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Chapter 7: Cop for a night

(Ed's point of view)

I open my eyes and grin to myself, happily. Since I moved into Wayne Manor, I feel a complete different man. I was surrounded with people who love me. Okay, maybe that's a little exaggerated because I don't know how the adults feel about me, but I'm sure Cat likes me. I mean, I'm the one who kind of brought her and Sean together.

I stroll down the flight of stairs, yawning. I enter the kitchen and grab my morning coffee while Alfred prepares a plate with breakfast for me. The four kids are gathered around Jim, begging him for more pocket-money.

"Jim, come on!" Cat whines with a pouty face as she clinches herself around the cop's arm, staring at him with her green cat-like eyes. "Alfred won't give us extra, and he also doesn't want give Bruce some of his trust funds until he's eighteen years, and Bullock rather gives us a spank than extra money!"

I sit down beside Jim who grumbles to the street girl, and the other kids; "No, I'm, not going to give you more money. I mean, do I look like a walking bank?"

"No, you look like a very generous man who wants to give his step-kids a little bit extra cash," I grin as I take my plate with breakfast from Alfred. The kids grin and nod agreed as they keep pleading at Jim with their eyes.

Jim throws a very dirty-look at me, and then says between clenched teeth; "You're not helping, Ed!" I simply smirk and take a bite from my bacon as Jim turns back to the four kids. "Besides, you've already had your weekly allowance. I can't help it if you already spend it!"

Bruce puffs his chest proudly, and says; "I didn't spend it. I'm saving it for buying computer saving equipment."

"Yeah, and I spend my money to hire some men to start building my very own green house in the backyard," Ivy cries with glee. Alfred drops a plate in shock, but not that it seems to care anyone.

Cat wraps her arm around her boyfriend, Sean, and cries merrily; "Yeah, and we spend it on a music studio to record Sean's first LP."

Jim drags his hand along his face, and growls as Cat hooks her arms back around him; "Right, and where do you need the money now for?"

"For hiring those men. It turns out they cost a fortune!"

"For hiring a manager. It turns out the studio didn't want to record my LP without a proper manager! I mean, he said a teenage girl is not suited to be my manager."

Cat unhooks her arms from Jim's arms and wraps them around her boyfriend, and cries angrily; "Yeah, those idiots don't know a great manager when they see one!" And with that, she plants a deep kiss onto the street boy's lips, and Sean squeezes her butt gently.

Alfred, who also saw that, grabs the cookie-sheet and slaps it against Sean's hand so he would remove it. Sean glares angrily at the butler, and then proceeds kissing his girlfriend.

Awe, young love! So cute!

"I'm not exactly reaching for my pocket!" Jim snarls, rising up to his feet, trying to ignore the kids begging's and pleadings as he walks with his empty plate to the kitchen sink and starts pre-cleaning it.

Cat leaves her boyfriend alone for a second to drop herself to the floor and hooks herself around Jim's leg, who now drags her with him to the doorway. "Look, I have not time for this," Jim pants as he tries to move his feet. "Some of us have work, you know!"

I can practically see his words gave him the most brilliant idea ever, and he says to the girl who's hooked around his leg; "Well, maybe I have a solution for you kids. How badly do you want this money?"

Cat jumps back up with a hungry grin, practically holding up her hand as the other kids gather around Jim, equally excited as their cat-friend. A few seconds later they are behind the manor, cleaning Jim's police car. He carpooled with Bullock for a day so the kids could finally clean it.

"Wow, we walked straight into that one!" I hear Cat spit angrily as she starts soaping the police car. The other kids nod agreed, also holding a sponge and cleaning the car.

Sean snorts; "Tell me about it! all this for hiring a manager while I have you as my manager! We would be old and grey by the time we are finished with this car! This is going to take forever!"

Bruce rolls his eyes, and chuckles; "We only started four minutes ago. We are almost finished!"

I sit down into a garden launcher and watch the kids talk and wash. Cat blows her hair, dully; "Yeah, well, after I'm done cleaning this car, I need a big cat-nap. Cat yawns, wildly, and then asks; "Anyway, were are you spending your money on?" The girl looks at Bruce for an answer.

