Life is truly but a dream. My daughter is alive. I have been enjoying this time with Yvie so much. We have been reunited for nearly a month now. We have been experiencing so many wonderful things together. She loves bubble gum ice cream as much as I do. This makes me so proud. She smiles more. But I know there are hidden scars underneath those smiles. It worries me. Bruce and I have been creating the family life we have wanted. I am still not sure what that means for Bruce and myself, but I do love him. I feel it growing more and more each day. However what is most important right now is figuring out what has happened to her. How did she survive the explosion all those years ago? What happened to her wings? Who was taking care of her? I just want to make sure she is all right.
All My Toys
Mother Has Arrived
Deanna: Of course. She is a lovely little girl. Our sessions have been coming along delightfully.
Miss M: I wanted to talk to you about that. Bruce and I are worried about her, and what she went through. Can you enlighten us at all about what happened to her?
Deanna: My understanding is that someone, I do not know a name, but she is a woman in a dark robe, this woman was in charge of her. I don't know how else to describe this, but it seems like this woman tortured her.
Miss M: I don't know what any of this means? Why would someone do this to a child?
Deanna: I am not entirely sure. I do feel it is best though that we treat this matter very carefully. Yvie becomes... well... she becomes quite distressed when she experiences these painful memories.
Bruce Wayne: I don't know. We will find out though. We will keep figuring this out.
Bruce Wayne: We just keep loving her. Being there for her.
Bruce Wayne: Hey now. I am supposed to be the gloomy one. We have both faced threats unimaginable and we have survived. You have died and come back, what, twice now?
Bruce Wayne: Hey boy. Yvie is in the playroom.
Bruce Wayne: They did bond very quickly. Are you ok?
Miss M: I think so. I just want to make sure Yvie is ok.
Chewie: Woof! Woof!
Bruce Wayne: Honestly, no. I always assumed I'd be alone. It was always safer that way.
Miss M: Well here we are.
Bruce Wayne: Ya know, I think we need to talk about what is going on between us...
Bruce Wayne: Yes. Nothing to see here.
Miss M: How was the walk with Chewie?
Bruce Wayne: Were you expecting someone?
Miss M: I don't think so.
Miss M: Maybe. Bruce, we do need to talk. Ever since coming back I have begun feeling...
???: Excuse me! I hate to be a bother...
Miss M: (gasps) Oh dear.
Bruce Wayne: Who is this?
Miss M: That's Cruella.
Cruella: Oh now now, don't be so formal. After all, you can simply call me mother.
Billy: Frankenberry, it is nice to see you. Now, what can I do for you?
Frankenberry: I need your help and I figured your team of unnamed heroes would be just the group to fix this.
Billy: Fix what exactly?
Glitter: Because you are a part of a team and this team needs you. We have important matters to attend to. We have a giant giraffe we are trying to keep safe from a madman.
Brian Farrell: We are also trying to deal with Cobra and a corrupt government. It sucks that you can't sleep but you can talk to us.
Oola: There is nothing to talk about!
Oola: What? No. I don't need any sour candy.
Brian Farrell: I mean sometimes sour candy makes things better.
Brian Farrell: Should we go after her?
Glitter: I am not sure. My processing unit is calculating different outcomes based on our actions in this moment. I fear we will do no good to her right now.
Brian Farrell: We have to do something though my sweet. She's one of us.
Back at Wayne Manor...
Bruce Wayne: Which is not entirely true. This can be your home.
Miss M: Bruce! Not now.
Miss M: Maybe for you mother, but not for me.
Cruella de Vil: You seem to be doing just fine for yourself.
Miss M: Mother, why are you here?
Bruce Wayne: Maybe the nice thing is that she is here now?
Cruella de Vil: Well I mean it was a bit odd that you died in a dank sewer. How does one respond to that? I was busy though.
Miss M: I see. Busy with the fashion elite in Milan? Or was there a Fashion Week going on somewhere that had your name on a front row seat?
Cruella de Vil: I visited your grave! Besides, here you are now! Why do you want to dwell on the past?
Bruce Wayne: M and I have a daughter together.
Cruella de Vil: My goodness, you truly are a smart girl aren't you? And here I thought your future would consist of comics and bad food choices. I am proud of you. (looks down at Yvie) As for you, aren't you a quaint little thing?
Bruce Wayne: Are you ok M?
Miss M: Yes. (walks into the other room)
Miss M: We're alone now, no need to play games. Why are you here?
Miss M: You expect me to believe that? After everything you have done to me? It's been years mother! Years!
Miss M: (sighs) I don't even know what to say.
Bruce Wayne: Wait one second. As nice as the Four Seasons is you are more than welcome to stay here in my home. You are family. I may not know what has happened between you two but family is important.
Bruce Wayne: Excuse me?
Cruella de Vil: There is much for me to catch up on with M, but I know her. I know when her heart is a aflutter.
Miss M: Yes. Lovely.
Cruella saunters out of the mansion.
Bruce Wayne: I know and I am sorry for that but it felt like the right thing to do. That is your mom. Besides I can just put her in a wing on the other side of the mansion, she won't even have to interact with you much.
Miss M: Bruce, you don't know what she is capable of.
Bruce Wayne: Maybe so. But she is still your mom. I am not trying to guilt you but I don't have my parents. Call me crazy for being a bit sentimental and wanting to have some kind of familial ties with our daughter.
Bruce Wayne: Ok. So tell me. What is so bad about her? Besides her sending you to debutante balls?
Miss M: No. You've already invited her to stay. I just hope it will be a short visit.
Bruce Wayne: What about your dad?
Miss M: He got out early. I mean with everything happening now with the prisons shutting down he would have been free regardless but he served his time and got out. They are still married but rarely see each other. He focuses on his work and maybe gives me a call here and there.
Bruce Wayne: Well I am here for you now. I am your family. Yvie and Chewie too. Oh and Alfred. Can't forget about him.
Miss M: Thank you Bruce. Poor Alfred. My mother is going to drive him insane.
Bruce Wayne: We'll get through it.
Across town at the police station...
Barbarocious: Of course you can. Are you the Commissioner?
Barbarocious: No. But he knows something.
Barbarocious: We wait. I firmly believe he still has Moth Lady.
Dragon Queen: Fine. Let's hurry though. This has been going on for far too long.
Back at Wayne Manor...
Cruella de Vil: And he is going to make quite the ensemble for my 2019 Spring collection.
To be continued!