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It seemed that not so long ago my mother had been telling me about her funny and sometimes ridiculous adventures with her friends, Aunt Selina and Aunt Harley, who often liked to get into all sorts of situations. And when she told me about it, while transmitting energy, it was not only her emotions, but also fragments of her own memories, which she was experiencing and thinking about at that time.

It was a pity that the connection with my mom was one-way and therefore I could not express my attitude and feelings towards her in any way, so I was looking forward to the moment when I could finally be born. It's not very comfortable to feel so constrained.

And so in anticipation of my imminent birth, I suddenly realized that...I was...dying. The feeling of imminent death was terrifying and overpoweringly irritating. I just can't die - without being born and seeing my mom in person!

I myself, stiff and immobile, could do nothing to counteract it; there was absolutely no control over my body. It was as if I had it, but I didn't have access to it yet.

It made me feel bad somewhere inside, but even worse was the realization that Mommy was trying to give me all her energy, and even so...it still wasn't enough!

But in an instant, everything turned, as mommy used to say, upside down. Suddenly I felt the presence of something strong...very strong, Mommy's strength was no comparison next to this being.

The only thing that calmed the already excessive anxiety was that it didn't want to hurt me or my mother, at least that's what something was trying to tell me. And it was so strange and unfamiliar, it was the first time anyone had ever tried to reach me and talk to me other than my mother.

And then it happened so fast that I only realized that I was seeing my own mother's face, and it was much better than the scraps I was getting with the energy she was giving me.

"Mo...m?" I said the first thing that came to mind. The voice responded reluctantly, as if unwilling to follow my mind's commands. I inhaled heavily, the air burning my insides, and looked up to see a weak smile on the woman's face, who was now looking back at me with tears in her eyes.

"Mirai?!" Her eyes widened in astonishment as I tried to memorize every detail in front of my eyes, the world around me was so beautiful and now I could see it all together with my mother! The light surrounding me still began to shred into small particles and then disintegrated "Oh my God, Mirai?!" This time her voice sounded worried and embarrassed, but why?

"Finally, I saw you, mom!" I added as much joy and happiness in my voice as I could to calm her down, and wanting to make a step toward her I inevitably began to fall down, my body still not going to obey my commands fully and faithfully.

Preparing for the fall, I suddenly froze, for the fall itself had not occurred. Looking around, I saw I was being girdled by my mother's creatures, who had also tried to save my life before, I should thank them for that later.

"Mirai?!" Mom's voice once again rings with the trill of worry and anxiety, and somewhere deep inside, it makes me feel very warm. What a nice feeling...

My body was buzzing with energy, but at the same time, my eyes felt so heavy and woozy...isn't that the feeling my mom told me about when one wants to sleep?...? It's so great to feel alive and unrestricted.

My mom had already run up to me and was fussing over me, sliding her fingers over my body as if searching for something on it.

"I'm so happy, now my mom and I will always be together..." I smiled, feeling my body getting heavy and my eyes slowly closing.

"Don't be afraid Mirai, mom will always be by your side, and now you can rest..." she smiled faintly, watching me.

"But I didn't..." My eyes closed completely, and my mind suddenly began to drift away from me "I think I really should rest..." I mumbled sleepily, losing consciousness.

***

Peering into Mirai's peaceful, sweetly snoring face, on which there was absolutely not a single flaw, Pamela, letting the air out of her lungs, looked at her son's face again and thought hard.

It seemed that everything ended in a happy ending, but the girl did not let go of anxiety about the appearance and appearance of her son. After all, he should be a baby now! She did everything accurately and correctly, no mistakes that would later lead to this were made, only if…

"So it was you?" Ivy turned back in suspense, thinking to see behind her the creature that had helped Mirai earlier, but....

"Shit..." she whispered brokenly. The one person...the one person who could answer all her questions regarding her son had disappeared on the spot "Okay, all right. Pamela, you're a great botanical scientist, and a strong and independent woman, you can handle your son's changes!" she calmed herself a little with a short monologue.

She smiled sadly and remembered the past moments when she thought of how she would raise and care for her newborn son. Now, in front of her was almost a mature, established young man who could speak, and his first word was "mommy". A warm and tender feeling began to take over the girl's head. True...he had not learned to walk yet, so she would still be able to watch his uncertain steps.

"Hee-h" Pam grinned softly at her own thoughts. She was also shocked by his knowledge, but since she knew that he would be smarter than the other children (though not that much smarter), she wasn't so surprised.

