After they changed back into normal clothes and bandaged Dick's wounds, they headed to the Arcade.

Dick made sure he tried every single game. He wanted to win as many tickets as he could for an awesome prize. He also wanted to try to break the highest score in a game.

Selina joined him many times. Sometimes they went in teams and sometimes they were opponents. Over that, though, she preferred watching him play. Seeing him having fun made her feel a strange warmth inside.

They took a break and ate some burgers. As they munched on their food, Selina glimpsed at Dick's injured finger.

She hadn't treated it because was no longer bleeding, but it looked infected and she didn't come prepared with any ointments. "Hey, Dick, how about you head to the bathroom and wash that cut up again?" She suggested.

Dick looked at his wound. "Um, okay." He took one last sip of his soda and went to the bathroom.

Selina finished her food while she waited for Dick. She heard her phone buzz in her pocket. She took it out and checked the number.

It was Bruce.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Selina." Bruce greeted. "How's Richard?"

Selina shrugged even though Bruce couldn't see. "He's fine, having a lot of fun. We're at an arcade."

"Oh, really? That's cool." He cleared his throat. "So... have you guys done anything recently that you wanna tell me about?" He asked suspiciously.

Selina widened her eyes.

Does he know? No, there's no way, she thought. If Bruce found out that she had not only gone to the Narrows with Dick, but let him- no- encouraged him to help, and then gotten hurt, he'd kill her.

"What else is there to say? We went over to my place to see Ninja, the cat that he likes. What? Don't trust me, Brucey?" She tried to say as casually as possible. She had to admit, she felt bad lying to Bruce, but this was for Dick. (Remind you of someone??)

Bruce was going to find out anyways, all the evidence was on Dick's body. She didn't want to deal the scoldings, though, and least not today. She was not in the mood for that.

"I don't think you can blame me, Selina. You tend to be unpredictable." Bruce reasoned.

"Hmm, you're right." Selina agreed, smugness in her voice.

"Selina..." Bruce warned.

"Calm down, calm down. We didn't do anything."

She heard him sigh in relief.

"Maybe." She added.

Bruce groaned. Selina laughed in return. "Okay, seriously, I'll stop." Selina said.

"Bring him home before 6, please." Bruce requested.

Selina's smile faltered. She had almost... forgotten.. that she had to return Dick.. And the way he said 'home' made Selina feel a pang in her heart.

She played it cool, as always. "Dang, Bruce. You can't even give us an hour more? If I didn't know better, I'd say you're trying to hog him up."

"I assure you, I'm not. I want him here early because I'm bringing him to school tomorrow. He'll need to rest before the big day. Also, I have to get his supplies ready." He informed.

Selina sputtered. "Already?!"

Bruce sounded puzzled. "Yeah? Is there something wrong?"

Selina blinked. "No. No, I was just surprised. I mean, you didn't even tell Dick. This is a big deal, you can't throw it at him the night before."

"It'll be fine. I'm sure he'll be thrilled when he finds out."

"Yeah, I'm sure he will be." She simply said.

Dick walked back to the table, wiping his wet hands on his clothes. He sat down and continued eating his food.

"Well, I think I should hang up now." Selina stated.

"Okay. I'll see you later then?" Bruce asked.

"Nah. I'll just drop him off. Your butler might open the door and I'll be forced to make small talk." Or because you'll lecture me and then give me a signature batglare.

Bruce chuckled at that. "I see. Just make sure you don't spoil the surprise for Richard."

"Of course." Selina replied.

And with that they hung up.

Selina looked at Dick. He only had a few more bites of his food left and was currently staring back at her curiously.

"Umm, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you or anything, but were you talking to Bruce?" Dick inquired.

Selina leaned back on her chair. "Yeah. He wants me to bring you back before 6."

Dick deflated. He checked his phone to check the time. It was already 4:28.

"Aw." He muttered.

