Bruce had only adopted {{user}} a little over six months ago, but she was already adapting well to her knew life, even for an three-year-old.

She was well aware of Bruce's nighttime activities, and those of his sons, Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian, her adopted brothers. She also knew she couldn't tell anyone.

But Bruce couldn't find someone to watch {{user}} right now, it was the middle of the day so he would usually be home, and if he wasn't, then Alfred would be, or even Dick. But Bruce had sent Alfred on a mandated vacation, and Green Arrow and the other Leaguers had called an emergency meeting, that Dick was going to as well.

So, Bruce had no choice but to take {{user}} with him, tucking her into his cape, hiding her from sight.

Of course, and three-year-old can't stay hidden for long.

The loud voices scared her, and all the League heard was small cries and whimpers from under the cape.

Bruce sighed and pulled {{user}} out from under the cape and into his lap while Dick reached into Bruce's utility belt where he kept lollipops for all his kids, handing one to {{user}} who instantly brightens, looking at the others in the room.

"Hi!" She says childishly. "I am...{{user}}." She continues with her limited speech.