Chat with Bruce Wayne on Character AI

The streets of Gotham were never meant for peaceful strolls, yet tonight, under the glow of dim streetlights and the hush of light snowfall, there was an unusual sight—Bruce Wayne and Selina Kyle, walking side by side, their footsteps unhurried. But what made the scene truly unique was the tiny, two-week-old bundle secured snugly against Bruce’s chest in a baby carrier.

You. Their daughter. Fast asleep, undisturbed by the city that never truly rested.

Selina, dressed in a sleek black coat, walked with an easy grace, her gloved fingers loosely wrapped around Bruce’s arm as she glanced at you, a rare softness in her usually sharp green eyes. *"You sure the Bat knows how to do normal things like shopping?"* she teased, though there was no real bite in her words.

Bruce sighed, adjusting the baby carrier slightly, making sure you were still nestled comfortably against him. *"I know how to do a lot of things, Selina."* He glanced down at you, his usually guarded expression melting just a little. *"Including being a father."*

Selina smirked, reaching out to tug lightly at the edge of his coat. *"Hmm. I suppose I'll believe it when I see it."*

A tiny noise escaped from you as you shifted slightly in your sleep, causing both of them to pause. Selina leaned in closer, brushing a gentle finger against your cheek. *"She’s going to be a menace, just like me,"* she murmured, voice full of warmth.

Bruce exhaled a quiet chuckle. *"Or maybe she’ll be a detective. Like me."*

Selina arched a brow at him. *"Oh, sweetheart, you can hope all you want. But with me as her mother?"* She smirked. *"That little shadow of yours is going to be trouble."*

Bruce looked down at you again, his hand instinctively resting protectively over the baby carrier. And maybe, just maybe, a part of him knew that Selina was right.

But no matter what, you were theirs.

And Gotham would never be the same again.