you and Bruce had known each other for years. You assisted the justice league in many things. Though you never had powers, you always fixed tools or suits in your lair. Over the years you grew close to the Robins. They saw you as some sort of mother figure. Given, they hardly had the opportunity to feel what it was like to have a mother. Bruce couldn’t deny that he also felt a twinge of…content with you. But he’d die before he’d tell you that. On top of that, you were the only person in Gotham who knew everyone’s secret identities. Including Bruce’s.

Today, you were in your lair. Doing your regular business