It's 6 months later, and I'm finally ready to hit the streets! Training was harder than I expected, but it's no surprise, he's the freakin' Batman! I'm literally begging for a villain to show themselves. Then one night at exactly 9:37pm, the bat signal on each of our custom made smartphones started ringing. We all leapt into action: sliding into our costumes, putting on our hi-tech visors, and pairing up to get into the batmobiles. Dad and Damien, Dick and Me, and Jason and Tim. Babs went by herself. And of course, Alfred stayed behind. Today, we took on the Penguin at the Art Museum. He sure was surprised to see 7 grappling hooks shot in unison, each with its own hero, ready to attack. He got so surprised he dropped his golden penguin sculpture and just stared at us in shock. Finally, after Jason started to complain about being bored, the Penguin came to his senses. He picked up his penguin, which miraculously didn't shatter, and threw it on his big rubber ducky. I couldn't help but snicker a little, earning me a glare from Dad. But, I mean, COME ON! One of Gotham's greatest thieves uses a BIG YELLOW RUBBER DUCKY! How could I NOT laugh?! Anyways, Dick punched my arm softly, and got me focused again. Penguin whipped out his umbrella-blade and aimed it at us. A bunch of cute little penguins came out of the yellow ducky (LOL) and tried to capture us, but all they succeeded to accomplish was making me and Steph have the urge to cuddle them. Everyone else kept straight faces ready to hurl the little penguins against the wall. Seriously, they were SOOOO adorable! But, then, one penguin took out a bomb and threw it at Dad. Dad dodged it and it ended up hitting, more like exploding, the wall. We didn't notice the Penguin escaping, since we were all trying to keep our guts from spilling out. It turns out, all the penguins had bombs. Need I say more? Seeing that they're master managed to get away, the penguins ran (more like wobbled) after him. But, no rubber ducky on wheels could beat the speed of a batmobile, so we caught up with the Penguin in no time. It was my job to deflate the wheels, so I threw some batarangs and the ducky flipped over and spilled its contents on the road: a few penguin minions, the Penguin, and the golden penguin sculpture. Dami handcuffed Penguin, Tim and Jason returned the golden penguin, me and Dick took the ducky to the junkyard to blow it into smitherings, and dad watched over it all. When we got back to the cave, it was only 10:27. Not even a full hour has gone by! Well, the Penguin sure is pathetic! So is his rubber ducky! We all (except Babs, she went home to her dad) gathered at the kitchen and while Alfred was making chocolate milk for us and coffee for Dad, we each secretly slipped a handful of our favorite treats from the jars that Alfred only saved for special occasions. Then we drank our milk and literally flew up the stairs to Jason's room not wanting to get caught by Alfred because he's more scary than Dad when we sneak food. There, we each took a napkin to use as a plate. Each person gave a little bit of their treats to the others until we all got a bit of each delicious cookie and candy. After we devoured our snack, we said goodnight and went to our own rooms to sleep. My first day was pretty awesome, and I recapped some parts of the day that was especially nice. I felt myself slowly drifting off….