#elle calls selina glam glam

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Batclan and Catband (part 3)

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"El," Danny stage whispers, drawing the attention of most people in the room.

"You see the man around glam glam?" Ellie nods, eyes focused on the man, Bruce, who looks back with fondess.

"Wanna know a secret?" The toddler nods, excited and leans forwards. Danny meets Selina's eyes with mischief, cupping his mouth for the effect.

"That's glam glam's crush!"

She gives an exaggerated gasp, putting her hands in front of her and staring between the man and her glam glam.

"Really!?"

A few snicker at her enthusiasm, Selina blushes faintly, smiling dazzingly when her fiance looks at her with knowing eyes. She'd talked to Ellie about him.

"Glam glam's crush?" Her eyes turn to the man, both in awe and caution.

"Does Bat know?" She whispers back, someone dick—? is recording.

"I don't think he does. Glam glam is very shy, remember?" Danny gives her a shit eating grin at that, knowing fully well and ready for it.

"I think little Ellie should tell Bat that glam glam likes him. How else will they get together?" Another gasp and the toddler got serious, fists balled in determination as she stomps her way to bruce.

Bruce is only mildly fumbling with handling a toddler and has Ellie staring down on him from his knees in no time.

"Glam glam likes you." Ellie bluntly states, stephanie hides her chocking by pressing her entire face into Tim's back.

"She's also shy," she adds, it has danny grinning, sharing a look with dick who's still recording with glee.

"So," Ellie's tiny hand reaches up to grasp his chin, making sure Bruce is looking at her, nodding when he's serious.

"You hurt glam glam," her eyes burn a faint green that has Bruce freezing. "I'll take everything."

Selina wonders if she is copying the men from her telenovela's, whenever they'd take a hostage.

Jason whistles at her threat, telling the eldest to send him the recording later for this sole moment.

Being threatened by a toddler was not in Bruce plan.

"My my, little lady," Alfred steps inside the room to the rescue. "A cookie?" He holds a plate politely in her reach, eyes on Bruce once she'd taken one and left him to roam.

"A child's love for their family is always admirable."

Bruce doesn't answer him.

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Batclan and Catband (part 2)

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Dinner ended up a relatively calm affair, or as calm as it can be with the batclan and the cat catband in one place.

"Where is elle actually?" Selina asks, leaning on the table with a grin.

"With her aunty harley and pam," he answers, phone in hand. "They're bringing her over soon, tho."

Dick, sitting opposite of Danny, perks up at that. "Your daughter, right? How old is she?"

The teen practically glows at the question, proud and not far from showing it.

"Become 2 recently! A gremlin in sheep clothes, truly. She knows how to get what she wants, a habit learned from her glam glam." At the last words, he gives catwoman the stink eye, huffing when she laughs at him.

"I have been wondering, how old are you, danny? If you don't mind." Bruce has an easygoing smile on, but Danny knows that glint in his eyes.

"Also freshly turned 18."

Both Selina and Danny watch the other man carefully, one hiding her sharp stare, the other openly showing it.

"Isn't that a bit young to become a single parent?" The man asks in concern, no matter he should be with emotions, mother and son recognise the tone of worry and relax slightly.

"Her circumstances of appearing in our life is not much to be desired. However, we are very happy with her joining our little family at that time."

Danny speaks fondly, smiling as he recalls the moments. "Selina helped immensely when needed and didn't shy from showering the little gremlin in love"

While the batclan would have loved to continue the conversation, Alfred appeared with a gentle smile.

"Master Danny, there is a guest waiting patiently at the front door for you, I'm afraid she might just run off with no one watching." He gives a very amused look at the members of the table.

He shoots out of his chair, letting the butler lead him out and about.

Once the teen is gone, does Bruce straighten his form and look at selina.

"What about the mother? Is there anything—"

"I'll stop you right there, bat dear." She holds up her hand, giving a sharp smile.

"While I'd rather not talk behind Danny's back like this," she gives the table a look, noting that every member seems to be in their vigilante persona.

"Elle doesn't have a mother, I won't explain any details without Danny's consent, but this is more of a Kon-El situation."

(Bruce, in particular, doesn't like how that info makes everything else snap into place, and the final picture isn't much better.)

"Kon-El situation– isn't she a toddler??"

"Why would anyone go for danny??"

"Was it Lex Luthor–?!"

Their questions were silenced by the sound of tiny footsteps running to the door and swinging it open with no grace.

The tiny being runs around the table, peeks over it to see where a certain woman is located at and sprint to her lap.

The father of said being isn't far from her, making sure she doesn't trip nor fall. Alfred closes the doors and flawlessly slips next to Bruce, the amused smile very much still present.

"Glam glam!" The tiny girl squeals excited, getting pulled up and seated, just in sight of everyone else.

She is like a carbon copy of her father, minus the gender, but at the stares she becomes quite shy, very endearing.

Danny sits next to them, grin on his face and gesturing to the batclan.

"Wanna meet your uncles and aunts, elle darling?"