26. Brave New World
"I can't believe she's finally here," Selina said, smiling at the peacefully sleeping bundle in her arms. She felt so warm and happy by just looking at her new-born baby. All the pain she had endured before the labour, just had vanished and was replaced with the strong urge of protecting the tiny one in her arms. Is this what they called a mother's instinct?
Selina kissed the sleeping baby's forehead.
"I can't believe how much she already looks like her mom," a male voice said. Selina turned her head to look at her boyfriend, Sean, then stuck her tongue out.
hours earlier…
Alfred sauntered lazily down the stairs. After all the things that had happened to him during the hike that should have been a fun thing and not some sort of survival challenge, he wanted nothing other than a lazy day. Especially since Selina had kept him busy ever since by complaining about pains she felt in her pelvic. He even called a doctor and asked Lee for advice in a video chat, and both doctors said it could be due to the prior injury in her pelvic which she had developed after Haleigh had kicked her. It could be a signal that the baby was preparing itself for birth, which would mean the womb and the baby put pressure on her pelvic, causing the pain. The best thing for her was bed rest until her water broke so she would be strong enough to have a natural birth instead of a cesarean section. But telling Selina to stay put in bed was like telling a bird not to fly. Alfred found out the hard way.
The butler yawned openly then entered the kitchen and found it in a huge mess. It not only looked like some baking powder bomb has exploded, but egg shells lied on the benchtop while the egg-white was dripping down the side onto the floor. Chunks of half-melted butter were splashed against the walls, windows and kitchen cupboards while a toast was still in the toaster and about to burst into flames. The oven also emitted some big clouds of black smoke while the kitchen tap hosed the kitchen floor like a lawn sprinkler. In the midst of it all stood Jack and Bruce, fighting over a loaf of bread.
"What on earth happened in here?!" Alfred bellowed with booming voice, though he already kinda knew the answer. Both teens froze momentarily before turning slowly and meeting Alfred's rage filled eyes. The both of them inhaled deep then yelled al kind of things at the same time. Alfred slowly dragged his hand across his face then hollered; "Both of you, just shut up!"
Again, both boys froze in utter shock. Never, in Bruce's entire life, Alfred had ever said shut up at him. The poor boy turned pale in shock. Jack however, curled his lips in a lopsided grin. It seemed the butler finally showed cracks again. Would his inner villain finally make a return? Jack surely hoped so.
Noticing the shocked and pale expression on his beloved boy's face, Alfred instantly calmed down again then sighed; "Please, one at the time. Which one of you two made this mess?"
"HE DID!" both boys shouted in sync and pointed fingers at one and another.
Alfred dragged in another sigh then said, with exasperated tone in his voice; "Fine! You know what, how about you tell me why you two are in the kitchen in the first place, Master Bruce…"
"We didn't want to wake you up, because you seemed very tired last night, so we made attempts to make our own breakfast, but JACK HERE, decided...
"HEY! DON'T YOU DARE BLAMING THIS ON ME!" Jack roared infuriated.
"You're telling me that I was the one who put all the muffin ingredients in the blender and put it on high speed without putting the lid on first?!" Bruce yelled loudly.
"Yes! Yes you did!" Jack grinned. "And do I have to remind you that you were the one who cracked the egg shells on the side of the bench top, splashed the butter on the walls and windows and FORGETS to check the oven and toaster?"
Bruce puffed up like an angry toad then yelled; "You did all those things, not me! Alfred knows and so do the readers. Because they know you are annoying!"
"Readers think you're a sissy!" Jack retorted back.
"According to Annie's futuristic comics I become a hero and you will become a crazy-ass villain!"
"NO WAY, MAN! I WILL BECOME A CRAZY-ASS MASTER VILLAIN!" Jack screamed then readied himself for the kill. Luckily, for Bruce, Alfred recognized the body language and stepped in, blocking Jack's path.
"That's it, Mister Declan!" You clean this mess up while I have something else to do for Master Bruce!"
