"Mommy," Dick whispered in Harley's ear, his lips soft on her cheek. "Mommy, nap time is over," he said gently. Harley opened her eyes to Haly's drooling face in hers. The baby cooed and grinned, gripping the edge of the couch tightly as Dick held her up on her feet. She bounced a bit and then squealed loudly, and Dick laughed as he pulled her away. Harley pulled the blanket up over her head and groaned. "I'm sorry, I didn't think she'd do that," Dick chuckled, tugging the blanket back down. "Come on, couch potato, you've got to get ready for your day."
Sunlight streamed through the living room windows, open to the warm June day outside, and the curtains blew a bit in the breeze. Wally scampered up to Dick and Haly, and Haly shrieked with delight again, grabbing onto his ears. Harley watched the two of them.
"Why do I have to get ready?" she whined. "You're the one who bought such a comfy couch."
"Because the girls will be over in an hour, and I'll be taking Haly with me to my bachelor party. Isn't that right Sweet Pea?" he grinned down at Haly, and she burbled up at him, pulling Wally's ears.
"You mean you'll be taking Haly for Alfred to babysit her. She better not be around what happened at the last bachelor party."
"No, we aren't going to go out. After the last bachelor party, I've forbidden everyone from anything like that," Dick chuckled. "I might have a beer or two, but I'm not getting drunk. Someone's gotta look out for you while Momma goes and tears up the town, huh?" Dick looked down at Haly in his lap, and she babbled up at him. "I know, I hope she has fun too." Haly spewed some more gibberish and then squealed as if it was a conversation, and Dick gasped. "Watch your language!" he giggled, ruffling her hair. Haly went to put Wally's ear in her mouth and Dick pushed it away, releasing the dog to scamper off to freedom.
"You guys are going over to Will's, or are you staying here?" he smiled up at Harley, and Haly bit his finger.
"Probably over to their house." She propped her head up on her elbow. "Doesn't feel like a bachelorette party when it's at your own place."
"Yet the next door neighbor is—" Dick kissed her head as he stood— "totally acceptable," he grinned, holding Haly with one arm as he looked down at Harley. "You, my fiancée, are stunning."
"Going to use that title for as long as you can?" she teased before sitting up and stretching. She jumped in surprise when his lips met hers, her eyes closed as she stretched.
"Until I get to call you my wife," he grinned against her lips. She felt Haly reaching for her neck, and Dick handed her over to her mother.
"Hi baby." She kissed Haly's head as she bounced her on her lap. "You get to play with the boys today. Yeah, you keep them in line, okay?" Haly nodded and laughed, clinging onto Harley's shirt. Her black tuft of hair stuck up from her head, longer and curling now above her ears. Dick smiled down at them as the doorbell rang. Harley grinned up at him. "I clearly have the baby, so I guess that means you're answering that."
"Fine," he laughed, walking out of the living room. When Dick opened the door, Will met him, beaming.
"Ready to get this party started?" he asked, smiling broadly. Dick rolled his eyes.
"Not quite. Come in," he left the door open as he walked back to Harley in the living room. Clark curiously sniffed Will's hand as he entered, and Will smiled at Harley.
"How are you?" he asked, putting his hands in his pockets.
"We're good," Harley laughed and lifted Haly's arm to mimic a wave. "She's going to make sure you boys behave yourselves tonight." Haly giggled as Harley gave her a big kiss on the cheek.
"We're taking Haly?" Will looked at Dick nervously and he shrugged.
"Yeah, why not?" he smiled. Will ran a hand over his head and laughed.
"Sure, sounds good."
Dick nodded and grabbed his jacket, pulling it on. He kissed Harley's head. "I'm gonna go get the diaper bag."
"Well that wasn't nearly good enough." Harley caught his shirt. "Is that really how you're going to kiss your fiancée for possibly the last time?"
