Mom later found me sprawled out on the couch in the living room, asleep. According to her, I was snoring. I didn't believe her.

Anyway, when breakfast was ready she woke me up. I was a bit hungry even though I'd gotten a snack an hour ago, and the smell of bacon made my mouth water.

I slowly made my way into the kitchen and slouched down on a chair. Mom put a plate of bacon and egg in front of me, along with a cup of coffee. Milk, no sugar, the perfect way to drink coffee.

"How did you sleep, honey," mom asked.

I just groaned. Forming a complete sentence seemed like a much too difficult task for me.

I finished my breakfast and downed my coffee, craving some caffeine. I felt less tired almost immediately. I even felt like going outside and committing some crime.

"Mom, do you think dad has any missions for me?" I asked.

Mom shrugged.

"You'll have to ask him. But even if you don't get a mission you can still just go out and pickpocket people" she replied.

Conveniently enough dad entered the kitchen that exact moment.

"Morning, Harley, Ren" he greeted.

"Morning" mom and I replied.

"Dad, do you have a mission for me? I really feel like doing something" I asked.

Dad thought for a moment before his face lit up.

"I know exactly what you can do! I promised Selina some help today and I'm sure she would love it if you showed up" dad suggested.

"You got it" I replied, already running to my room to get my stuff.

~~~

Selina was a hard woman to find. Even with her location it still took longer than I liked to admit finding her.

She was laying on her stomach on the edge of a roof, one leg dangerously hanging out over the busy street below. A small backpack laid next to her.

"Hi, Selina" I greeted her.

Selina jumped up and looked around in confusion before her eyes locked on me.

"Would you look at that! My little kitten has come to help me" she squealed.

Ugh. Why does she insist on calling me kitten? It's embarrassing. On the other hand, it wasn't my worst nickname by far.

"So what are we doing today then?" I asked.

Selina grinned.

"There's a beautiful bracelet in the Gotham Museum that I simply must have. It's supposedly the sixth most valuable bracelet in the world" she explained.

I had expected nothing else from her. She had an odd obsession for jewelry.

~~~

Selina and I were stood on the roof of the museum. We had a foolproof plan to get in and out before the police could get there. Though it wouldn't be easy, seeing as the bracelet was only on display during opening hours.

Our way in would be the large glass portion of the ceiling. Not my preferred entrance, but the only fire exit was through the basement where we would most definitely be seen and the main entrance was out of the question. So the roof had to do.

Whoever designed the building had thought it to be a good idea to make it possible to open the individual windows in the ceiling from the inside, which made our job incredibly easy.

I simply stuck my knife in the small slit between the window itself and the frame and unhinged the lock, successfully opening the window.

I then made sure my grappling hook was secure before lowering myself into the building.

Large metal bars were evenly placed with the purpose of supporting the heavy duty lights in the room. Much to my delight one of the bars led directly to a vent.

So without any of the visitors below noticing, I snuck up to the vent, used my knife to unscrew it and climbed inside.

"But what about the cameras???" you ask.

Why the fuck would they have cameras pointing at the roof?

Anyway. I crawled through the vent, following a map on my hologlove, until I reached the "control room" where the guards sat with their coffees, keeping an eye on the security feed on their screens.

In one swift motion, I kicked open the vent and landed on the floor. I didn't give the guards my time to react before I grabbed the closest thing I could find and hit one of them over the head, simultaneously kicking the other in the face.

They fell to the ground. Unconscious.

I unplugged a few cables and used them to tie up the guards. I then looked around for some sort of electricity box, which, according to my map, should be there.

I found the box and opened it. I then took one of the guards' coffees and threw it at the box. It sparked angrily and made some mildly concerning voices before dying completely.

Just then the lights in the room went out, along with hopefully every other light in the building. Just like we planned.

I sent Selina a text, giving her the clear to go in.

Now the only thing I had to do was get out the same way I came in.

That was easier said than done.

While Selina had night vision goggles I did not. My hologlove had a flashlight but I had a hard time keeping my arm steady enough for the flashlight to actually be useful.

By the time I got out of the vent, I saw Selina on the roof. She had done it. Now I just had to get to my grappling hook, which was still exactly where I left it.

A few of the visitors below noticed me and pointed at me, yelling for guards to get me. It didn't concern me. I already had my hand tightly wrapped around the handle of the grappling hook. I pressed the button and was hoisted up to the roof, where Selina gave me a high five.

~~~

"That went extremely well" I commented, once we were safe in Selina's apartment.

"Thanks to you, kitten. You were awesome" Selina said, ruffling my hair.

"Well, you did do the actual stealing, so I would say the effort was 50/50" I insisted.

Selina shrugged and went into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and suddenly a coke bottle was hurled at me. I caught it last second and shot Selina a glare. She just laughed and escaped to the living room, a beer in hand.

I followed her to the couch and made myself comfortable.

"You have time to watch a movie before you have to go home, right?" Selina asked.

So that's what we did.