Bruce puffs his chest proudly, again, and says; "I'm going to save it to buy a bigger hard drive to store all the research I'm doing."

Sean frowns worriedly; "You are doing work to buy yourself something that helps you to get more work?" Bruce bobs his head rapidly. Sean rolls his eyes; "You're the weirdest kid I've ever met."

"Yeah, that's exactly what I told him the day I moved in here!" Cat says, soaping the car and I decided to read the morning paper. Though, I did steal glances at the kids now and then, and I could see Sean was stealing glances at Cat's wet top. The girl didn't seem to notice it.

Then, a tiny smirk curls the corners of the street boy's lips, and says; "Selina, you better be careful with your top, because I'm not sure if the stains will wash out later." The street girl eyes her top, staring at the stains in disgust. Then, she shrugs and suddenly the top is gone, leaving her standing in her sweat pants and bra.

Bruce's mouth drops wide open, and so does Alfred's soon he stepped out the manor and spotted her. Sean was grinning from ear to ear. Cat spots Alfred's angry glare, and asks sheepishly; "What?" Then, pointing at her bra; "Oh, this. Don't worry, it's just the same thing as a bikini."

Ivy, getting a little jealous because Cat is getting all the boys attention, rolls her eyes in envy and suddenly her sweater is gone as well. The red haired girl grins proudly as they all stare at her with a frown, including me.

It's Cat who finally dares to say something; "Ivy, I'm not sure what you are trying to do here, but if you try to overcompensate me, you're failing horribly." And then pointing at Ivy's bare chest; "I mean, you don't even have boobs yet!"

The street girl guffaws loudly about her own joke, making Ivy turn as red as her hair. I'm not sure if it's in anger or embarrassment. I however, can hold a fit of laughter, but only because Alfred shot an angry glance at me.

Alfred barks at the two girls to put their tops back on and then sends them back inside and to their rooms. They are angry. They are very angry, and I wonder if they would stay in there the whole day.

The two boys finish cleaning Jim's car and then head inside, starting on the researches of their parents. It makes me realize how much Bruce and Sean have in common. Poor kids. Alfred whispers at me to follow him, which I do.

Once we are out the kids hearing range, Alfred tells me he has to be somewhere, urgently. His mom called and said she fell, so she needed Alfred to drive her to the hospital. I guaranteed Alfred the kids would be safe with me, and Alfred left.

I skip excitedly to the basement. After our James Bond like adventure, I realized the basement wasn't used for anything, so I set up a super-secret laboratory in it. Of course I have to make sure it will stay secret and only go there when there aren't any adults around. About the kids I didn't have to worry. If they told one of the adults, who would believe them?

I stay in my basement laboratory for like the rest of the afternoon, testing things. I even start talking to myself, but that's alright, isn't it? I mean, it's alright to talk to yourself and it's even okay to answer yourself. But when you ask yourself to repeat what you just said, you have a problem.

The entire time I didn't hear the kids, which is a good thing, right? I mean, if you hear them they are definitely up to something, or is it when you don't hear them they are definitely up to something? Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter. As long I don't hear anything break, everything is fine.

Suddenly the front door opens and I know that's my cue to get my butt out of secret laboratory and pretend I was watching the children, all afternoon. I find them in the kitchen, playing pool.

Wait, what? Yes, they are playing pool on the kitchen table and use leftover food from the fridge instead of pool balls. As pockets they used mouths. Yes, mouths. Ivy and Bruce sit at kitchen table height with their chins against the side of the table and their mouths open. Even their new dog did the same thing.

Sean is about to make a move when Cat stops him and says; "Hey, you got to call the shot first!"

"Fine, Swedish meatball and the tater tod goes in the corner pocket." Sean bends down and hits with the stick against a tomato which hits the Swedish meatball and the tater tod, both heading toward the corner pocket (Bruce's mouth) but then the pocket in the middle (the dog) snatches them away before they could reach Bruce's mouth.

"Yes, pay up, KITTY TOY SEAN!" Cat cries in victory.

Sean's eyes turn murderous and bellows; "No way! The pocket moved!"

