Ten in the morning, on the outskirts of Gotham City.
The sunshine was lovely, but Batwoman and Damian inside Wayne Manor were not in particularly good moods.
But smiles never disappeared into thin air. They only moved onto other people's faces.
Sure enough, as Lynn walked out of Wayne Manor, the corners of his mouth rose into a smile.
As he walked down the sidewalk, he recalled everything that had just happened.
"I never thought I'd see Bat-Faker look so panicked. That's a rare sight."
Earlier, with Alfred as a witness, Batwoman and Damian had taken a parentage test.
And the results were obvious: Batwoman was Damian's dad... ahem, mother.
When he learned that he really did have two mothers, Damian was completely dumbfounded.
He felt that, as an eight-year-old, he had borne far too many unbearable things.
Of course, he wasn't the only one.
Batwoman had also looked utterly dumbfounded upon learning the results.
Suddenly gaining a son was a real pain in the balls-even if she no longer had those.
Not only that, she also had a child in her belly that no amount of medication could get rid of.
Gaining two children at once gave her quite a headache.
Of course, according to the law of conservation of smiles, whenever someone was miserable, someone else would be happy.
After learning that Damian was indeed of the Wayne Family's blood, Alfred's rising lips were harder to control than an AK's recoil. He looked practically as happy as if he had seen the Waynes come back to life.
Batwoman was not only pregnant but also had an eight-year-old child. It made Alfred feel that he could see the Wayne Family's future.
Of course, the one who gained the most was still Lynn.
Not only had he completed the side