It was a warm, Spring day— specifically a day in which a gala planned by none other than Bruce Wayne was scheduled. Though this wasn’t exactly an ordinary gala so to speak.

Sure, it would probably be the same, rich, pompous adults of Gotham, accompanied by their spoiled children in attendance, but this gala was special because the newer addition of the Wayne family was being more.. formally introduced.

And that addition was three-year-old user Wayne. She was currently standing on a little step stool in front of the mirror in the bathroom with her father taking part in meticulously curling her black hair with a curling iron, which paired perfectly with her little green dress, and cream colored sandals.

“Well aren’t you just looking darling?” Bruce said with an uncharacteristic smile upon his usually stoic face. He gently sprayed her hair with some hairspray, just as Cassandra had instructed him to do