"You kids have been cooped up all day," I point out and want to send them outside when Jim and Bullock come into the kitchen. Bullock is carrying a bag and hollers with glee; "Who wants light bulbs?"

"ME!" Sean and Cat both come rushing up to the lackadaisical cop and grab the back from his hands when Bruce asks with a frown; "Wait, did you say; light bulbs?"

"Aww, I thought he said; light beer," Sean cries in disappointment, and Cat nods her head in agreement, and I start to wonder how stupid you have to be if you mistake light bulbs with light beer.

Bullock grabs a beer from the fridge and says merrily; "Yeah, I got them from the hardware store. If you buy one, you get a dozen for free." The children's mouth drop open wide, and Bullock holds something up from another plastic bag as he says; "Alfred asked me to pick up the clothes from the dry cleaner, so I did, and guess what, also for free."

"Why is everyone giving you free stuff?" Bruce frowns.

Sean snorts; "I know why, because he ran inside and pulled his gun and demanded the owner to give the stuff for free or else he would blow the shop to smithereens."

Bruce's eyes grow in shock while the two street kids grin from ear to ear. Ivy however, slapped her forehead, and spits angrily; "A lot of stores don't want to take money from police men when they are on duty."

"Because if they don't give you stuff for free, you won't come when they need you. Now that is clever," Cat says impressed. Bruce's eyes grow more in shock and this time his mouth drops open as well.

"No, it's their way to say thanks for the work we do," Jim says between clenched teeth and Bullock looks like he wants to give her a pummel for even thinking something like that. Then Jim walks to his partner and snatches the bags as he says; "That's why we don't take advantage of our uniform by wearing it while we are off duty."

Bullock drops his eyes to the floor, sadly, and Cat skips up to Jim with her arms brandished and her face gloating. Most of the time that means she has another crazy idea and wants to share it with everyone.

"You should get some free stuff for me, daddy Jim!" Cat wraps herself around Jim's waist, looking up at the cop with big, round, green eyes. "I always wanted a bike, or a monkey!"

"Or a gun!" Sean cries gleefully as he brandish his arms as well. Jim stares at him with a scowl, and Sean quickly corrects himself; "Or a monkey."

Jim turns around and puts the kettle on while Cat is still wrapped around him, purring madly at every move Jim makes. "My uniform means a lot more than free stuff," Jim says as he eyes the girl around his waist and debates with himself if it's worth to try push her off. "I mean, maybe, and I guess this is a very unlikely wish of mine, but maybe someday one of you might think the same and wear it as well."

Jim stares at them proudly as the children look back, bamboozled. Then, they all burst into a uproarious, guffawing laughter and Jim's proud look melts into a sad one. Bullock almost chokes on his beer, and I stiffen a grin.

"No offence, but I have other plans in mind," Bruce says importantly. "I'm going to train myself and become this vigilante that can safe Gotham."

Ivy joins in; "Yeah, and my plans to save the city is by building an enormous greenhouse and mutate plants and use them to take over Gotham City."

Cat, still wrapped like a cocoon around Jim, cries; "Yeah, and me and Sean start a family and teach them all kind of tricks on how to rob a person, and then we will be filthy rich."

Jim, sensing the tiny hint in what she said; "Get your hands from my pockets, Selina." The young girl looks disappointed, and Jim takes both of her hands and starts untangle them from his waist.

"Yeah, and there is nothing else I can think of that is more rewarding than saving lives," Bullock says as he puffs his chest proudly.

"That's why I become a vigilante, dah," Bruce says, rolling his eyes, majorly.

Suddenly Bullock's and Jim's pagers goes off, and as Jim tries to reach for his but still is too busy with struggling Cat off, Bullock grabs for his and looks at the screen; "Oh crap, it's my day off and the captain has a urgent case for us!"

"What happened to save lives?" Sean frowns confused.

"Not on my day off!" Bullock grumbles as he opens the backdoor with a swing and steps out. Jim stomps off as well, with Cat still tied around his waist. Once they are out, we hear a loud cat-like screech and it takes Cat a few seconds to rush back inside after Bullock tried to swat her off Jim with the spade.

After dinner, Alfred still wasn't back so we had ordered a pizza, the children get the idea of throwing a party. I always wanted to throw my own party so I agreed with them as I say in glee; "Yeah, great idea, party!" I fist pump the air in excitement.