"'Possibly the last time'? That's a little morbid, where do you think tonight's gonna go?" he smiled, and then kissed her gently, smiling against her lips.
"I think this night's gonna go with it being the last night as your fiancée. Then the next time you kiss me will be after 'I now pronounce you man and wife.'"
The smile slid off of Dick's face, and he stared at her in shock. "Wow… I hadn't thought about it like that," he sank onto the couch, and Will clapped a hand on his shoulder.
"I remember this phase," he laughed, and Dick smiled down at Haly, playing with his finger.
"I hadn't thought about it like that," Dick repeated softly, running a hand through his hair. "We're getting married. Tomorrow." Harley laughed at him.
"Getting cold feet? Is it too soon?" she giggled. "Do we need to postpone?"
"Are you kidding? I wouldn't postpone even if the Joker came back from the grave," he grinned. "We'd get married Pirates of the Caribbean style, shouting our vows as we fought off the bad guys."
"No," Harley laughed. "Bruce and Selina's parties were enough wedding crazy. Ours better be uneventful."
"With you two?" Will laughed. "Highly unlikely."
"Ok! I'm gonna go get the diaper bag and her carrier and we'll be off, my love," Dick kissed Harley again before hopping up and taking Haly with him. He returned after a while with the diaper bag, and Haly in a little red sun hat and coat. "Ready to go. Say bye to mommy!" Dick waved with Haly's hand as Will walked to the door.
"Good to see you, Harley," he smiled, waving.
"Bye Will! I promise not to corrupt your wife… too much." She got up to give Haly a kiss. "And bye bye baby." She leaned up to give Dick one too. "And bye, baby."
"Love you," he smiled, and he kissed her again. Haly touched her face, cooing.
"Love you too, fiancé," she breathed against his lips. Dick took a deep breath and shuddered, looking like he had to collect himself before opening his eyes.
"Um-wow—" he blinked slowly, and Will grabbed his arm.
"Bye, Harley," Will beamed, steering Dick to the door. She giggled.
"Bye! Have fun!"
"Bye," Dick still stared until the door closed.
By the time Harley had showered and gotten ready, there was a knock on the door. She could hear Clark and Wally barking as the doorbell rang again, and Harley hopped down the stairs to answer. She always missed Haly when she was gone, but there was a freedom there when she wasn't constantly listening for crying or thinking about when she'd have to make the next bottle.
"Harley!" Selina grinned, pulling her in for a hug. Cassandra stood behind her, smiling. "You're pushing it a little bit with the bachelorette party and bridal shower all in the night before the wedding, aren't you?" She smiled over her shoulder as Harley let them in.
"Hey, I'm pretty sure both of those things are bridesmaid's jobs, so blame yourselves." Harley ran her hand through her damp hair as she led them into the living room. Wally yapped in excitement and ran in circles around Cass and Selina's legs.
"Puppy!" Cassandra grinned and picked him up.
"Are we the first ones here?" Selina asked, taking her sunglasses off.
"You are a bit early," Harley teased. "And we're going over to Molly's anyway."
"Oh! Then I'll keep this on," Selina smiled and shrugged her jacket back on, looking around. "I've always loved this house…"
"Will the doggies come?" Cassandra smiled, holding Wally so tight he squirmed. Clark waddled over to her and he licked her hand.
"I'm sorry, Cass. Probably not." Wally panted happily, his legs dangling as he licked his nose and looked up at Cass.
"Okay," she smiled, dropping down to her knees and releasing Wally to the floor.
"Hey party people!" Barbara called as she came up the sidewalk. "When are we gettin our drank on?"
"You're getting your drank on at at Molly's!" Harley called back.
"Love that girl!" Barbara laughed, veering over the lawn towards Molly's front door. Selina wound her arm in Harley's with an excited smile.
"Do your dogs need to go to a kennel?" Cassandra looked up at her, smiling.