She slowly touched his red hair and stroked his head, thinking that nothing was over and they would be happy together!

After resting and regaining some strength just to get up, the girl told the mutant plants to keep an eye on her son and rushed to find something to dress him in, because it was not good for a mother to see her son naked!

But, unfortunately, apart from a piece of plaid, she didn't have anything worthwhile to wear, especially not in a size that would fit Mirai. Going back to him, she entangled him in a blanket, ordering one mutant to accompany her to the van. She herself was definitely unable to carry the young man to the car.

With the distinctive sound of the floor crushing, one of Pam's creatures left its place of origin, leaving a small crater behind it, and moved alongside its mistress. Keeping the young master on top of her.

Leaving the abandoned factory, which now did not seem so safe to her, she went around it on the right side and approached the hiding-place, where a means of transportation was located behind a thicket of thick bushes that did not constitute a barrier, but kept the van well hidden from the eyes of others.

"Go to your brother, I'll leave everything here to you" she said a little abruptly, as she put the wrapped–up Mirai into the van and strapped him in along the way.

"..." as usual, the mutant plant did not answer aloud, but bowed respectfully, accepting Pamela's instructions and orders to keep an eye on the "house," moving its powerful and strong roots and scraping its way back.

"Now honey, mommy will take you to safety" she sat down in the driver's seat, taking the keys from the glove compartment and inserting it into the ignition key, exhaled a sigh of relief when she heard the sound of the engine humming.

She learned to drive a car as a young student. As it turned out later, having a mobile vehicle was much more profitable than riding back and forth on the subway or bus. Buying a used car was not difficult for her, students with excellent academic performance and grades paid a good scholarship. But for obvious reasons, she didn't manage to finish her studies at Gotham City University.

Having switched on the windshield wipers that quickly removed all the small debris and dust from the windshield Pamela switched on the first gear and slowly drove out of the territory of the factory.

The girl wasn't afraid that she would be caught by some surveillance camera, because it was getting dark outside, and the place where she was going was not the center of the city at all, and that's why the security there was a little bit lower than in other areas of Gotham.

***

[About an hour later]

[Gotham City]

The city, both yesterday and today, did not change itself. The weather was equally gloomy, dark and overcast. It was so yesterday, the day before yesterday, and three days ago. The black sky, covered with clouds from which not even the light of the stars could be seen, was something familiar and expected for the citizens of this city.

And the gothic ambiance of the city worked both ways. It attracted some people to the city, but it also scared them away and made them stay away from it, and when they had to pass through or stop by Gotham City, they all tried to leave it as soon as possible.

But for the city's hardened residents, which included Harley and Selina, the city was pretty ordinary, well, except for the big crime spree, of which Gotham was second to none.

"How's the most elusive thief of all, Kitty?" grinned the clowness with gambling eyes, whose cheeks were already red, and those reds were clearly not from embarrassment or awkwardness. The girl's blood alcohol was over the legal limit today.....

"Hee-h, you know it..." the not quite sober Selina smiled too, and after a second of thought, continued "I'll never get bored of playing cat and mouse with Batman, but lately it's been so lackluster~" Kitty sighed, waving one hand theatrically. But then she squinted at the blonde girl seriously and sighed heavily, for real. She didn't like what Quinn was doing to herself.

"What about you? Maybe it's time to get a grip on yourself, not just hang around?" Putting her cocktail glass aside she asked, looking into her friend's eyes.

"А? Pussy! Can't you see how good I feel? If you've come to kill the mood, then please leave! And if not, then sit down and have a drink with me!!!" Harley started accusingly, and then sharply shook the table slightly and half of the contents spilled out of the glass, she shrieked loudly.

"Huh? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, can I pour you another?" Falling back onto the chair with her butt on the chair, the girl asked quietly. Because of the situation with Joker, which was too painful for the clowness to let go of, and after Ivy's disappearance from their small "Rock Band", it all mixed up and caused some pain to the girl. That's why she often fell asleep with a bottle of whiskey in her arms.

"Huh..." Kyle sighed again, watching her friend's condition and not caring at all about the alcohol spilled on the table "Maybe we should go together and find her?" It hurt her to see what Harley was turning into, but it hurt even more that she couldn't do anything about it. Cat has never been strong in consolation.

"А?" Quinn didn't even have to guess who Kitty was talking about, it was clear to her "You know her as well as I do, so you realize that our idea is futile and doomed to failure..." She grew even sadder, almost becoming despondent, and the sparkle in her eyes faded.