"We gotta call people, order a cake, food…" Sean starts to list up in excitement, and Cat adds to that list; "Make a party remix and move the furniture so people can dance, and…

"Man, this sounds like a lot of work," Sean says then, and everyone nods agreed as we flop back onto the couch, dully. We all sigh equally deep. "This sucks!"

Cat blows her hair back and says; "You really start to appreciate the kids that do throw a party. We really should write them some; 'thank you' notes."

"I'm on to it!" Bruce jumps up to his feet and sprints over to his dad's old desk and takes out the paper and the pencils. They all stare at him, stupefied. "What?"

Cat rolls her eyes; "B, that was sarcastic!"

Ivy twirls a string of her hair as she stares at Sean, dreamingly. Sean doesn't even notice it, and luckily for her, Cat neither. Otherwise the house might be too small again. Then, the street boy starts to gloat which indicates he has another idea.

"I know how we can have fun, and we don't need any money at all," Sean says importantly, and we all look at him with a frown. "You know, we put on one of Jim's and Bullock's uniforms, head to some shops and we get the stuff for free."

Sean skips out the study, and Bruce's mouth drops wide open and says with a gasp; "We can get in really big trouble!"

"Well, he did wanted us to wear these uniforms, some day," Ivy says as she strikes her chin, thoughtfully. "So I guess, why not tonight."

Bruce looks at Ivy in awe. He's surprised she goes along with it. Bruce looks at Cat for help. She for sure would tell it is a crazy idea, but instead Cat says; "Yeah, B, don't you want Jim's dream come true?"

"Stop thinking about yourself for one second Bruce!" Sean adds and skips inside the study again with five uniforms. Bruce looks at me, and since I'm the adult now, I should also be responsible, right? But then again, I always wanted to be a cop.

Bruce finally gives in and a few minutes later we are all wearing a police uniform, which is a little big for some of us, but Bruce has the solution. Excitedly, the young billionaire skips back into the study with a needle and a tread.

"Wow, this uniform sure brings out my eyes, don't you think?" I look at Ivy who stares me in the eyes for a second and nods agreed.

Cat rolls her eyes and says then with glee at her boyfriend who's standing on the coffee table to let Bruce fix the size of the legs of his trouser; "Well, my Kitty Toy Sean looks absolutely hot in it. You can arrest me, every day, Sean-y pie!"

The street boy looks away and mutters; "I don't look hot, I'm ugly."

"Aww, don't say that, Sean-y!" Cat hurls herself around her boyfriend and starts to kiss him thoroughly while Sean looks down at what Bruce is doing while saying; "It looks great, Bruce."

"Yeah, and you said sewing is gay," Bruce says with a grin as he tightens the tread a little.

Sean rolls his eyes and says; "It still is, Bruce." The young billionaire looks a little sad but continues his handiwork as Sean asks worriedly; "Are you sure you can change it back to their sizes?"

"Yeah, temporarily changes are really easy with the tag-stitch," Bruce answers proudly as he keeps sewing. "You see, if I used a cross-stich or a granny-knot-

"Stop talking about sewing or I'm going to pound you!" Sean bellows angrily, and Bruce looks down, awkwardly.

Ivy grins wickedly; "Yeah, well, maybe you should be a little nicer to Bruce, Sean. I mean, Cat told me once your biggest secret is braiding hair."

"You little, red haired plant freak!" Cat hollers angrily and releases Sean from her envelop grip as she hurls herself toward Ivy. "I never told you such a thing!"

I know I'm the adult in the room and it's my responsibility to make them stop fighting, so I shout with excitedly glee; "Alright, let's get ourselves some free stuff!"

I said it all in a nick of time because Cat had her nails clawed and her teeth dangerously close at Ivy's face, while Ivy held her fingers tangled in Cat's curls, ready to rip it out of her head. I sigh relieved when they decide not to fight.

"Okay, just remember, don't get greedy," I say to the children, importantly.

"I'M THE KING OF GOTHAM!" I cry in excitement as I sit on the front edge of a shopping cart with my arms and hands full of chips and other food. Sean was pushing the cart with equally excitement, and I had to jump off because he nearly lost control on the cart and smashed it into a wall.