Jack scowled in return; "It's Mister Future Joker for you, Jeeves." Then a scream of pain echoed to the chalet and Jack gasped; "Oh no! My sweet little kitten is in pain!" And with that, he sped outside the kitchen then down the hallway and up the stairs. A few seconds later his screams of pain echoed through the chalet after Sean punched him in the face for coming into his and Selina's bedroom without knocking first.
Sean kicked the door shut then walked across the bedroom and sat down onto the smaller bed in the corner while Selina was trying to sleep in the double bed. The young dad-to-be still refused to sleep with the mom-to-be- in one bed. To meet her halfway, Alfred suggested to put Sean's bed in the same room. Fearing that Selina would still find a way to curl up next to him in the one-person bed with her pregnant belly, but also knew he had to take his responsibilities and be there for her and her approaching child birth, Sean agreed reluctantly.
"Please remind me, when we arrive back in Gotham, I have to visit Haleigh and introduce her to my boots," Selina grumbled from under the covers. "It's so her fault I am in this pain."
Sean sighed; "Selina, you're in pain because the baby is preparing for birth."
"Yes, I know. But you heard the doctor. My pelvic would have been less stress if Haleigh…"
"There is no reason for you to visit her," Sean said, cutting Selina off then stood up and walked towards the double bed and sat down at the end of Selina's feet. "In a few hours you will be a mom… and I will be a dad…" Sean thought the last part of the sentence. For some reason it felt all still so surreal. A bit scary. What if he wasn't qualified enough to be a dad, or a teen parent for that matter. What if…Sean quickly chased the awful and frightened thoughts away and said; "If you're hungry, I can make a snack for you."
Selina grinned slightly as she asked; "If you're the snack, then I'm definitely hungry."
Sean stared at her bemused then quickly jumped to his feet and said; "Not gonna happen. Selina. You heard what the doctor said. You're not allowed to do things that can exhaust your body."
"Since when have I ever listened to what anyone said to me?"
Instead of replying Selina question, Sean quickly left the room, knowing Selina won't be quick enough to follow.
A few minutes later, Sean entered the kitchen and found Bullock and Jim sipping coffee while Alfred cleaned the mess made by Jack and Bruce. Sean could feel a heavy tension between the three adults. Also, both Jim and Bullock wore a bemused scowl on their faces.
"Is there anything left to make at least a small snack?" Sean asked, looking around the messy kitchen. Jim grumbled there was only coffee and cereal left then resumed back to sipping coffee and chewing dry cereal, because obviously there wasn't milk left.
Realizing it was best to not ask any further questions, the teen poured a coffee for himself and sat down. A long heavy vibe followed. Sean could hear the clock in the hallway tick. He could hear the birds outside in the trees. He could hear Jack and Loïc fight during a video game they played in one of the upstairs room.
The young boy darted his eyes back and forth between Jim and Bullock, but all they did was grumble and kept their angry eyes fixated at Alfred who was cleaning reluctantly. Sean wondered what the butler could have done to make the two cops so angry. Also, who had been responsible for all the mess?
Suddenly the backdoor opened and Bruce came staggering inside with grocery bags. He handed them to Alfred and stuttered something about him feeling sorry for his erratic behavour earlier then left the kitchen with his head down.
Sean noticed that both Bullock and Jim watched Bruce leave with a pitiful look on their faces, as if they felt sorry for him. Then they glared back at Alfred who pretended to be not aware of it. Sean started to wonder what the big elephant in the room was.
Bullock tossed a handful of cereal into his second cup of coffee then drank and munched it down. Sean's stomach started to twist in disgust. Maybe it was best to go back to Selina. It sounds crazy, even for him, but right now he preferred her company over theirs. After all, Selina could barely get out of bed.
Sean finished his coffee then stood up and walked towards the door. Suddenly Bullock broke the heavy silence and bellowed; "If you think you can leave without proper asking why we are angry at Alfred, you're wrong, Mister!"
"Leave Master Ornelas out of this! This is between you two and me!" Alfred bellowed with booming voice as he turned on his heels and penetrated his angry eyes into Bullock's.
Jim put his coffee down and snorted; "So it's Master Ornelas now, huh?"
