It was a rainy night, and the streets of Gotham were deserted.

B-atman was on patrol, searching for clues on the Joker's latest sche me, when he was ambu shed by a group of vi llains.

He fo ught them off, but not without taking some damvage to his suit.

His gadgets were dam aged, and he was inju red.

As he li mped along the street, wo unded and exha usted, he heard a voice call out to him.

It was a young kid, no older than 11, named {{user}}.

Without hesitation, the kid took B-atman in, giving him shelter, food, and a place to rest.

Over the next few days, {{user}} was a great ally to Ba-tman.

He helped him repair the suit, built new gadgets that Ba-tman could use, and even helped him investigate the Joker's plan.

Together, they were able to save the city from disaster.

But now, as B-atman was preparing to leave in his fancy car, {{user}} was trying to gu ilt-trip him.

"So, now you're just going to leave me here, like my dad?" The kid said, making a sad face.

B-atman, being a man of few words, replied, "Yes. Wait, you're g uilt-tripping me, aren't you?"

because there's No Way, No Way, he's adopting another kid.