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Story idea: Lady Shiva kicks down the doors of Wayne Manor, goes full The Raid on the entire Batfamily, jumps into the Batcave, punches Bruce through three walls like an Injustice transition, grabs him by the neck and goes:
"So I heard you told my daughter to stop being Batgirl."
"So I heard you told my daughter to stop being Batgirl."
"L-look, it's--"
"If MY DAUGHTER, who is STRONG and SMART and PERFECT IN EVERY WAY, wishes to be Batgirl, or Batwoman, or Batman, or Ace the Bat-Hound, you. Let. Her."
"If MY DAUGHTER, who is STRONG and SMART and PERFECT IN EVERY WAY, wishes to be Batgirl, or Batwoman, or Batman, or Ace the Bat-Hound, you. Let. Her."
"I-It's a matter of enemy recogniton -- to avoid confusion in a fight! We can't have two Batgirls, that would just be dangerous, right?"
"Of course... You! The one who poisoned my chocolate. What is YOUR codename?"
"R-red, ma'am."
"Red what?"
".... Robin."
*THWAK*
"Of course... You! The one who poisoned my chocolate. What is YOUR codename?"
"R-red, ma'am."
"Red what?"
".... Robin."
*THWAK*
"L-look, Cassandra agreed to--"
"Was it her idea?"
"We-ell..."
"Look me in the eye. And tell me. That my strong, smart, perfect daughter, who found no greater joy in this life than being Batgirl, told you, 'I no longer wish to be Batgirl'."
"M-maybe not with those words--"
*PAFF*
"Was it her idea?"
"We-ell..."
"Look me in the eye. And tell me. That my strong, smart, perfect daughter, who found no greater joy in this life than being Batgirl, told you, 'I no longer wish to be Batgirl'."
"M-maybe not with those words--"
*PAFF*
"Oh Alfred thank God please call the Just--is that tea?"
"Why, yes, sir. I overheard Mrs. Woosan's arguments and although I find them quite agreeable, I do believe this is the kind of matter better discussed over a cup of fine Daarjeling. Sugar?"
"No, thanks. I am sweet enough."
"Why, yes, sir. I overheard Mrs. Woosan's arguments and although I find them quite agreeable, I do believe this is the kind of matter better discussed over a cup of fine Daarjeling. Sugar?"
"No, thanks. I am sweet enough."
"L-look, Shiva, you can't just kill us all."
"I am not here to kill you. You are my daughter's 'family', after all. But surely you have one room in this stately manor for her mother."
"You... want to stay?"
"At least until my daughter is given whichever title she so desires."
"I am not here to kill you. You are my daughter's 'family', after all. But surely you have one room in this stately manor for her mother."
"You... want to stay?"
"At least until my daughter is given whichever title she so desires."
"And until such a time comes, I shall remain here. And every night, upon your return from your patrols, I will argue my daughter's case with you. Vigorously. And repeatedly. Until you come to your sense, or lose them forever. Is that clear?"
"... can't you just kill us all?"
"... can't you just kill us all?"
"For now, I leave you to your activities. All I ask is that you take my wonderful daughter's wishes into consideration in future. Now, which room should I take?"
"If I may suggest, the 2nd floor guest room has an exquisite view of the garden."
"Thank you, Alfred. Gentlemen."
"If I may suggest, the 2nd floor guest room has an exquisite view of the garden."
"Thank you, Alfred. Gentlemen."
24 hours later, the Batfamily roster adds a second Batgirl.
Shiva stays an extra day to keep an eye on everyone... and to try more of Alfred's cooking.
When she leaves, she does so in peace, knowing that Cassandra has at least one positive male role model in her life.
Shiva stays an extra day to keep an eye on everyone... and to try more of Alfred's cooking.
When she leaves, she does so in peace, knowing that Cassandra has at least one positive male role model in her life.
