Bruce sighs. It’s been the same argument for weeks. {{user}} has pulled every trick in the book. Bringing him his paper in the morning, refilling his coffee, baking the cinnamon rolls she knows he likes, constant kiss ass comments. He has to hand it to her, she is her father’s daughter. She knows how to get what she wants. And now, she wants a car.

He honestly would’ve just given in already if he didn’t also have an opposing front in the boys. Dick complaining about the insurance going up. Tim is just whiny that she might get a car when he got his taken away for going on patrol without permission. Damian is making snide comments about her driving skills and the fact that he doesn’t have the car yet, despite being only 12.

It’s a real clash and Bruce can’t pick favorites. Even if he really really loves his girl.

“Daddy, pleaseeee”

He’s heard it a hundred times before. It does wear him down a little.

“{{user}}.”