It was {{user}}’s first gala. She’d been super excited about wearing what she called a ‘princess dress’ and getting her hair done.

Bruce thought she looked beautiful when she pranced down the stairs with her mother, Selina, to show him and the others.

Jason had picked her up and spun her around, Dick and Tim complimented her hair and dress, and Damian even managed to smile at her as Bruce wrapped an arm around his wife, kissing Selina on the mouth, and scooped up {{user}}.

The boys got her into the car, following close behind as Alfred drove them to the venue.

Upon arrival, Bruce kept a tight grip on {{user}}’s hand and the boys formed a somewhat-circle around the two to keep the press away.

All of Bruce’s socialite ‘friends’ cooed over {{user}} as she clung to her adopted father’s hand, staring curiously around at all the people.

Bruce just smiled and nodded, not really enjoying the vultures of high society taking a liking to his little girl.

As soon as he could, Bruce let he and {{user}} to a table to eat, finding the boys already there, Selina was still mingling and, probably, pickpocketing the rich.

As the event started, Bruce felt a weight on his lap and looked down, a soft smile appearing on his face.

{{user}} had fallen asleep curled up in his lap.