"You got right, but how long are you going to keep sulking like this?" said Cat Thief, trying not to show her regret for her friend in her eyes....

"No, that's why... let's get drunk! Please..." Harley finished with a pleading tone in her voice, as she seemed to be having a hard time.

"Okay, if you say so" Selina grinned weakly and sadly.

To tell the truth, she was in a bad mood herself. Batman had once again prevented a robbery at the Gotham City Historical Museum, where Cat was the main thief. And all she had to do was to deliver a couple of paintings to a client, and then he would pay her generously. They weren't of any interest to anyone anyway and were just gathering dust! Yes, that's right!

"Well, here's to you, me, and Ivy, wherever she is!" said Kyle toasted and took a sip of the throat-burning drink.

"And to Ivy..." Harley mumbled a little sluggishly as she downed the entire glass, seemingly determined to forget herself this day. Her cheeks, which until then had lost their blush, were now bright red again, and it looked as if they would glisten like fresh tomatoes in the light.

When Harleen was already diligently filling her glass again, and Selina was sipping the rest, there was a confused knock on the bar door.

"Hn" the clowness snorted "Are you expecting someone Kitty?" The girl asked with a slight frown.

"No" Cat answered immediately, rising tensely, preparing herself for the unexpected guests.

But when the knock came again, they froze for a moment. It was because with that gap between each knock and its tone, it was their secret code. One that only a few people knew about, Harley herself, Selina, and....

"Ivy?" Quinn muttered in amazement, and her feet, after a second of confusion and dazedness, quickly rushed to the front door. Yes, she'd almost fallen a few times because of the alcohol she'd drunk, but when had that ever stopped a gymnast?

When the door was within walking distance, she stood still once again, hesitating to open the door and meet the one who was very dear to her.

"Harley..." as if sensing the girl behind the door said Pamela "I know that you are standing right behind the door...now please open it" the conservationist finished somewhat pleadingly.

She jumped to the door and with a flick of the latch she opened it...

Author's Afterword:

press F Ivy?) 

Adding a chapter to the webnovel and re-reading that one, I honestly can't believe I wrote such a masterpiece! (Sounds arrogant, and thanks to the crooked online translator, it's scary to think "what you end up reading there and how you read it") But compared to past works, I feel that "this one" is more in-depth and scripted. The author's skills are growing, yoo-hoo!

And now for the main point. There are no full chapters. Are there any in the future? Who knows? I don't even know what will happen tomorrow, so it's unnecessary to think about it. But, myself, to be honest, I'm really looking forward to seeing Ivy, Selina and Harley interact!!!! A reunited trio! And let's not forget about the son, our main character! Who will be the first to teach him something villainous? Harley or Kitty? Place your bets!!!...I'm curious to find out myself.

Basically, I was planning a harem fanfic, but since nothing went further than 4 and a half chapters, I decided not to cheat and bait you with such tags, or on the contrary for some it will be a disappointment? I want to ask you readers, how can you not like harem? No, I realize that if it is poorly written and in general one girl is not different from another, then yes, for such a thing you can make a tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap on the head of the author. But then again, you shouldn't write about cardboardness to newbie authors, I think they know and understand it very well themselves)))))) Not always everything can be done quickly and qualitatively, someone needs a lot of time to gain experience.

Don't you think that I look like that master coach who suddenly raised money on cunning schemes and tells the honest people that it is not worth chasing money, everything will come by itself? Hahahahahahah!!! Lmao:3

Sorry, I signed off like that...hate to say goodbye to you and walk off into the sunset...but I will have to)

I hope that I gave you just incredible impressions and emotions, showed you that villains are people too, and nothing human is alien to them. That world clearly needs love and care, and so I wanted to give them that warmth, even if it was in such a way...mm-hmm. We, those authors who do not write primarily to make money, but for our own souls, are so sweet, aren't we?)))

As far as I'm concerned, if hell exists, that's where I'm going, for my hubris...but let's not talk about good things, seductive succubi will wait, lucifer, my brother, too, and therefore it's better to write me your own impressions and full reviews after reading the chapters. I realize it's too little to judge anything, but if you've already drawn a whole world in your head, write!!!! Write reviews, comments...I don't know, maybe your own fanfics and stories?) Share your impressions, I will sincerely expect it, so this author, respected by all people on the planet, leaves you! Damn...it snowed so much today, who's going to shovel the yard if not me! Peace, goodwill, gumption! ))))