"Yeah! Because he has the decency to pay ME for my services, unlike you two!"
Bullock grumbled in return; "How about you pay us for being babysitter of those brats you decided to adopt!"
Alfred's eye started to twitch after Bullock's comment then bellowed; "I didn't adopt anyone but Master Bruce! You're lousy partner here thought it was wise to put Miss Kyle under my supervision and keep her safe from assassins."
"And you have done a good job so far, Alfred," Jim quickly said as he noticed they were getting into dangerous territories. Well, Bullock was, but he didn't want to witness his partner being pummelled to pulp. Alfred's posture relaxed a little and Jim thought a few more compliments might do the trick. "And you're also doing an amazing job with those other kids, who forcefully forced themselves up to you. Most people would just kick them back to the streets they came from, but not you."
Jim added a smile and Alfred couldn't help but puff up a little with proudness. Of course, Bullock had to ruin it again.
"Good job? Are you kidding me?!" Not noticing Alfred's twitching eye, Bullock laughed; "Do I have to remind you that the girl you left under Alfred's protection is about to give birth to a baby? Gotham's hottest billionaire is about to become a dad? One of those other brats is on the edge of becoming the most horrible villain Gotham has ever seen, and the other billionaire is determined to become a giant bat?!"
Sean quickly bolted the kitchen, knowing things would get ugly and he didn't want to witness it. As he entered the bedroom he could hear Bullock's screams of pain.
"Sean! You're back," Selina cried happily then tried to sit up but failed and flopped back into her pillow. She then stretched her arms out towards Sean, like a toddler who wanted to be picked up and said; "Sean-y, be a good boy and help me sit up."
Sean rolled his eyes but walked towards the bed anyway and helped Selina into an upright position. Then, before he knew it, her arms enveloped around his neck like a chain and she kissed him full on the lips. Sean tried to squirm himself free but it was futile.
Bullock and Jim agreed to take the teens away from the chalet. Not that they could say no when Alfred asked them. Well, at first they kinda did and that's why there had been a heavy tension in the kitchen, but Bullock had to ruin everything by offending the butler with and the only option to get Alfred calm again was by saying sorry and agreeing to take the teens out.
The two adults decided to take the pack of children to the lake, for a fishing trip. Not one of their smartest move. Annie and Rikki stayed on land, because they absolutely didn't want to be packed in a boat with Hien and Jack. Not to mention, sit an entire afternoon on the middle of a lake waiting for a fish to bite.
Jim and Bullock directed the boys into the boat, not noticing the big grin Jack and Hien had on their faces. Jim sat down last then grabbed one of the paddles and started to row slowly to the center of the lake.
As soon as they reached the center of the lake, Jim put the paddles down while Bullock divided the fishing gear between him, Jim and the four boys. Then they threw the fishing rods out, sat back and waited.
The four boys managed to relax and sit still for a whole fifteen minutes until Jack decided it was time to entertain himself in a different way. He slowly stood up then jumped up and down making the boat rock violent. Bruce screeched like a scared girl and grabbed both sides of the boat tightly.
Bullock, who had drifted off to sleep, jerked up while shouting; "EARTH QUAKE!" Then he looked around warily and spotted Jack, laughing madly. Bullock turned red in rage. "SIT DOWN, YOU IDIOT!"
Jack plopped down with force, causing the boat to rock a bit more. Bruce looked literally green in terror and nausea. Loïc just looked unimpressed and if nothing had happened. Hien grinned wickedly. Jim rolled his eyes. Bullock glared one more time at the teen then sat back and resumed staring at his fishing rod's bobber and yawned.
The teens and Jim did the same thing. Bruce slowly turned back to his original color and managed to relax again as well.
"Seriously, why don't they just plunge that insane kid in the lake?" Rikki asked, looking at the boat drifting on the lake. "I mean, shouldn't they know by now that one antic leads to the next?"
Annie shrugged then replied; "Oh well, we are here safe on land. If they're too stupid to realize sharing a boat with Jack is like suicide, it's their problem."
