I don't own Batman TAS characters.
Wendell frowned with his parents while he walked near them. He paused after he saw something in a shop window. His eyes became wide at the sight of a stuffed alligator. The corners of Wendell's mouth went up. Eyes remained wide. He glanced from the alligator to his frowning parents.
''Toys are expensive,'' Mrs. Lewis said. She saw the return of Wendell's frown. She and Mr. Lewis exchanged glances. Mrs. Lewis saw tears in Wendell's eyes. His trembling lip. His wet face. She smiled.
Mrs. Lewis and Mr. Lewis were thieves after all. They usually obtained jewelry. Things easy to steal. They weren't certain if they were able to steal a toy for their young son. There were other glances. They smiled together.
''We'll obtain the alligator for you, Wendell,'' Mrs. Lewis said.
Wendell's eyes were bigger another time. His smile returned before he wrapped his arms around his happy parents. He released them.
The Lewis family walked into the shop. They were the only ''clients'' there. Glances at the shop owner behind a counter.
Mrs. Lewis walked to the counter. She still smiled. ''Are there other toys? I'm looking for a stuffed animal. Perhaps a plush crocodile. It's for my little boy,'' she said to the owner. She followed the owner to a corner.
Mr. Lewis took the alligator before he ran out of the store with Wendell. After giving the alligator to Wendell, he smiled again. Mr. Lewis viewed Wendell's smile returning. The latter embracing the toy. He was thanked. He nodded.
Mr. Lewis turned to the shop door. Worry formed in his eyes. His wife was in the shop for quite some time.
There were matching smiles as soon as Mrs. Lewis appeared. Her eyes settled on the alligator in Wendell's arms. She was never able to find a stuffed crocodile. She and her family returned home.