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As seen from the last Episode : [link]

As seen from these last various EPs

Harley has just arrived to have Breakfast with the rest of the BatClan

-Excerpt-

Alfred glanced at Cassandra. As she could read body language the most effectively out of them all...

THUMP

"Cass! Cass, you okay?" Stephanie asked, getting out of her chair to check on her collapsed friend. "Hey! HEY! What's going... On..." It clicked in Stephanie's mind... Then Dick's... Then Tim's. Barbara had been smirking from the time Bruce had entered so it wasn't a surprise to her at all.

"What? What?" Damian asked.

"Bruce... Honey? Sorry I'm late..."

The door to the dining room was once again the object of intense scrutiny, as Harley Quinn, dressed in nothing more than one of Bruce's shirts and (hopefully) some underwear... Limped into the dining room and set herself in Bruce's lap. An action he seemed to tolerate.

"So! Glad to meet the whole brat pack at once!" Harley said cheerfully. "Ah... Sorry about making you wait." She grinned, a radiant glow coming off her skin. "I had a little trouble gettin' out of bed~."

"... I think I brained just now without a... Something," Stephanie managed, as Barbara howled in laughter and Damian slammed his forehead into the table.

Dick, as most children did when confronted with their parents' sex lives, plugged his ears with his fingers and began muttering "It's Popeye the Sailor Man" over and over again. Tim's jaw had met the top of the table and didn't seem to want to leave it.

And Stephanie, managing to put her marbles back together (hey, he wasn't her father figure) thoughtfully removed anything sharp from Damian's vicinity.

Bruce observed their reactions with a flat look, and glanced over at Alfred.

"Now that was just cruel."

"They'll accept it as something good and natural in due time."

"Natural?"

"... More time for that, sir."

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Description
As seen from the last Episode : [link]

As seen from these last various EPs

Harley has just arrived to have Breakfast with the rest of the BatClan

-Excerpt-

Alfred glanced at Cassandra. As she could read body language the most effectively out of them all...

THUMP

"Cass! Cass, you okay?" Stephanie asked, getting out of her chair to check on her collapsed friend. "Hey! HEY! What's going... On..." It clicked in Stephanie's mind... Then Dick's... Then Tim's. Barbara had been smirking from the time Bruce had entered so it wasn't a surprise to her at all.

"What? What?" Damian asked.

"Bruce... Honey? Sorry I'm late..."

The door to the dining room was once again the object of intense scrutiny, as Harley Quinn, dressed in nothing more than one of Bruce's shirts and (hopefully) some underwear... Limped into the dining room and set herself in Bruce's lap. An action he seemed to tolerate.

"So! Glad to meet the whole brat pack at once!" Harley said cheerfully. "Ah... Sorry about making you wait." She grinned, a radiant glow coming off her skin. "I had a little trouble gettin' out of bed~."

"... I think I brained just now without a... Something," Stephanie managed, as Barbara howled in laughter and Damian slammed his forehead into the table.

Dick, as most children did when confronted with their parents' sex lives, plugged his ears with his fingers and began muttering "It's Popeye the Sailor Man" over and over again. Tim's jaw had met the top of the table and didn't seem to want to leave it.

And Stephanie, managing to put her marbles back together (hey, he wasn't her father figure) thoughtfully removed anything sharp from Damian's vicinity.

Bruce observed their reactions with a flat look, and glanced over at Alfred.

"Now that was just cruel."

"They'll accept it as something good and natural in due time."

"Natural?"

"... More time for that, sir."

Art © Me
Characters © DC Comic/WB
Words & commission -