"Oh please," Harley laughed. "You think Dick ever puts these two in a kennel?" Harley bent down and scratched both of the dog's ears. "You behave you two."
"Let's go," Selina whined, pulling Harley out the door and closing it behind them. They chose to walk around the yards on the sidewalk, instead of cutting across the grass like Barbara did. She now stood on Molly's front porch, ringing the doorbell over and over.
"Hello, Molly!" Selina called as they came up the front porch. "Where's the little one?"
"At a sleepover until tomorrow morning," Molly called back, crossing her arms. Her frizzy black hair was pulled back from her face by a headband, and she smiled brightly. "How's the bride to be?"
"Hot," Harley whined. "Let me in."
"Alright, alright." She smiled, stepping aside so they could shuffle in. The air conditioning was a welcome change to the heat outside.
"Let's get the party started!" Barbara cried. "Where's the maid of honor? Where are the plant themed strippers?"
"No strippers," Harley warned. "Last time is bad enough, and Ivy should be here soon."
"Damn. I was kinda looking forward to a stripper named Oakley. Or Sage. Berry?"
"Reed!" Cass added, looking around Molly's house. Barbara laughed.
"Everyone go make yourselves at home," Molly ushered them into the living room. "I've got snacks and stuff, I'll bring them in." Selina walked in, dragging Harley, and they sank into one of the plush tan couches in the room.
"So Harley. You excited?" Barbara sat down opposite them, tucking her feet under her leg.
"Yeah, of course," she giggled nervously. "We're already living together and have a daughter; it's practically like we're married anyway."
"Yeah it's fluff," Barbara waved her hand.
"No, believe me. It feels different. Especially on the honeymoon," Molly giggled, putting the food on the table. There were little sandwiches, and what looked like pink lemonade in mason jars.
"I second that," Selina giggled and picked up a glass. "What is this?"
"A watermelon and lemonade mixed drink," Molly beamed proudly. "With frozen crushed watermelon in it! I thought it'd be summery."
"It's terrific," Selina laughed.
"I don't even know where we're going, let alone what we'll be doing." Harley rolled her eyes, and the doorbell rang.
"Hello?" Ivy called as she peeked in.
"In here," Molly called to her.
"'Don't know what you'll be doing' my ass," Selina laughed. "Hi Ivy!"
"What'd I miss?" Ivy sank down onto the couch beside Harley.
"Not hardly anything. Watermelon lemonade things. they're good," Selina shrugged and handed her one.
"Where are the plant themed strippers?" Barbara cried, grinning at Ivy. She glared back at Barbara.
"Plant themed?" she asked dryly. Harley giggled and took the glass of lemonade that Molly offered her.
"Yep," Barbara beamed. "No strippers?" Ivy glared at Harley.
"She threatened to remove me as maid of honor if any strippers showed up. But I took that to mean we could go to the strippers if we wanted."
"Field trip!" Stephanie wailed from the doorway, kicking her flip flops off. "Did I hear strippers?!"
"How old are you?" Molly looked at her.
"Oh please, Cass is younger than I am."
"She's married to a cop," Harley reminded them and took another sip of lemonade.
"You're such a party pooper," Steph muttered and grabbed a mason jar. "Is there alcohol in this?" she asked.
"Yes," Molly sighed.
"Score." Steph dropped down onto the couch beside Selina.
"So Ivy, Miss Maid of Honor. What are we doing on this lovely summer evening?" Selina beamed.
"First is the bridal shower since that was supposed to be forever ago," Ivy glared at Harley, "but someone didn't give me any time to plan it." Harley grinned and shrugged.
"Does that mean presents!?" Steph beamed, shoving a taped shut cardboard box toward her with a stick figure of a bride on it.
"Dang," Harley laughed. "Where were you keeping that?"
"I was sitting on it. It's a little squashed."
"I'm sure it's perfectly fine," Harley laughed again. She went to pull the tape up with her nails before pausing. "Was I supposed to get my nails done?" She studied her hands.
