Roselyn woke up at seven on a Saturday morning. She tossed aside her teddy bear (which Harley had officially given her) and put on her pink and white slippers. She darted out of her room and into Ivy's room where she tended to venture off to on weekend mornings. It was just something she had gotten accustomed to doing and Ivy didn't mind it. She saw Ivy sleeping with Harley's head on her chest. Harley had been staying with them for the past few days again. Roselyn learned quickly she'd come and go whenever Joker threw her out. Sometimes she'd stay for a night and other times she'd stay for a couple of weeks.

Rosie smirked as she jumped onto the bottom of the bed waking up the two women due to the movement. Harley grumbled incoherently and buried her head in Ivy's chest. Pamela, on the other hand, woke up. "Well good morning to you, too," she smiled and patted the spot on the other side of her. Roselyn happily crawled up the bed and onto the other side of Ivy.

"Pammie, how come Harley never wakes up when we do?" she whispered.

"She just likes to sleep in," Ivy yawned.

"I'm getting tired again," she announced.

"You did stay up way past your bedtime. I think it's a miracle you're even awake."

"Well, Harley and I wanted to watch a movie," Roselyn pointed out.

"Yeah, you managed to pick a four hour one at ten at night."

"But it was really good!" Roselyn finished before she yawned.

"Why don't you go back to sleep," Ivy suggested.

"Can I stay here?" Roselyn closed her eyes and settled down on Ivy's shoulder.

"I don't think I have a choice," Ivy replied more to herself since Rosie had made herself comfortable in her bed as she did every Saturday morning. She began to drift off into a dreamless slumber. Roselyn woke up a couple of hours later to Harley snorting with laughter after Ivy stated she had become a human pillow.

"Well, it can't be me 'cause I'm not as soft," Harley said and poked Ivy's side.

"Is that your way of calling me fat?" Ivy said lightheartedly.

"Nah, that's my way of sayin' I'm all muscly and boney and not pillow material," Harley stated. "Aww, look! Rosie's up! Morning, Rosie!" Harley greeted.

"Good morning," she replied and sat up.

"I can finally move!" Ivy announced and sat up in bed as well. Harley was kneeling on the bed and bouncing excitedly.

"Breakfast?" Harley asked excitedly. Roselyn looked at Ivy expectantly as she could go for something to eat. This made the red head burst out laughing at the two of them. Roselyn was confused, but she joined in the laughter with Harley.

"Give me a couple minutes and I'll make something," Ivy promised.

"French toast?" Harley squealed.

"I second that!" Rosie perked at the mention of one of her favorites.

"French toast it is," replied.

"Thanks, Red!" Harley said while Rosie said, "Thank you, Pammie!" Both leaned in and gave Ivy a kiss on the cheek. She rolled her eyes and told them to get off of her so she could go make breakfast. Harley and Rosie hopped off the bed and went to brush their teeth and use the bathroom before meeting up in Roselyn's room.

Roselyn was aware most girls her age weren't playing with Barbies, but that didn't stop her from playing with a box of them Harley had given her. The blonde had accumulated them over the past few years after she and the Joker got together. She didn't really play with them or have a need for them, so she had left them at Ivy's place for safe keeping since Ivy's place wasn't as prone to exploding as Joker's. Seeing that Roselyn didn't have any toys, Harley had called and said Ivy could give them to the girl. Roselyn had been excited to receive some toys because she never had any of her own before and the fact that Harley had given them to her made them even more special. Although Harley hadn't played with them alone, she was always happy to take them out and play with Roselyn. She claimed it was boring by herself even though Roselyn was content playing on her own.

"You know, you're making Ivy really happy," Harley said. Her Brooklyn accent had become more subtle and her face held a serious expression. Roselyn learned Harley had these moments where she'd break her usual Harley Quinn character and sound more like her age. It was kind of funny because as she spoke seriously, she continued to dress the Barbie she had chosen to play with. Rosie had let out a giggle at the situation, but stopped when Harley had given her a stern look. "No, seriously. I think she might have given up the whole plant thing for you." This made Roselyn stop and put the doll down.

"Really?" she asked with a frown. She didn't want Ivy to give up a cause she strongly believed in for her. After all, she was just one human-plant thing while there were so much more plants that would probably benefit from her.

"Hey, it's a good thing. I think she always wanted to have a kid. I mean, she takes care of me a lot. I think I filled that void for her until you came along," she smiled. "And I'm glad you came along, Rosie, because you make her so happy."

"Then why didn't she just have kids?" Roselyn asked her. Harley gave her a sad smile and placed the Barbie down on the ground.

"Red can't have any."

"Why not?" Roselyn asked.

"Her body won't let her because of her abilities with plants."

"That's really sad," Roselyn said with tears in her eyes.

"She was afraid of the same thing for you," Harley explained. "But she said based on her analysis, your composition is different from hers and you should grow up and be able to have a family of your own."

