I am BACK! Again! Happy Monday! I hate Mondays... anyway, i's kinda scary, y'know, tomorrow being election day... I hope the world doesn't implode because of it... anyway, BATDADDY IS BACK TO SAVE HIS BABY BIRD! Thank you all, please review and please enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I woke up this morning, and the sun was shining and I was going to read then write the update and get reviews (cough hint cough), all was perfect in the world! And then I remembered I didn't know or own these characters, and I actually have to do things in my life because I don't get anything from this except wonderful reviews (cough hint cough), so yeah (I'm so subtle, aren't I?)

After the party, Selina kissed Harry goodnight then slipped into her apartment to change. She took the scratchy wig off her head and relished the feeling of the silky material on her legs and the mask pressed against her face, goggles turning everything orange and the whip loose around her waist.

It was too perfect.

You know… life is good. She had a great job, great life, and a precious little someone. Oh, the world had been to kind on her. She used to count over and over again how much the world had taken from her. Street rat for a childhood, bad parents, bad experiences.

Catwoman had been her drug. The thrill of the chase gave her momentary freedom from the pain her past caused to writhe within her. Then when she met little Jonny… Dick. She hated that name, but that was who he was- not, you know, the slang of it… but Dick as in the name. It fit him like Selina fit her. Jonny fit him as much as Judy fit her. And when he came to her… she realized.

Life had given her a mountain of crap.

But she was here, she survived her past. She had a home. She had the night, she had who she was. She had her cats, she had everything she ever needed. And now… now she had a family.

She smiled as she waited for Talia in front of McDonalds. She was growing impatient when Talia finally came out, Dick on her hip. He was fast asleep, resting against the Demo-Born peacefully.

"Aw, thanks Tal." Selina smiled, holding her arms for her baby. Talia obliged.

"You should return him, Catwoman."

Selina scowled. "I thought you'd understand, Talia! I can't do that- just can't!"

"The Bat will come after you."

"What does he care?" Selina kissed Dick's glossy locks.

"You have no idea." Talia shook her head, leaving without another word. Selina, disgruntled, turned to go home, only to bump into something tall, dark, and handsome.

Dick, after having his head smashed into a wall of muscle, looked up, his blurry electric blue eyes searching for the cause for his jostle. He turned and caught sight of Batman.

Selina would have guessed that any child would be afraid of the Dark Knight, she was, and that was saying something. So you can imagine her surprise when instead of shrinking against her in fear, his eyes lit up like a lightbulb and he practically screamed in joy.

He threw himself from her arms and against the Bat, not an ounce of apprehension or fear in his movement. Then, to her extreme surprise, horror, surprise, weirdness, strangeness, unexpectedness, and surprise, did I mention surprise? The Bat did something she would have bet her life against.

The Dark Knight held the boy back, stroking his hair and humming softly.

And it was… horrifying. It was just so out of character for the tall, dark, and brooding Dark Knight that Selina was frozen to a standstill.

"Daddy, Tati, Daddy…" Dick murmured, hiding his face in Batman's Kevlar cladded chest. Daddy? Tati? Was he saying… no. Bruce Wayne could not be Batman.

Billionaire, careless, entrepreneur, playboy could not be broody, dark, horrifying, creature of the night. It just wasn't possible… right?

And the way Dick acted, and Batman responded, there was only one person that the Dark Knight would treat this way. Only one person. Only one little Robin.

Selina choked.

"You're Bruce Wayne?"

Batman's head jerked up to glare at her sternly. She shrunk, just a little bit. "No." he said.

"Tata? She said you didn't want me anymore. Do you? Or do you hate me? Is it because I was turned so little?" Dick's eyes glistened.

Batman looked back at Dick, and somehow the second he set his covered eyes upon Dick's blue ones, his whole demeanor changed to an almost… fatherly air.

"Dicky." He held the boy's face in a black-gloved hand. "I will love you no matter what."

If possible, Selina became even more shocked. Did Batman just admit he had a feeling? LOVE?! Something was seriously wrong with this picture.

She was too shocked that she didn't even notice someone sneak up behind her until she felt cuffs on her wrists. She spun furiously, only to be tripped. How did the mighty Catwoman fall so easily? The same reason Batman could love a little boy.

She looked up to see a boy of about eleven and a half with dark, wavy red hair and a domino mask. He was dressed in a Robin costume similar to the normal one's, but different. The mask had a different shape, and the pants didn't have the red accents. The vest didn't have a black stripe down the middle with straps, instead having three straps at the top. His cloak was completely yellow instead of black and yellow, with a collar. He also had a brasher, angrier manner. His malicious smile wasn't quite as charming and creepy as the other, but it seemed to be more like he was actually enjoying the circumstances.

"And the cat fell down." He said, towering over her.

"What- what's going on?" she was seriously confused right now.

Batman turned to glare at her, towering over her angrily. "You kidnapped in Gotham. That's my business. Never, I repeat: never touch him again. Or next time, I promise you, you will regret it." With that the Bat turned, Dick still in his arms, and muttered to the new Robin, "Come on. We need to return him to his parent."

The new Robin added a spiteful kick to her ribs, earning a growl from his mentor, before chaining her to lamp and following.

Selina bit back tears. What had just happened? How did it just happen? And then… the new Robin? Dicky calling Batman Daddy? Something about being made little? She dismissed it, for now, focusing on getting herself out of the cuffs as she currently heard sirens in the distance.

When the police arrived, all they found was a pair of handcuffs secured to a lamp post, and a note scrawled into the post that said: Batnapper. The officers, Officer Leslie Altatto and Officer James Langst looked at each other and shrugged, taking a selfie with the message- strictly for evidence purposes, of course.

I am ot completely pleased with this chapter, but you know. I know, the Bat is a bit OOC, but just find something to blame it on... like Dicky's adorableness? Not really, anyway... so yeah, enjoy! And PLEASE REVIEW! One more in my 15 Challenge! I believe in you! Yay! Thanks! Bye!

LOVE, KISSES, and HOPES to stay ALIVE during election,

~Universe