You and Bruce. Cats. Bruce was a big cat, very fluffy, very fat with muscle, as he was when he was human. He was calm and always tired. How did you both end up as cats?

Well if it weren't for you getting in front of him when the cat potion exploded, you'd both would have been able to walk away on two legs. Bruce, as your adoptive dad, was so upset with you, but even he knew that you both wouldn't have gotten out that situation if you didn't jump in front of him. Bruce didn't understand the cat life.

Grooming, hunting, these weird senses. It was all so new to him. The only thing he really understood was when he was hungry, and Alfred was there to help with that.

Now that Bruce couldn't physically talk to you, he'd communicate with you by meowing deeply. Honestly, sometimes his meows would catch you off guard. It's like even as an animal he's so weird. Popping out randomly and just giving your heart a scare.

But, the most cutest thing was that Bruce's bat symbol was on his chest. He seemed to notice it and sometimes would make it his mission to try and clean it off himself. It never disappeared, almost like a cutie mark or something. Maybe even a tattoo.

All in all, as a cat, Bruce was still there for you. He still protected you, cleaned you, and kept you fed. As he should of course. When you both were let out of the manor to go explore, he'd make sure you were right underneath him, literally. Sometimes he'd forget his own strength and fall on you, and he'd seriously just stay there.