"These uniforms work like magic!" Bruce cries in glee as he has his hands full with cupcakes. Selina nods agreed, her arms full with bags of dry cat food; "Can you imagine how much we had to pay for this food if we didn't get it for free?"

Suddenly we hear loud music a few females come walking past us, all looking flirtingly as Sean. Cat wraps her arms around his neck to let the girls know he belongs with her. The girls look sad and disappear into a nightclub. It doesn't take long for us to be inside as well.

The kids are having a ball at the dancefloor while I sit at the bar, flashing my uniform and badge to get free drinks. It really works like magic. A few glasses later, I'm a little tipsy and join the kids on the dancefloor.

While the children make some impressive dance moves, well, Sean and Cat that is, Bullock and Jim stroll into the nightclub. It turned out they had to patrol and investigate every nightclub in Gotham, and ours was on their route. Sadly enough, they spotted us first instead of us spotting them.

When I was doing a twirl, I met Bullock's very angry eyes, and then Jim's who was standing beside his partner. I gulp, anxiously. I had to elbow the children because they were still too occupied with dancing. Before I could do that, Jim grabs Bruce and Sean by the shrubs of their necks while Bullock grabbed the girls.

"Ed, what were you thinking?!" Jim hollers as soon we turned back to the manor and all are sitting in the study. Well, me and the kids are. Jim and Bullock are trooping up and down the room, pissed. "You could have gotten in a lot of trouble if someone else found out instead of us. Impersonating a cop is illegal!"

"We didn't mean any harm," I stutter awkwardly and don't dare to look up. The children, all sitting beside me on the couch, stare at the floor as well. "We wanted some fun, that's all."

"Yeah, well, I should spank you lot for it!" Bullock roars angrily and makes a step toward us. Cat starts to scream as she jumps up from the couch and runs out the door and up the flight of stairs to her room. We hear the door shut with a bang.

Jim still stares at the door with a shocked expression on his face and then asks his partner; "What did you ever do to her if she reacts like that?"

"Nothing, she's just overreacting!" Bullock spits back, and then turns to the other kids; "Get your butts in your rooms as well!" Ivy and the boys quickly scramble out the door as well, leaving me behind with the two angry cops.

The next morning I walk into the kitchen and find Sean and Cat, playing a silly game that involves a round spinning platform and some food from the fridge. A bottle of Flaming Hot Sause, possibly cheese, and some very old, lumpy milk by the looks of it.

Sean spins the platform round and Cat waits which item stops in front of her, and it is… Flaming Hot Sause. Sean fills a tiny glass they usual use for 'shots' and hands it over to Cat who in her turn looks at it, with a big grin toward the camera in front of her. Yes, they obviously film it as well.

I know, in the back of my head Cat is really a loose and crazy cannon ball and really unpredictable, but on the other hand, she won't be that crazy, right? She won't sip it, would she?

Before I could even blink, Cat threw her head back and drank the shot glass empty with one gulp. She grins proudly for a second or two, but then her eyes turn watery and she slips off her seat and sprints to the kitchen sink, gulping water down her throat, straight from the tap.

Right at the same time, Alfred walks in through the back door and stares at the two street kids, then to me and back to the street kids. He knows they had done something stupid again and wants to know what.

Cat, noticing the questioned look on the butler's face and replies before he could say anything; "Sean is filming me while I do dumb stuff."

"Yeah, we are going to send it to this cool website called; "Dumb-Idiots dot com. Yeah, for some weird reason FanWriter83 has to write dot instead of using the actual dot because FF thinks it's some sort of a spam and removes it. Weird, right?"

We all stare at Sean agape as he keeps rambling on and on about this weird FF website and them having all cool authors who write stories about him and Selina kissing a lot, or even them who write stories about Bruce and Selina.

"Is it not enough that I know you are idiots?!" Alfred roars angrily as he tries to drown Sean's ramblings. "Does the whole planet need to know it?!"

Sean and Cat share a look and then stare at Alfred, blankly; "Yes! Yes the do!"

The two street children have to run for that one.

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