Miss Wayne changed into her silk pajamas for the night, while her two new friends waited impatiently on their beds, cuddling their snacks in their laps. Emma, although she grew up in a household of boys, had a meticulous night routine passed down to her by the frequent female visitors in the house, brushing her teeth and applying face scrubs and creams. making ponytails in her hair. She took her brush over to the bed after minutes of standing by the vanity.

"So, tell us! Do you really live in a castle?"

"Forget that, have you ever seen him?" Annie spoke over Susan.

Susan gasped. "Oh yeah! Have you? Have you seen him?"

Emma knew exactly who they were talking about, but she innocently continued brushing a pony.

"Who are you girls talking about? Him? Gotham City isn't only a city of girls you know." She knew the delay bothered them.

"Oh you know!" Annie almost screamed, but then the girls whispered together.

"The Batman!"

Emma giggled.

"Well of course I have. You can't live a day in Gotham without seeing either him or the Boy Wonders."

"Have you ever seen them up close?"

She wouldn't be caught dead telling if she'd seen the dynamic duo up close, so instead she devised an ingenious story to keep her friends interested.

"You know..."

"You know, I think you just might be the best fencer in the camp Ella!" Hallie complemented as Elena got done winning her third match.

"Thanks." Elena was almost breathless as she took off the heavy helmet. "You know, it's all the grip and the wrist."

The activity counselor, miss West, came over and applauded the reigning champion, then promoted the game as a contest to beat the best.

A group of girls passed behind, stopping to comment on the commotion.

"What's she queen of?" Emma asked, crossing her arms.

"Fencing, apparently." Annie replied.

Emma scoffed. "Don't even. I have a Middle Eastern half brother who's been playing with swords literally since he was a kid. Let me go knock off her false crown." Emma strode up and Annie and Susan laughed.

She put on the other mask and walked up behind the counselor, startling her.

"I'll have a go."

"Alrighty, we have ourselves a brace challenger. Miss?" Miss West asked, ready with her clipboard.

"Emma. From America."

"Miss Emma from America! Suit up girls!"

Elena rolled her eyes and put her mask back on.

"Go show her who's boss!" Sharon cheered.

"Gladly! It's the pride of a Spaniard on the line!"

The girls giggled.

"Look at them laughing over there." Susan commented.

"She has no idea what's comin to her." Emma said.

Now her girlfriends chuckled and heaved the fencing suit on her.

Umph! So this is what dad feels like every night! Glad she only had to do it for just now!

All suited up, the girls marched to the center where the counselor stood.

"Fencers ready?!"

"Ready!" The foils were lifted, just a touch away.

As you'll ever be!

"En garde!"

And the swords were off.

Elena lunged first, but Emma parried, then attacked. Emma tried to knock the sword out of her opponent's hand but Elena deflected the blade, pushing the foil off and whirled around followed by a quick lung. Point for Elena!

Elena then walked Emma backwards, but the other girl found a stronghold as she used the tree behind her to get a jump on her opponent, coming in low. Point!

Emma lunged again but Elena caught her foil in the handle of the other, sweeping it in a full circle forcing he challenger to stand mask-to-mask. Emma grunted and broke out of the lock. The girls had a fencing match on wheels, to say, they ran through the whole camp ground with their intense match, even going on to the patio of the mess hall.

Elena charged forcefully but Emma side-stepped, and Elena ran past her. Emma stopped and laughed, and whipped around to find Elena lunging toward her. She quickly fenced her off, but as she skipped backwards, found herself pinned against the rail. Elena smiled a cunning smile and pressed her foil into her opposition, tipping the other girl butt-first into a water trough, landing with a huge splash. The gathered onlookers exploded with laughter. Elena mischievously looked over the rail.

"Oops. Here let me help." She extended a hand but immediately regretted it.

"No, let me help you!" Emma tugged at the other girl and she fell in with a scream.

"Uagh! Why did you do that?" She shouted as she pushed herself out.

"You pushed me in first!" Emma yelled back as she climbed out as well.

"Alright ladies!" Miss West butt in, standing between the two warring factions. "That was quite the show! Looks like we got ourselves a new champion all the way from across the pond! Miss Emma!"

She then pulled Emma up with a victory hand raise as the onlookers clapped.

"Yes, nice match everyone! Now girls, shake hands!"

Emma rolled her eyes disgruntled and took off her mask as she turned... into a mirror.

The crowd gasped. Both the girls wore identical looks of shock.

"What are they staring at?"

"Don't you see it?" Elena tried to make her see.

"See what?"

"We look alike! You look like me, and I look like you!"

Emma scoffed. "Me? Look like you? Let me see here, turn this way?"

Elena fell for it and Emma was going to milk it.

"And now the other..." Elena followed with a heavy sigh.

"Well," Emma said, apparently reaching a conclusion and Elena eagerly waited. "your eyes are much closer together than mine. Your ears stick out, your teeth are crooked and that nose," Elena instantly covered it with a hand. "Well, don't worry, those things can be fixed."

Sharon was up on her heels. "Want me to clock her?"

Emma put up a hand to put her down. "Hold up, I'm not finished. You wanna know the real difference between us?"

Elena had an answer ready. "Oh I know! Like how I know how to fence and you don't? Or, I have class and you don't?"

That stirred up Emma, who was ready to be up in Elena's face when Miss West got in again just as the lunch bell rang.

All bets were off..

As they say, cats and birds are natural enemies...