Dear Diary,

It's been a couple of weeks since I've been at school. The work is easy enough so I can focus all attention to Dick. Oh and I made a new friend. Her name is Barbara Gordon. I think I know her from somewhere else but I can't exactly remember. Oh well.

She's very nice and smart. The better news is she has no romantic interest with him. Ah, this is the good life.

Oh and recently I saw something strange. There were two she-devils except one was a brown-haired and the real one blonde. They kept fighting with each other and the real she-devil left yelling at Daddy about replacing her or someting. I don't really care. A she-devil is a she-devil, except this one can cook.

So somewhere during this time period, Daddy got arrested ...again.

He's in the regular because apparently the asylum had a suspicious overflow of rats. They chewed through half the wiring and it just so happened that Daddy's room was in one of those wings.

Okay I did it. It was really hard, sort of. I was helping Daddy clean the basement and found a flute. Daddy doesn't exactly remember where he got it but he let me have it. So I was in my room, playing around with it and then I was swarmed by rats, well not exactly swarmed but the ones living in the attic came into my room. It was rather terrifying but they did nothing so eh.

Later, I figured out the flute controled the rats and well you know the rest.

So it's almost Christmas and I had to break him out. You know life is so much easier when a person has that one goal to focus on.

I did the easiest way to get him out. I smuggled in a Christmas rocket tree.

It was pretty easy. No one suspects the little girl and all I did was drive in a truck over there. Said it was bring your kid to work day, unloaded the tree and drove off.

Oi, this is where people should worry about how easy it is to destroy society and all. But that's not my problem.

Oh, I almost forgot. Thanksgiving was interesting. We don't exactly eat a turkey, unless Daddy steals one of course. This year was this weird little bird. Before Daddy started cooking, I saw it. It looked like a bird wearing a tuxedo. Ah, what was the bird's name called again? I guess it's not important if I don't remember it.

So it was good and chewy. You know like rubbery, I guess. Daddy said it was fresh and he got it from a dead person...

Hmm, I wonder it was that weird guy from Grandpa's car. Yeah I told Daddy all about that incident. Telling him the truth feels so much better than bottling it in. Even if Daddy starts muttering to himself about killing someone..again.

Now back to present time, I got gifts ready. Let's see fertilizer for Aunt Ivy, an autographed soccer ball for Tio (It was very hard to get that which meant I snuck into the guys' locker room during the game.), a new glass dome for Doc, a cane for Uncle Eddie, a black leather book for Uncle Harvey, some kind of brown alcohol for Grandpa, and I even got a present for the she-devils: makeup.

Now Daddy's gift was a work-in progress as in I've been working on it since last year. It was a giant statue of him. It was very difficult. I know for sure Daddy would love it. All I need to do is hope Daddy stops changing his hairstyle and and his style of clothing. I remember when I said that a guy looked really cool in his rocker clothes. Daddy copied him the next day. Sigh.

Daddy gets jealous easily, but that just means he loves me.

I also have two secret presents. I got Barbara a book that is kind of old but she says she like these type of books. Also I got a gift for Dick. It was the hardest decision ever. I needed to give him something that wouldn't make him suspicious of me following him, but still something he would like. I got it! I'll just give him a scarf. It's been snowing lately, and he doesn't so I got a really long black scarf and wrapped it up for him.

Later I gave it to them before Winter break started. They were a bit surprised but they were happy. Barbara gave a stuffed dog, it was sooo cute! I named it Lucky. Dick gave a really nice present. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and a knitted hat with poms-poms at the end. Let's just say I'm never washing my cheek again and if I'm forced to. Brainiac taped it, so I'm happy either way.

Only a couple more days until Christmas. I plan to stake out the chimney and get Santa Claus. A lot of people says he doesn't exist and I'm going to prove them wrong!

Poll and will update soon.