Rikki nodded in understanding then a sudden scream catches both girls attention. They look at the source of the scream and see Hien throwing one of the two paddles into the water. He then grabbed the other one as well, slammed it onto the water before throwing that one away as well.
"And there we have antic number 2…" Rikki mumbled.
Jim, Bullock, Bruce, and Loïc looked clearly stunned for a moment while Jack grinned from ear to ear. His and Hien's plan was working out perfectly. Bullock finally de-frosted and roared; "WHAT DID YOU UST DO?!"
Hien, trying to look as sincere as possible, replied; "I thought I saw Loch Ness so I chased it away."
"Loch Ness is Scottish, you idiot!" Bullock roared infuriated.
Hien didn't blink ones as he said; "Even Loch Ness likes a vacation from time to time."
Bullock's angry glare said enough.
Jim sighed then said calmly; "No worries, I took precautions. I tied a fifteen meter rope from the boat to the mainland. All we need to do is pull the rope and get ourselves..." Jim turned around as he spoke then his eyes widen momentarily before squinting them in rage. The he swayed his fist at the two girls on the mainland and yelled; "ALRIGHT, WHICH ONE OF YOU LOOSENED THE ROPE?!"
"Is he seriously blaming us?" Annie asked, utterly bemused then yelled back; "WHY DON'T YOU ASK THAT PSYCHOPATH NEXT TO YOU WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS!"
Jim's eyes slowly met Jack's, who first looked as if he was about to defend himself then grinned; "She's right, it was me." Then he clutched his arms around Jim and wailed; "Why am I keep doing this?! Can't you all see this is just a desperate cry for help?!"
"Shut up, you idiot!" Jim growled annoyed then took his phone from his inside pocket and said; "Lucky we still have this. I'll just call Alfred to…
Jim got cut off when Hien grabbed the phone and threw it into the lake then said; "Before you start yelling, I want you to know this was a smart move. You see, we'll have to throw all heavy objects away to make our boat lighter. Trust me, when we've done that we'll be as light as a feather and float back to mainland."
"Sounds legit, Jimbo," Bullock said and started to throw out everything they had in the boat. The fishing gear. The bait. The bucket with water that was meant for when they caught a fish. The basket with food for when they get hungry. Jack and Hien helped. Bruce, Loïc, and Jim were too shocked to stop them.
Annie and Rikki saw everything from where they were standing and slapped their foreheads, wondering how it was possible for a fully grown man to be more stupid than two maniac teens.
"Hey guys! Look what I found! What should I do with it?!" Jack asked after he found a pair of spare paddles underneath his seat.
Bullock, not taking the effort to look up as he kept throwing things out, replied; "If it's a heavy object, just throw it out."
"NO! Wait!" Bruce tried, but it was already too late. The paddles flew through the air and hit the water, too far from the boat to reach it. The young billionaire looked at the maniac teen with rage in his eyes. "You just threw away our only chance to get away from this freaking lake!"
Jack's eyes filled with rage as well and yelled; "Hey! Blame the fat cop, alright?!"
"Who are you calling fat?!" Bullock roared in defence. Jim had to stop his partner from attacking Jack.
Alfred felt quite pleased with himself having the chalet for himself for once. Well, not entirely for himself because Sean and Selina were still upstairs, but the teens could handle a few hours without him, right?
Not.
As soon as Alfred had poured himself a cup of tea, positioned himself in the armchair and pulled his feet up, a scream echoed from the upstairs room and quickened footsteps came down the stairs. A few seconds later, Sean appeared in the living room doorway.
"Alfred! Selina's water broke! You need to drive us to the hospital!"
Alfred rubbed the side of his head then grumbled; "Seriously? Just when I want to have some ME time, her water breaks? This better be real, Master Ornelas or else…
"It's real, alright?! We can fill an entire pool with the amount of water that's-never mind! I'll start up the car while you get her."
Alfred jumped to his feet in seconds then hollered; "No way no! I'll start up the car while you carry her down. I mean, she's gonna be your wife and…
"No time to argue, Alfred! You are the butler and I'm paying you, aren't I? Chop, chop!" Sean said then sprinted to the kitchen to get the car keys. Alfred saw no other option than just obey .
