Daddy’s Little Girl
Bruce waited outside the school to pick up his daughter. He pushed his sunglasses up his nose watching two robins on the power line. Alfred had offered to pick the child up, but Bruce said no. Lately he hadn’t been around as much as he wanted. He missed his daughter. Hours of chasing villains and the low life in Gotham, he just wanted to spend some time with his child.
The bell rang and the child would soon start to run out the building. Other parents had started to show up to pick their children. None of the other parents came near them. He spotted his daughter, her dark hair standing out in a sea of blonds and redheads.
Cassandra darted from her seat at the sound of the school bell, she rushed to gather her books and pencils, throwing them into her tiny pink backpack. She didn’t want to keep Alfred waiting outside.
The girl pushed open the exit door, her brown eyes lit up and a smile grew as she noticed Bruce leaning against the car. Excitedly running over to greet him, her small hands wrapped around his legs. “You’re here!"
richbastardbat reblogged this from volving-archive and added: Bruce chuckled reaching down to pick her up. “Hi kiddo!” He kissed Cassie’s cheek. “How was school, baby? Good?” He gave...
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Cassandra darted from her seat at the sound of the school bell, she rushed to gather her books and pencils, throwing...