I regret nothing!
~Unassailable Heart
"You want to go to Gotham?" Talia Al Ghul repeated, raising an eyebrow at her son.
"Yes, I would like to-"
"Why Damian," His mother interrupted. "Look at you, as fragile as a flower!"
"This morning I broke a steel beam with-"
"Still a little sapling, just a sprout!" simpered Talia. "You know why we stay up in this compound?"
"Well not really but-"
"That's right, to keep you safe and sound, Damian," Talia said, clasping her hands. "Guess I always knew this day was coming, knew that soon you'd want to leave the nest! (That's a bat pun, child). Soon, but not yet!"
"But mother-" Damian protested.
"Shh! Trust me, pet!" Talia said, holding up one finger. "Mother knows best!"
"Mother, are you singing?"
"Mother knows best, listen to your mother, it's a scary world out there," Talia sang, ignoring the question. "Mother knows best, one way or another, something will go wrong, I swear!"
"But I can prepare for all-"
"Crime families, thugs! Poison Ivy, Scarecrow! Killer Croc and Copperhead!"
"No I-"
"Yes! Also large bats, men with metal teeth and- stop, no more, you'll just upset me!"
"Last week you cut someone's fingers off, and that didn't upset you, so I fail to see why this should-"
Talia grabbed her son, hugging him hard. "Mother's right here, Mother will protect you. Damian, here's what I suggest! Skip the drama, stay with mama-"
"With who?"
"- Mother knows best."
Talia leaned against the wall, dejectedly. "Go ahead, get trampled by Grundy. Go ahead, get beaten and left for dead. Me? I'm just your mother, what do I know? I only bathed and changed and dressed you…"
"Well actually the servants-"
"Go ahead and leave me, I deserve it!" Talia sniffed tragically. "Let me die alone here, be my guest! When it's too late-"
"I could just carry you to the Lazarus pit-"
"You'll see, just wait. Mother knows best! Hahaha!" Talia laughed, putting an arm around Damian's shoulders.
"Mother, I find your behavior rather confusing, and-"
"Mother knows best, take from your mumzy-"
"My what now?"
"-On your own, you won't survive!"
"Well I think-"
"Sloppy, underdressed, immature, clumsy-"
"None of those words can be used to describe me!"
"Please, they'll eat you up alive!" Talia sang. "Gullible, naïve! Positively grubby!"
"I didn't have time to bath after training, I stopped to talk to you-"
"Ditzy and a bit well, hm, vague," Talia reached over and pinched her sons cheek, causing him to scowl and swat her hand away. "Plus I believe, getting kind of chubby-"
"Its baby fat! I'll grow out of it!"
"I'm just saying 'cause I wuv you-"
"That's not a real word!"
"Mother understands, Mother's here to help you! All I have is one request!"
"Yes mother?" Damian asked with a sigh.
"Never ask to leave again," Talia ordered.
"Yes Mother."
Talia reached over and stoked her sons head. "I love you very much. Damian."
"I love you too, mother. I'll be in my chambers. For the next three days. Until you leave…" Damian said, backing out of the room.
Talia walked over to the door way to call after him. "Don't forget it, you'll regret it. Mother knows best!
"I know! Trust me, I know!"
Ok, so I do have a few regrets. It's mostly this. Ok, it's all this, I really regret doing this; I don't even know what it is. What have I done?
~Heart