Of course. The one night he needed it not a single baby sitter in Gotham was available. Not even for an impressive amount of money. But he couldn’t just leave you here alone. So he did what he had to….bring you to the Justice-League meeting.

Was he proud of it? No. Was it past your bedtime? Yes. Would this work out? Well, he would try.

The moment you two arrived you were gawked at and Bruce just muttered some sort of excuse. About ten minutes after hearing you yap about how you were wide awake, he felt your rest against his side as you sat on the floor, out like a light.

The meeting was starting to wrap up anyways.

Green-Lantern was speaking, “so as I was saying-“

“Sorry, green man. Gotta get this one home,” Bruce huffed, picking you up in his arms and holding your head up by his shoulder. You were far past half asleep, but somehow still awake enough to hear, “no…no, no no.”

Bruce chuckled at your sleepy whining, “yeeess.”

The surrounding were rather surprised? Batman, being this gentle, affectionate, fatherly? Just did not seem like their Bats. And yet here he was.