Alfred was quite surprised with the fact he could carry Selina down the stairs with ease. Obviously the teens horrible antics kept him in shape somehow. Sadly, Selina had a different opinion with the word 'ease'. For her it didn't go fast enough.
"Alfred, chop chop, will yah?! I am not in the mood to deliver this baby in the back of a car!"
"You should have thought of that before you frolicked with Master Ornelas…" Alfred mumbled under his breath, thinking Selina wouldn't hear it. He was wrong.
"Really?! You're gonna play that card right now?!" Selina bellowed infuriated then puffed in and out when she felt a contraction. Alfred reached the bottom of the stairs then carried Selina down the hallway. Sean, who kept the front door open for him, looked at his watch impatiently.
"NOT a word, Master Ornelas!" Alfred growled annoyed before the boy even had the chance to let one syllable roll over his lips. Sean then rolled his eyes, closed and locked the front door and followed Alfred to the car.
A few minutes, Selina was securely buckled up in the passenger seat and Sean positioned in the driver's seat. Alfred didn't appreciate it and tried to persuade Sean into switching.
"Look, Jeeves! Your style of driving is not safe right now!" Selina said between clenched teeth when she felt another sharp pain. "We saw it many times back in Gotham!"
"When have I ever broke a speeding limit?" Alfred gasped in defence.
Sean rolled his eyes then sighed; "Basically every morning when driving us to school."
"That's because Miss Kyle refuses to get in the car! I would look like a bad example if you guys run late for school, EVERY DAY!"
"And you don't look like a bad example by receiving speeding tickets, EVERY MORNING?" Selina retorted back then clenched her teeth in pain.
Deciding to ignore Selina's retort, Alfred said instead; "I bet you wanna pinch Master Ornelas's hand when…
"WHAT I WANT RIGHT NOW IS GET TO THE HOSPITAL BEFORE THIS BABY SAYS 'HI MOMMY AND DADDY!' SO GET YOUR BUTT IN THE BACKSEAT OR WE LEAVE YOU HERE!"
Knowing that women al around the world tend to have the habit to scream and yell during labour pain, Alfred decided to take it not too personally and stepped into the backseat, reluctant.
"Thanks, Alfred," Sean said looking at the butler through the rear view mirror as he drove off the driveway and onto the road. "How about you try to call Bullock and ask him if he meets us at the hospital."
Alfred grunted in reply. Calling Bullock and have him and the brats meet at the hospital was the last thing he wanted, but since Sean basically became his boss, he had no reasons to refuse. Alfred dialled Bullock's number and waited.
"Bullock has been an idiot and therefore can't answer the phone!" a cheerful girl's voice replied. "You can leave a message after the beep and…
"Miss. Visser! Give the phone back to Mr. Bullock right now!" Alfred bellowed in aggravation. Right now he was not in the mood for more antics.
Annie grinned into the phone; "Yeah…no, sorry. Bullock is having a bit of a problem right now."
"WHO'S CALLING?! IS THAT THE CRAPPY BUTLER?! TELL HIM TO GET HIS BUTT TO THE LAKE AND MAKE SURE HE'S TAKING A LONG ROPE WITH HIM!" Alfred heard the voice off Bullock bellow in the background.
"A ROPE WITH A HOOK!" Jack's voice guffawed. "OTHERWISE IT WILL BE USELESS!"
"ARE YOU INSANE?!" Bullock voice roared. "IF THAT IDIOT STARTS THROWING A ROPE WITH A HOOK, HE MIGHT PLUNGE IT INTO ONE OF OUR HEADS!"
"YES! I KNOW! IF YOU MAKE SURE YOU SIT IN THE FRONT, IT WILL BE YOUR HEAD!" Jack laughed maniacally.
Alfred heard some loud roars and screams indicating Bullock was destroying Jack's face. The butler wasn't really in the mood to ask what was actually going on and said instead; "Miss Visser, be a good girl for once and make sure Mr. Bullock and Mr. Gordon get to the hospital. Master Ornelas and I are driving Miss. Kyle to the hospital. Her contractions has started."
