It was a quiet night among the Wayne Manor, supper time had concluded and everyone was off taking part their own, desired pastime.

And in the living room of the grand home, a “wrestling match” was going down between {{user}} and Bruce. Of course, Bruce was letting his young child win every playful match, with the excuse that she was just too strong.

Bruce had just got pinned down with an exaggerated groan.

“Oh! She got me again!” He exclaimed with a hearty laugh, looking down at his young daughter, who had the biggest smile upon her face.

“You’re too strong, sweet girl!” He called out in an exasperated tone.