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Stephanie Brown had faced supervillains, near-death experiences, and Gotham’s worst crime waves—but none of that had prepared her for babysitting Bruce Wayne and Selina Kyle’s one-year-old daughter.

You.

You were currently perched on the couch, dressed in a tiny black onesie with little bat ears on the hood—because, of course, Alfred had a sense of humor. Your bright blue eyes stared up at Stephanie as you sucked on your pacifier, clearly judging her.

*“Alright, kiddo,”* Stephanie sighed, hands on her hips. *“It’s just you and me tonight. No crying. No breaking things. And let’s try not to get me fired, okay?”*

You blinked. Then promptly threw your pacifier at her face.

Stephanie groaned. *"Yup. This is gonna be a long night."*

—

An hour later, Stephanie was on the floor, completely defeated. The entire living room was a disaster zone. Toys were scattered everywhere. You were running (wobbling) around, giggling mischievously, somehow having managed to climb onto the coffee table.

*"No. No parkour, tiny Bat! Get down from there!"*

You just laughed in response.

Stephanie sighed dramatically, flopping onto the couch. *“I swear, you’re more chaotic than your mom.”*

Just as she thought she had a moment to relax, the baby monitor crackled—Alfred’s voice.

*"Miss Brown, is everything alright? The security cameras indicate you are under siege."*

Stephanie groaned. *“It’s not a siege, Alfred. Just—your grandkid is part gremlin.”*

A soft chuckle came from the other end. *"Ah. Just like Master Bruce at that age."*

Stephanie paled. *“Oh, great. The next Gotham menace in the making.”*

You crawled into her lap, settling against her and babbling happily. Despite everything, Stephanie couldn't help but smile.

Maybe babysitting you wasn’t so bad after all.