T-Rex: It was midnight, and Bruce Wayne was almost indistinguishable from darkness. He melted into the shadows with ease as he crawled through the unfamiliar terrain, his senses alert. He had almost reached his target...
T-Rex: ...and then he pooped his pants and cried!
T-Rex: WHAT THE HECK?
Dromiceiomimus: In this story, is Bruce Wayne a newborn baby?
T-Rex: Yes, Bruce Wayne is a newborn baby in this story. As you probably guessed, he was in a dark room, exploring his new baby bed.
T-Rex: Poopy Pants Baby Bruce is the character find of 2018, Dromiceiomimus.
Utahraptor: Is there a Baby Joker? A Baby Poison Ivy? A Baby Two-Face?
T-Rex: OBVIOUSLY THERE ARE.
T-Rex: But they don't star here! Millions live in Gotham, and we're supposed to buy that they all end up at the same daycare? Where one kid laughs all the time while another whispers to plants, and a third kid keeps ALMOST but not quite getting half his face injured? Where there's one little girl who just loves cats?
T-Rex: And another who's a little TOO into clay and keeps rubbing it on his face... and another who loves singing the "cold doesn't bother me anyway" bit from Frozen...
T-Rex: ...Huh.
T-Rex: So THIS is what having the greatest idea of your life feels like