Selina smirked. "You'll be smiling later, trust me. Besides, you had fun today, right?"

Dick looked up at her with wide eyes. "I totally did! Thank you for everything!" He exclaimed quickly, as if she wouldn't believe her.

"No problem. And I should be thanking you. You helped me save the animals. We did that together." Selina added.

Dick gleamed at her. It was then in that silence, when they maintained eye contact, he realized that he really did look up to Selina.

He finished his soda and jumped up from his seat. "Can I turn in my tickets for a prize now?" He asked enthusiastically.

Selina stood up as well and threw out the trash. "Go ahead." She insisted. She knew full well that he'd come back with something lame, though.

Dick sped to the prize section. He widened his eyes as he looked at the prices. They were way too expensive for him. He could only afford the cheap stuff! He went to the section where he could actually afford something. There were candies, pens, and a slinky thing. Dick chuckled when he noticed a pencil with cartoon-like cats all over it. He felt like it was a TV show reference but shrugged it off. It was one of the cheapest things there, and he had enough tickets to get two.

The employee there noticed him staring. "You know what you want?"

Dick nodded and pointed at the pencil. "Two please."

The employee gave him a weird look. Kids normally decided to just get candy. Regardless, she took the pencils and gave it to Dick in exchange for the tickets. "Enjoy." She said and then moved on the next kid in line.

Dick inspected the pencils. He felt ripped off. All his hard earned tickets spent on some pencils! Still, he had to admit it was sorta cute. And it would come in handy..

He ran up to Selina who was waiting by the door, watching him. "What'd you get?" She wondered.

Dick showed her the pencils. "This was the best thing I could afford. There's a bunch of cats. Some are white, some are yellow, there's even a purple one- oh, and look! A black one! Like Ninja!"

"Ooh, cool." Selina complimented.

"I got two. I'm going to use one for when I go to school. And I got the other one for you." He explained.

Selina gave a flattered smile. "For me? Aw, you should've have. I will treasure this."

Dick returned the smile. They made their way outside the arcade and back to the car. He yawned slightly as he fastened his seat belt. He was quite tired from the day's events. He had loved it nonetheless, of course.

He continued to observe the pencil in his hands. He didn't actually care much about the fact that there were cats on it. Yes, he thought it was an ironic coincidence that he found pencils with cats plastered over it when he was hanging around with the one and only Catwoman, but that wasn't why he got it. Call him cheesy, but he got it so he could keep it as a memento.

Dick had gotten used to change, he never stayed in one spot for too long. Even back in his circus days he'd move from one place to another. After the mess that came after his parents' deaths, he had to constantly adapt to changes. Right now he may be in a stable position, but he knew that it wasn't guaranteed to last. Just in case, he wanted something he could save to remind him of a happy moment with someone he appreciated.

Just in case.

"So, are we going back to the manor?" Dick asked.

"Yep." Selina replied. "I know that it's earlier than what Bruce asked for, but I bet you're tired. And anyways... well, you'll find out."

Dick raised an eyebrow at her forshadowing and wondered what she meant. He didn't ask for anymore information, though. He just decided to look out the window and daydream about Star Wars for the rest of the ride.

- - - - - - - - - - -

"Well, we're here, bud." Selina announced. "I'll see you sometime soon, alright?"

Dick nodded. "Yep. Bye, Selina."

He grudgingly got out of the car, walked up to the front door, and knocked. Alfred opened it after a few seconds. Seeing that Dick was taken care of, Selina waved before driving off.

"Hello, Master Richard. How was your day?" Alfred greeted as he let Dick in.

"Good. Where's Bruce?" Dick asked as he looked around, still in denial and awe that the building was so large.

"Ah.." Alfred faltered, "I- he's in his office. Would you like to go see him?"

Dick shook his head rapidly. "No, no! I don't want to bother him!"

"I'm sure you won't be bothering him. Go ahead if you'd like." Alfred insisted.