"How come she didn't tell me?"

"I don't think she wanted you to worry," Harley said truthfully. "And you don't because she's got you now and I think you're her world. Not her plants, which is saying a lot since Ivy doesn't really care for people. I also think it helps that you're like her, too. I don't think she'd ever admit it, but I think she was lonely being the only one, you know?"

"Yeah," Roselyn nodded. "I can relate to that. When I came to Gotham and found out about Pammie, I didn't feel so alone anymore even though I never met her before. It was nice to know there was someone else out there like me and who might understand me."

"You're a great kid, Rosie," Harley stated. "Just remember that no matter what, Red's gonna be there for you and she's always going to love you. And when you become that rebellious teenager someday, you have to remember that. If not, Aunt Harley's gonna knock some sense into you," she teased.

"Girls, your breakfast is ready!" Ivy shouted from the kitchen. Harley's serious face quickly vanished and her more playful side came out again. She giggled uncontrollably as she bolted from the room. As much as Roselyn liked this Harley, she did like helpful and insightful Harley maybe a little bit more. She was smart when she could be and Roselyn wondered why she didn't act like that all of the time. She had been a psychiatrist, and a good one too according to Ivy. She didn't understand why Harley would give that up and let the Joker break her mind to the point she acted this childish. Roselyn decided not to dwell on it as there wasn't anything she could do for insanity. Instead, she got up and made her way into the kitchen.

Harley had already begun eating and Roselyn noticed a plate made for her and syrup which was put on the side with a glass of milk to drink. She saw Ivy was doing the dishes. For some reason, she could never leave anything in the sink for more than five minutes before she started on the dishes. Just looking at Ivy made Roselyn want to cry because of what Harley told her and she knew she wasn't supposed to know anything so she couldn't say it to Ivy. Roselyn contemplated why she would be able to have children in the future and why Ivy couldn't. Perhaps it was due to the fact Ivy produced deadly toxins and had a hyper-immune system while Roselyn didn't produce any toxins and had a natural immunity to viruses and bacteria. Science was complicated, but maybe it would make sense to her someday.

Roselyn didn't even think before she approached Ivy and hugged her from behind. She wanted to cry, but had to keep her tears at bay since she didn't want to be questioned. "Well, what's this for?" Ivy asked with humor in her voice; if only she knew.

"I don't know," Roselyn laughed at herself. "Thanks for making breakfast and everything."

"Well, you're welcome, flower," Ivy said. "Now go eat before it gets cold." Roselyn nodded and sat in the chair across from Harley. The blonde gave her a knowing smile and nodded in approval.

After breakfast, Roselyn received a phone call from Tim who she became good friends with over the past month. He said he knew it was last minute, but he wanted to invite her and her family over for dinner. She smiled excitedly when he asked her. She wasn't the best at responding to text messages, so Tim had a tendency to call her if he wanted to talk. She got up from the couch in the living room and sprinted over to Ivy's lab. She knocked multiple times as she wasn't allowed in there. Ivy answered the door with an annoyed expression, but softened when she saw the look of pure joy on Roselyn's face.

"Hold on," she said to Tim. "I'm going to ask my mommy." When she looked up at Ivy, she was confused why a tear made its way down her cheek. Quickly, Ivy brushed it away and composed herself. "Mommy," she said since Tim could hear what she was saying, "Tim invited us over for dinner tonight. Can we go?"

"Umm, sure," Ivy decided. What could it hurt? She'd just have to be extra careful not to let anything slip in front of Bruce Wayne since they had met a couple of times under rather questioning circumstances.

"Hey, Tim, my aunt is staying with us. Would it be okay if she comes, too?"

"Sure!" Tim said happily. Roselyn thanked him and promised she'd be there at seven with her mother and aunt. She was told to dress formally since he said that's how they ate dinner. She wondered why they were so formal in their own home, but didn't question it.

"He said we have to dress formally," Roselyn stated.

"Of course. It's Bruce Wayne, after all," Ivy said with a hint of bitterness to her tone.

"Oh boy!" Harley shouted with glee. "We get to eat dinner with playboy billionaire Bruce Wayne! Yipee! Ya know, we've met before and I kissed him. He's a real good kisser." Ivy glared at her, but Harley was oblivious to this.

"Harley, if you're going to come, you can't be yourself. You especially can't be yourself."

"Why's that?" Harley frowned "I think I'm a pretty great person."

"I'm not saying you aren't, Harl. But we can't be found out. If we are then…" she trailed.

"Oh right," Harley replied. "We can't let little Rosie be in danger. I got it, Red."

"I think we need to go on a little shopping trip," Ivy said. Harley and Rosie looked at each other with broad smiles on their faces and high fived.

Harley, Ivy, and Rosie will be going to Bruce Wayne's for dinner. Nothing could go wrong as long as they're careful, right?

Thanks again everyone you're the best!