"WOW, THAT'S AMAZING!" Annie screamed into Alfred's ear excitedly then added with a sudden hesitated voice; "But to be honest, I don't think…
"Do what I said, Miss Visser!" Alfred then hung up before Annie could disobey and dropped his head onto the headrest, tiredly.
"I can't believe she's finally here," Selina said, smiling at the peacefully sleeping bundle in her arms. She felt so warm and happy by just looking at her new-born baby. All the pain she had endured before the labour, just had vanished and was replaced with the strong urge of protecting the tiny one in her arms. Is this what they called a mother's instinct?
Selina kissed the sleeping baby's forehead.
"I can't believe how much she already looks like her mom," a male voice said. Selina turned her head to look at her boyfriend, Sean, then stuck her tongue out. Then she reached the little baby girl towards Sean so he could hold her.
Sean took his new-born daughter into his arms and gently rocked her until she fell asleep. Selina smiled.
"What do you think we should call her?"
Sean looked up in surprise then widened his eyes. He hadn't really thought of a name yet. Sure, Selina had tried attacking him a few times by throwing random boys and girls names at him, but he always found a way to escape the matter. Why actually? Because naming a person that wasn't really there yet made it all feel real? It scared him? Because those random names weren't exactly names you want to give your kids, and knowing what Selina would do if he told her that, he decided not to?
Sean started to look out the window awkwardly. Whatever the reason was for avoiding the naming thing, now was the time to come up with a better name before he had no other choice then to let his daughter walk around as Maisie.
The light of the full moon came through the half-open curtains and suddenly he heard himself whisper the name Luna. Selina's voice asking him what he just said caught his attention and he then smiled awkwardly.
"I think the name Luna suits her. Don't ask me why, but it just does."
Selina smiled then nodded and said; "You know what, I agree with you. Luna it is." She then leaned forward and stole a kiss from Sean.
The door of the room suddenly swayed open and Bullock entered while being dripping wet. He had the most excitedly grin on his face then cried out; "Whatever your name is, little girl, I'm your favorite uncle Bullock!"
Sean quickly pulled his daughter away before Bullock even had the chance to think he could just snatch her, then growled; "Could you keep your voice down, you idiot?! She just fell asleep!"
"Oh, sorry," Bullock mumbled, taken aback by Sean's angry voice then hung his head down and slowly sat down on the end of Selina's hospital bed. But before his butt even could touch the sheets, Selina smacked Bullock against the back of his head who then realized it was better to grab a chair instead. He then chuckled awkwardly; "Sorry about being wet and all. Jack and Hien just had to be idiots again, pretending to see a lake monster and 'chased' it away by throwing the paddles into the water."
Selina frowned; "So, how did you get here then?"
"After Annie and Rikki yelled at me we had to go to the hospital because you were in labour, I got so excited I just jumped into the lake and swam to shore then ran all the way here. No cab driver wanted me in the backseat."
"So, where are the others?"
"The butler stopped Annie and Rikki by the door saying you 'needed rest', but I just dodged him and swooped past him. Jim and the boys are still on the lake, probably being very angry at me for not pushing the boat towards land. They yelled at me all kind of things, but I ignored them and kept swimming. And now I'm exhausted, so if you don't mind…
Bullock couldn't finish his sentence before collapsing his head onto the bed and fell asleep, snoring loudly.
"Are you having a laugh, Master Ornelas?!" Alfred bellowed infuriated when the new parent told the butler he wanted to become a bounty hunter and hunt down the monsters of Indian Hill. "When we're back in Gotham, I don't want any of these nonsense! You and all the others will act like normal teenagers!"
Bullock put his beer down then asked; "So, what you want them to do instead is drink beer, have parties all night and try drugs? Because that is basically what teenagers do back in Gotham, trust me. I busted a few parties myself and they aint pretty."
"Weren't pretty, Mr. Bullock," Alfred snarled.
"Have you become a grammar ninja all the sudden?!" Bullock retorted back. Alfred gave him an icy glare. Bullock grabbed his beer and took a big gulp. Sean sighed. He knew Alfred would knock the idea down.