Dick hesitated. "Uh.. well, okay." He stuffed the pencil in his pocket and headed upstairs. When he arrived to the office, he knocked lightly.

"Come in." Bruce called out.

Dick slowly opened the door. Bruce was behind his desk, working on some paperwork. He smiled upon seeing Dick. "Oh, hello, Richard. You're back early."

"Yeah." Dick awkwardly uttered. He didn't know what to say next. Am I supposed to just leave or....?

"What's that on your face?" Bruce pointed out with concern.

Dick brought a finger to the scrape on his cheek. "Oh this? Um.. well.." he trailed off when he noticed bandages covering Bruce's thigh. "What happened to you?" Dick questioned back.

He noticed the second of panic on Bruce's face. "Don't worry about this little thing. I just..."

They both stared at each other uncomfortably. Clearly, they were both hiding something, but neither of them would spill. Dick glanced to his sides and coughed while Bruce cleared his throat.

I know how I got hurt; I was doing something dangerous! So how the heck did he get hurt? And his injury looks a lot worse than mine! Dick noted. He was glad his shirt covered his shoulder, though.

"Anyways, how was your day with Selina?" Bruce inquired as an attempt to change the topic.

"Good." Dick simply said.

Bruce was going to need to talk to Selina, but that would be another day. For now, he decided that it was the right time to bring the topic of school up. "Oh, I just remembered- Richard, you said you wanted to go to school."

Dick widened his eyes slightly. He gazed at him wordlessly and let him continue speaking.

"And I said that I'd get you ready as soon as possible."

Dick felt a mouth form into a smile involuntarily.

"So it's been arranged that you'll be going to school tomorrow." Bruce declared.

Dick threw his hands in the air and shouted, "Yay! Thank you so much!"

Bruce smiled at the boy's excitement. "There's no need to thank me. Now, let's go get your supplies ready."

Bruce had already bought everything Dick needed to go to school. Paper, notebooks, folders, pencils, et cetera. Dick, of course, added his new cat pencil to the bunch. Bruce informed Dick that he would be the new student, and they were about half way through the school year. He explained Dick's situation to the teachers, so he could be excused from being unable to completely catch up.

Dick scrunched his eyebrows. I hope I'm still able to make friends, he thought.

"Don't worry about not fitting in. You might be a little lost for the first few days but I'm sure your class will welcome you with open arms." Bruce reassured.

"Okay." Dick said. He'd trust Bruce's words for now.

As they finished putting all the supplies into the dark blue backpack, Dick got to know a little more about Bruce. "Um, Bruce?"

Bruce looked at him curiously. "Yes?"

"Why are you rich?" Dick blatantly asked.

Bruce had expected this question. "I own a company called Wayne Enterprises. I inherited it from my parents. It's very successful."

"Ohh.."

When they were done filling the backpack up, Dick eargerly put it on. The straps were a little too long so Bruce quickly fixed it.

Dick smiled happily at Bruce. He turned in a circle. "Does everything look good?"

"Yep." Bruce commented. "You look more than ready for your first day of school."

Content, Dick took off the book bag and rest it back on the table.

"Richard, I need to catch up on some work now. As always, if you need anything, call me." Bruce stated.

Dick was disapointed that his moment with Bruce was already over. He always seemed to be working. He didn't want to pester the man, though.

"Okay. By the way, you know you can can me Dick, right?" Dick informed.

Bruce sat back down onto the chair behind his desk. "I knew that Dick is a nickname, but I didn't know if you wanted me to call you by it."

"You don't have to, but you can if you want. It's shorter than saying 'Richard' all the time. I only let my friends and family call me that." Dick explained casually.

He walked out of the room leaving Bruce surprised and flattered that the boy considered him as someone close to him.

Gosh, I just realized the amount of times I've written the word Dick.

So, yeah, this chapter was relatively uneventful, but it wrapped up a couple of things. Can't wait until Dick's first day of school!!