"We can go out and do that today," Selina assured her.
"Open it!" Stephanie shouted, beaming. When Harley pulled it open there was a huge, gaudy bejeweled crown, worthy of the animated Anastasia. "Yay!" Steph clapped. Harley glared at Selina.
"This is fake right? Please tell me this isn't real."
"Hey, I didn't have any hand in it." Selina beamed.
"Oh please. Like I could afford that on a High School salary," Stephanie laughed. "It's fake. It's a bridal shower gift to wear at your bachelorette party!" Harley settled it on her head.
"If it was real, I would've liked to see someone try and steal it with Selina around."
"No chance," Selina beamed, crossing her arms.
"But don't you dare steal my crown," Harley warned.
"Hey," Selina beamed, downing the rest of her drink, "it's your day now."
She shoved a bag towards her, and when she opened it up there were a couple of sets of designer lingerie, one white for the wedding, and one black and red, with tights and garters and other fun accent pieces. Selina grinned. "Something new for you."
"And Dick," Harley laughed. "You bought me an outfit you're never going to get to see me wear."
"Oh please. They're perfect. And it's Agent Provocateur lingerie. So the gift is kinda from Bruce as well." She grinned.
"Can I have some?" Barbara grabbed one, examining the silk. She rubbed it on her face. "Oh my god this is brilliant…"
"Don't rub my sexy time clothes on your face," Harley snatched it back as she laughed. "Have your own bachelorette party, and you can get your own." She put them back into the bag. "Thank you, Selina. I'll put them with the other ones I've already packed."
"You're welcome," Selina smiled.
"I'm never going to have my own bachelorette party," Barbara pouted as Molly refilled their drinks.
"Yes you will," Molly assured her. "There's no need to rush into it."
"Yeah, Sam and I are good where we're at," she smiled, sipping her lemonade. "Damn these are strong!"
"Yeah, I tried the recommended amount and couldn't taste anything, so I doubled it." Molly shrugged. "Probably not the best idea."
"Oh we're gonna party party," Barbara laughed, downing the drink and holding her glass out for more.
The sun was on the horizon by the time they'd finished the presents and talked about nearly every topic under the sun, not to mention drank just a little too much. Barbara looked out the window, running her hand through her hair. They'd chosen to watch He's Just Not That Into You as one of their safe bachelorette party activities.
Harley's phone buzzed and Barbara glanced over as Harley read it.
How's it going over there? Pretty boring here. Bruce is officially an old man, asleep in his chair lol
Harley smiled before texting back.
We're having fun. How are you? How's Haly?
She's sleeping. I'm sure she'll wake up soon. Miss you
Harley glanced around at everyone before back at her phone.
Miss you too
"Oh nope," Barbara snatched Harley's phone, holding it away from her. "This party needs a boost, ASAP."
"Hey!" Harley tried to grab her phone back. "I was using that!"
"Nope," she grinned. "You're not gettin this back-" she stuck it on top of the bookshelf- "wait. Molly what are those?" Barbara pointed out the window.
"What?" She looked out to where fireflies were flitting over the automatic sprinklers in the yard. "The sprinklers?"
"Sprinklers?!" Steph sat up, and Barbara grinned, grabbing Harley's hand as she leapt over the back of the couch, running out into the front yard and into the water streams, laughing. It was cold, but it was hot and muggy outside, so the chill was a welcome change. Barbara laughed happily, twirling Harley around.
"You could've at least warned me," Harley laughed. She pulled her glasses off and wiped the lenses.
"It's fun!" she squealed as a stream of water hit her in the face. Barbara pushed her glasses up her head to hold her hair back.
"I wanna come!" Steph grinned, dancing in the sprinklers dragging Cassandra. Selina laughed from the porch, still holding her drink. Harley grinned as she knelt down and angled the spray toward Barbara's face. Cass jumped out of the way to avoid getting hit, but Steph was soaked instantly. Barbara shrieked and laughed, spitting water out of her mouth.
