Selina... Well, she honestly didn't know what happened between them.

All she knew was that Vale wasn't going to be taking advantage of her father for much longer.

He sighed. "Celeste, you're lucky that I was able to talk the school out of juvie," he reminded her. "That was the fifth time this year that you've put your hands on another student."

Celeste bit back the snarky reply and instead went for a more subtle approach. "I was defending a third grader," she pointed out. "I'm practically a hero! How can you paint me as a bad kid here?"

"You know that I don't think you're a bad kid."

She slid further down her seat. "I know that you don't say it."

"Celeste..."

Celeste finally looked at him and suddenly felt guilty. His eyes looked beyond ragged and she knew that she was at least partially responsible for it. She didn't mean to be such a burden, it just happened. "I'm sorry Dad," she muttered apologetically. She knew that she was a brat and she knew that her father, as a single, male parent, was unequipped to deal with the mood swings and behaviors that came with puberty.

Bruce ruffled her hair. "I know, kiddo." He finally stopped the car after the long, hour and a half drive. "Try to have fun, okay? It's only four weeks." He chuckled. "Who knows? You might like it."

She gave him what she hoped was a smile and not a grimace before stepping out of the car. "Maybe..." She collected her suitcase from the trunk and waved to him. "Bye Dad! I love you!"

"Love you too, kiddo." With that, he drove off.

Celeste started after his retreating car before shaking her head. This was going to be torture.

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"This is gonna be so fun!"

Teresa "Terry" Prince was more than excited for the summer camp she would be staying at for the next for weeks. She loved being outdoors and this seemed like the perfect place going on the brochure. The activities included canoeing, swimming, rock climbing, archery, and a lot of other things that she couldn't wait to try out. After months of begging, she had finally convinced her mother to let her go.

Diana Prince couldn't help but smile at her daughter's enthusiasm. "Are you that happy to get away from me?" she teased.

Terry giggled. "Of course not!" She kissed her mother's cheek. "Thank you for letting me go!"

Diana laughed. "How could I say no? All A's and a clean school record. I'd be horrible for not letting you go."

The twelve year old beamed. "You're the best!" She looked out the window as they passed various trees. "Do you think that they'll have horseback riding?"

"I may have read that somewhere," her mother answered absentmindedly, making sure that her eyes never left the road. "Teresa."

"Yes, Mom?"

"Promise me that you'll be careful."

Terry looked at her mother curiously. "Uh... I guess," she responded, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. "Mom, it's just summer camp."

While the two were very close, their relationship - like all relationships - wasn't perfect. Her mother had the habit of fretting about her well being in everything she did. She wasn't allowed to join gymnastics or martial arts because they were too dangerous and made her mother nervous. Heck, she had barely been allowed to join cheerleading.

Terry had deduced that this was because she was all her mother had left, so that led to her making sure that she was never in any danger. Diana's relationship with her own mother was strained, her sister wasn't around very often (usually off traveling the world), and in the case of Terry's father, well, it was tricky.

This was one of the few obstacles in her life. The identity of her father had always remained a mystery. She didn't even think that her grandmother and aunt knew who he was. Her mother never said anything bad about him, she never said anything at all in fact. Just the same old reply that she "wouldn't understand" or that things were too "complicated."

Terry knew that she had her aunt to thank for her mother letting her come to camp. If anyone could convince her mother, it was Donna Troy.

Diana's hands fidgeted on the wheel slightly. "I know that, Teresa. It's just... you know I worry." The car had came to a stop a few minutes ago, yet neither made an attempt to move.

She sighed. "I know, Mom."

The woman kissed her daughter's forehead. "I love you so much."

Terry hugged her the best she could within the car's limited space. "I love you too, Mom." She softly kissed her mother on the cheek. "It's only four weeks, I'll be back before you know I'm gone." She stepped out of the car, retrieving her suitcase from the back seat.

"At least write me once a week?" Diana requested.

Terry smiled. "Of course!" She waved. "Bye, Mom!"

Diana waved back. "Have fun, Teresa!" She seemed to hesitate a moment before eventully driving off.

Teresa watched her go before shaking her head and sighing once more. She knew that it must have been hard for her mother to let go, but what did she think? That she was going to be able to hold onto her forever? That so wasn't going to happen.

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Celeste seriously debated whether or not to make the long trek into the nearest town and take a taxi back to Gotham. She had her credit card on her, therefore money wasn't a problem. The camp didn't allow cell phones, so it wasn't like she could call one to come get her. She stared at the building she was supposed to check in to. It was a small, wooden structure with a bright red sign on it saying, "WELCOME TO CAMP GRETTER!"

What kind of name was Camp Gretter? Somehow, the sign alone made the idea of camp even less appealing.

Suddenly, there was a tap on her shoulder. "Excuse me?" asked a soft, feminine voice. "Are you new here too?"

For some reason, she hadn't expected anyone to approach her. Most kids at her school - save for a select few - knew it would be in their best interest to leave her alone. She supposed that wouldn't be the case here.

Celeste turned around and was about to answer when her eyes went wide with shock.

Standing in front of her was a girl who looked exactly like her.

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After seeing her mother's car disappear into the distance, Terry turned her attention to the building she was supposed to check into. It was a small log cabin with a big red sign that read, "WELCOME TO CAMP GRETTER!" in big block letters. She smiled; she most certainly felt welcomed already! Humming to herself, she walked closer the building.

Upon her approach, she noticed that someone was standing in front of it. Ever the social butterfly, this excited her. She was always looking forward to making new friends. As she got closer, she was able to see the person's long, dark hair and thin frame, one similar to her own. She assumed this person was a girl around her age and beamed.

At her school, she had managed to get on friendly terms with everyone, even the shy kids. It hadn't been easy, but she had done it. She'd have a new friend here in no time!

Terry tapped the girl on the shoulder. "Excuse me?" she asked. "Are you new here too?"

The girl turned around to face her and she nearly fell over from the way her heart began to race.

The girl looked like she could be her identical twin.

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If you've read any of my works, you might know Celeste. Teresa is slightly based on Terry McGinnis from "Batman Beyond" (man, I love that show). I've made Celeste and Terry (the boy) twins once before and so I figured, why not? I haven't seen Parent Trap (only the end, I think), but I felt like it would fit Bruce and Diana. We all know how stubborn they are...

I was gonna make Bruce's girlfriend Selina or Talia, but I was scared that you BatCat and BrucexTalia fans would murder me, so I made them both exes from his past.

That being said, please review!