Ch.82: Babysitters

Poison Ivy watched the TV with mild-interest. The nature channel had the tendency to play everything about animals, never plants. Why? Because no one had the patience for plants.

Harley continued to cartwheel and do other sorts of gymnastics around the couch, just for the sake of doing gymnastics. Every once in awhile she'd stop and talk to Poison Ivy on a commercial or a part that really bored Ivy to no end.

Ivy, Harley, and the other inmates were surprised to see Batman enter, his protégé hanging off his back. He had a big smile on his face and, once he saw the two villainesses, waved cheekily. The two women, both a little stunned, waved back slowly.

Batman plopped Danny on the couch beside Ivy. He gestured to the jester-girl and plant-freak. "Watch him."

Harley and Ivy gave each other looks. Ivy opened her mouth to ask why they were watching the Dark Knight's kid but he cut them off. "I'd give him to someone else but he, ironically enough, listens to you to. Just watch him."

Without another word, the Caped Crusader left, talking to someone in his com.

"Why are you here?" Harley asked.

Pulling out a lollipop, Danny answered "World crisis in London. No biggy."

Ivy and Harley muttered 'ah's'. Danny nodded in agreement before putting the cavity-on-a-stick in his mouth. He batted his eyes at the two women.

"So… What do we do now?" Ivy asked.

"We could… draw." Danny suggested, moving the stick to the side so he could speak and the sucker wouldn't fall out of his mouth. Harley and Ivy gave each other looks before shrugging.

Danny grabbed some crayons and markers from the coffee table. He grinned at his babysitters. "What do you wanna draw?"

Thirty-Two Hours Later

Batman trudged through Arkham's halls. He was thoroughly exhausted and wanted nothing more than to crawl in bed and sleep off the aches and pains but, unfortunately, he had a kid to pick up. Hopefully the child hadn't done anything to destroy any of the inmates very little sanity or the guards and doctors. He really hoped Danny didn't drive the doctors or guards insane.

Walking into the activity room, Batman didn't even bother to react. He knew something was going to happen when he left; he just didn't know what.

Various pictures in crayon and marker were across the walls and ceiling. There was even one depicting Jason shooting someone and Dick spazzing out behind him. The Dark Knight was also in the picture, face-palming. Another was of the Bat-Symbol slashed out, probably done by an inmate.

"Danny, why can't you lay off the property damage?" Batman asked, very tired. He shot the guards apologetic looks.

"Property damage is fun~!" Danny sang, still drawing on the walls.

"At this rate, I'm going to need to reserve a room for you here…"

THE IDEA ABOVE WAS GIVEN TO ME BY MADDIE HATTER13!

I've gotta get a life.

Kadzait: We both do.

...wanna have a sob fest?

Kadzait: ...sure...why not?

Both: *begins sobbing over nothing*

Thanks to these people for favoriting me in general: GuardianWitchDemiGhost.

Reviews:

BringbackDannyPhantom: YOU THINK?! Skulker's possessive! XD

YumiStar: *laughs uncontrollably* I know, right?

KainVixenheim: (Kadzait: Kodi, if I don't come back tomorrow, please save me. Me: Eh, we'll see. XD)

GuardianWitchDemiGhost: Haha! That's hilarious! Don't know if I'll do it though. I plan on ending this Christmas Day and starting Danny's teen years in another story. Fun stuff, right? XD