"Harley!" she cried, chasing after her. Harley giggled and sprinted away, slipping on the wet grass.
"Selina! Help me!"
"No way, this dress cost too much," She laughed from the porch, leaning drunkenly on the railing with Ivy and Molly beside her. Barbara slipped and fell as well, giggling.
"I surrender," Harley gasped as she spread her arms out on the grass. "Just don't make me run again." She hadn't thought she'd drank enough, but she could feel the buzz settling heavily over her.
"Come on!" Steph howled. "More drinks!" She dragged Cassandra to her feet, and Barbara grabbed Harley.
"Let's get you dry first," Molly laughed, and Ivy led Harley over toward her own house.
Barbara stumbled after her as Cass and Steph joined Molly.
"Let's get you girls in some warm clothes."
"Hey Harley, you got cocktail dresses?" Barbara grinned, already pulling her shirt off as Harley pulled her in the door.
"Yeah why? Are we having cocktails?" Harley grinned.
"Pre-cocktail party cocktails," she beamed, giggling. "Let's get gorgeous!" Ivy led them up to her closet, and Barbara stripped off her wet clothes. "Find me something blue, Lee!" she cried. "You need to wear white! Like a bride!"
"I was already wearing something presentable before you soaked me," Harley grumbled as she flicked on her closet light. "Well… How slutty do you want to be?"
"All the slutty! I'll probably wind up at Sam's again tonight so…. Yeah," she giggled, holding up one of Harley's bras. "You got way bigger ta tas than me."
"I had a baby." Harley snatched it back and tossed her a blue dress.
"Wait, I needed that!" Barbara whined and then grabbed one of Harley's sports bras, putting it on with the cocktail dress. "This looks cute, right?" She stumbled a bit over her soaking wet clothes on the floor. Ivy steadied her.
Crickets chirped outside the open window in rhythm with the sprinklers in Molly's lawn down below.
"Ivy needs something to wear too!" Barbara beamed, rejoining Harley in the closet.
"I'm still dry," Ivy assured her. "Worry about you."
"Jeez, Barbara. How much have you had to drink?" Harley asked.
"Well I may or may not have pregamed. I thought there'd be strippers," She shot Ivy a glare before falling to the side as she pulled a pair of heels on. "God I'm glad we're the same size. "You've got taste, girl."
"And the Wayne's got the money," Harley giggled. "Hey Ivy. Why aren't you drinking?"
"Because I heard about what happened last time. Someone has to stay sober. Now are you two ready? Molly and Selina are waiting." She glanced down at her phone before back at them.
"No!" Barbara cried. "You can't! You, Harley and Selina are, like, the dream team!"
"With all of you, the maid of honor has to be sober," Ivy argued. "Just finish getting dressed, and we can go back to Molly's where you can drink more and not care if I'm not."
"But Molly won't drink," Barbara whined as they started down the stairs.
"Well then you just drink enough for both of you," Harley teased as she ran a hand through her damp hair. "Should we grab some clothes for Stephie?"
"Oh sure!" Barbara went back to her closet and grabbed a little black flowy dress. "Is this okay? I don't care. Let's find more booze," Barbara laughed, and they went down the stairs again. Wally ran after them and then got stopped when they closed the door. His angry barking combined with the chirping of the crickets as they walked back to Molly's house. "So Harley. How are you really feeling about all of this? Now that I have you buzzed," she beamed. "Are you nervous?"
"Why would I be nervous?" Harley laughed.
"I guess you're right," Barbara shrugged as they went back into the warm living room of Molly's home. The windows were open, the cooling night air blowing the curtains open a bit. Barbara dropped down on the couch. "Dick Grayson is infamous for romanticizing 'forever'," she giggled.