Jim stepped in and said; "I agree with Alfred on this. It's way too dangerous. Besides, for the money you don't have to do it. You're a billionaire."
Bullock slammed his beer down in disbelieve then growled; "Did you just advice a teen to sit on his butt all day and watch money roll in like some already do?!" Bullock glanced briefly at Bruce who was reading the morning paper while eating breakfast.
The teen shot a surreptitiously glare at the cop over the top of the newspapers then said; "Just so you know, Mr. Bullock, this laid back attitude is just a cover. I don't want people know that I'm actually plotting a plan to get rid of the crime."
"And you're agreed to that, but Sean's plan is stupid?" Bullock asked, looking at Alfred.
"The only reason Alfred allows Bruce's plans is because he knows it will never happen. Bruce is way too weak to become a crime-fighter," Annie laughed as she strolled into the kitchen then opened the fridge and grabbed the milk, some cereal, bowls and spoons.
"In a few years I will be strong enough!" Bruce said in defence as Annie left the kitchen with a indistinct snort.
Bullock laughed; "Trust me, Bruce. Gotham needs crime-fighters now, not in a few years. I think Sean's plan is brilliant."
"If you two do your work properly, Gotham wouldn't be needing a teenage crime fighter!" Alfred bellowed.
Bullock puffed up like an angry frog then hollered; "Did you just blame us for all the crime?! If you had taken proper care on what was going on in Wayne Enterprises, like a proper legal guardian of an teen is supposed to do, Strange wouldn't have had the money to start up that freak factory! Also…
"Ehm, Bullock? I think you already said too much…" Jim said who saw the vein throb on the side of Alfred's head.
Sean rolled his eyes then drew in a heavy sign and said as he strolled out the door; "Fight back and forth all you like, but my mind is made up. When we're back in Gotham, I'll start my business as monster bounty hunter."
The young strolled down the hallway then suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of dizziness. Then he felt himself fall forward and right before his world turned black, he saw Selina dash excitedly towards him.
Sean woke up with a sudden jolt, instantly remembering what had happened and what had knocked him out. He made a quick mental note to himself that, in the future, he would squeeze orange from the oranges himself instead of drinking from the juice Alfred made. It was more than obvious that Selina got her hands on it somehow and rigged it with sleeping drugs.
The teen looked around and found out he was surrounded with water. He was sitting in a boat in the middle of a lake. His gut filled with inner rage.
"You didn't!" Sean bellowed angrily at Selina who sat in the boat as well.
Selina grinned in return; "I can finally move around again, Sean-y boy. What did you expect what would happen?"
"Don't you have a daughter to take care of," Sean growled.
Selina shook her head; "Nah, it's fine. Jack is babysitting her."
"WHAT?!"
"I'm kidding, you lovely toy from the streets. She's fine and we are going to have some fun, you and I."
"No! AAGH! Bad kitty!" Sean roared when Selina launched forward and knocked him back to the bottom of the boat, causing the wooden object rock violent. Selina just giggled then vacuumed her lips tightly onto Sean's while trying to move her hand underneath Sean's shirt.
"MISS KYLE! GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF MASTER ORNELAS, RIGHT NOW!"
Selina looked up in anger and saw Alfred standing next to the lake swaying his fists madly. She then clenched her jaws.
"GO AWAY, JEEVES!"
"NO! I KNEW YOU WERE GOING TO DO THIS AGAIN, SO I FOLLOWED YOU! FROM NOW ON YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME, YOU HEAR ME?!"
"NO! I WILL NOT LISTEN TO YOU, YOU HEAR ME?! SEAN IS MY BOYFRIEND AND I'LL DO WITH HIM WHAT I WANT!"
Sean had different idea on that subject, and before Selina knew it, she was tossed overboard by Sean who then grabbed the paddles and rowed back to land. Once on land he jumped off the boat and ran into the mountains where he decided to stay for a few hours.
And Selina? Well, she was very wet and very angry.
One more chapter and series 3 of Cat's to do list (new threats rising) will continue. Can't wait to see your feedback :D