"He did bring it up very early in our relationship." Harley got distracted as Selina and Molly rejoined them from the kitchen. "Hi! Did you get Molly to start drinking yet?"
"I've had a couple," Molly laughed.
"She had one," Selina pouted, a dress strap hanging off of her shoulder. She dropped down on the couch, beaming. "I'm bored. What do we do now? Anyone know any good drinking games?" Ivy glanced up at them from the text she was sending.
"Shots!" Steph answered as she came back into the room holding Lilly's Elsa doll with Cass trailing behind her.
"We brought you clothes," Barbara held the dress out to her. "Sorry it's not blue, Ice Queen."
"I said a game, not just 'shots'," Selina laughed.
"Well then you don't know how to play fun games," Steph muttered.
"Fine," Selina slammed her empty glass down. "Go get the shots."
"Hooray," Cass whined, laying down on the floor. Molly had given her a pair of yoga pants and a black athletic hoodie. Steph snatched the dress from Barbara and skipped into the kitchen to search for alcohol.
"I don't need any shots," Harley groaned.
"Just one, okay?" Barbara poked Harley's face, grinning. She picked up her crown and put it on her messy blonde hair, straightening it a bit. "There ya go. This too." She gave her a kiss on the cheek, and then put a little bride sash over her shoulders.
"Aww," Harley giggled, "and here I thought you had a crush on Dick not me."
"I always liked blondes," Barbara teased. "Where are them shots!?"
"I'm coming!" Steph yelled back.
"Well then Sam is not your type at all," Harley laughed.
"What? He's a cop, if that's not Barbara's type, you can throw me out," Selina giggled. "Oh my God! You know that thing about how we basically are attracted to our parents?"
"Ew," Barbara muttered. "I do not. Sam is not my dad."
"Dick was just like your dad when he was younger," Selina pointed out.
"Don't tell me I'm marrying Commissioner Gordon," Harley laughed as Steph came back in, carrying a bottle of vodka and a stack of plastic shot glasses.
"Molly plans well," she commented, balancing the stack.
"Oh yeah! Let's go baby!" Barbara whooped, and Cass laughed, sitting up and taking a shot glass from Steph. She handed it to Harley and then got her own.
"Here's to the bride," Selina toasted with a grin. Steph poured generous amounts into each glass before holding hers up.
"To them finally getting married," she added.
"Finally," Barbara laughed.
"And may you two live happily ever after and have as many babies as you want," Selina giggled. Harley rolled her eyes as they downed their shots. She grimaced at the burn.
"And it's not finally," she defended, setting her shot glass aside. "I'm still young."
"With you two it's felt like forever for all of us," Barbara rolled her eyes.
"I never would have been able to marry young," Selina sighed. "Even if Bruce had asked. Too many opportunities out there."
"Well we already have a daughter and live together and aren't exactly going to see other people, so… Why does opportunity matter?" She grabbed the vodka and poured another shot.
"I don't know. I don't know what I would have done if I'd have gotten pregnant as young as you. But I'm different! I'm thirty-four now, and now I want a kid. And you're different. We're different," Selina beamed, downing another shot. She laughed. Harley set her empty shot glass down.
"Well I still don't know what I'm doing getting pregnant as young as me."
"Two words, baby," Barbara grabbed her face and shook it. "Dick. Fucking. Grayson. Ya never shoulda gotten mixed up with that shady character."
"But I like that shady character," Harley mumbled, her cheeks smushed between Barbara's hands. "And I like fucking. Dick. Grayson."
Selina snorted, and Steph was beside herself with laughter. Even Molly had erupted into giggles. Ivy rolled her eyes at them as she checked her phone again.
"Well you're not unjustified there," Barbara agreed, laughing. "Wow, my head hurts. One more shot. Ivy, you've been quiet, do you want one?" Barbara grinned, spilling a little on the coffee table as she tried to pour more into the shot glasses.
"Oh no," Ivy smirked, "I'm having too much fun watching this."
"I always thought you liked participating more," Harley mumbled suggestively as she picked her glass up again.
Cass gave an enthusiastic "oooooh!" from the floor, fist pumping a little.
"Last one," Selina giggled, raising her glass. Harley tapped hers against Selina's before drinking it.
"Do you even drink alcohol, plant girl?" Steph asked.
"Just shut up and drink your shot," Ivy sighed, and Steph happily obeyed.
"So what now?" Cass looked around, rubbing her eyes sleepily.
"I say we call the boys and see if they're drunk enough that they'd be our strippers!" Stephanie grinned, snatching Harley's phone off of the mantelpiece. "What's your code?" she whined.
"Nooo," Harley whined. "Besides, they have the baby. The baby can't be around strippers."
"She already is. It's all ones, isn't it?" She raised Harley's phone. "Your passcode, it's all ones, or something like that?"
"I'm not telling you," Harley pouted. "It's my bachelorette party, and I'm supposed to be able to have some time away from the baby and Dick."
"Fine, then what should we do?!" Steph asked, falling down on the couch over Barbara and Harley's laps.
"We could go out," Cass mumbled quietly from the floor, and Barbara looked down at her.
"That might be fun," she grinned. "We can go down to that little dive bar you and Dick like so much. And we can go get our nails done see? It's perfect," Barbara shoved Stephanie's legs off of her and stood carefully.
"That's not a bad idea," Selina agreed. "What do you think, Harles?"
"I don't care, as long as it's something fun. We need to go out and have all the fun because tomorrow I'll be married and won't be able to anymore."
"I don't think that's how it works," Ivy sighed.
"Of course not, Harley," Molly smiled, patting her leg. Selina slammed her shot glass down.
"Yes it is. I haven't been out of the manor since I got back from my honeymoon. Come on, losers, we're going to go have some fun." She stood, helping Harley up and grabbing her shoes.
"From now on I'm gonna be a boring wife-mom forever," Harley mumbled, "and I'm not even thirty."
"What does that make me?!" Selina cried. Barbara laughed.
"Come on! We'll get our nails done, and our hair done-"
"-and it's aaalllll on Bruce!" Selina beamed, waving a credit card. Stephanie whooped loudly and beamed.
"Yay Bruce!" Harley giggled. "He's like a big… sugar daddy. For the whole family."
"Yeah well you get the cute acrobat so stay off my hunky sugar," Selina muttered, pulling her heels on and opening the door. When she stepped onto the porch she beamed. "God, it's beautiful out!" she cried.
"Yeah you are!" Harley laughed. Ivy sighed as she followed the group outside.
"Harley's layin' down the good ones tonight," Stephanie giggled, looking at the cars in the driveway. "Nose goes on driving!"
Selina planted her finger on her nose when Stephanie did, as did Cassandra.
"I'd drive," Barbara shrugged, waving her keys.
"No." Ivy snatched the keys from her. "Everyone into the most spacious car."
"Shotgun!" Steph cried.
"Nope! I'm the bride to be," Harley complained.
"Does shotgun mean nothing anymore?" Steph muttered.
"Harley gets it!" Barbara shouted. "It's my car!"
"Okay okay, children, let's just get in and buckle up," Molly giggled, helping Harley into the passenger seat of Barbara's SUV. Ivy settled into the driver's seat and pulled out her phone.
"Hey no texting and driving." Harley snatched her phone away.
"Give it back."
"No."
"You're acting like a child," Ivy sighed. "I was just texting Jason."
"Even more no!"
"OOOoooOOOH!" Stephanie wailed, giggling. "You're so cute. Jason and Ivy sittin in a tree! K-I-S-S-S-S-G!" she shouted, and Cassandra covered her mouth.
"Punch it, Chekov!" Selina cried from the back.
"I'm surrounded by idiots," Ivy muttered as she turned the car on. She put the car in reverse and Harley cheered.