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“I knew you would. No one can handle being so serious all the time even your father has his moments we’re he isn’t such a brooding mess.” Looking to the set of pacifiers Damian pointed to Selina smiled back at him with a nod. Those ones? Sure. Anything for you little guy.” She teased taking the package of pacifiers and looking them over for a second, noting just how much bigger the teats were on them. “Now these will really make you feel small.” With that she turned back around, taking the pacifier clips too before grabbing one that was decorated with kittens on it. “I think yours are perfect but I’m adding in this one too. If you’re going to be a kitten you need something with cats on it.” Smiling softly she couldn’t help but let out a small “Aww” at his declaration of not wanting to be big for a bit. “Well that’s why we’re here so you can finally be the baby of the family and I’ll gladly take care of you for as long as you want.” Reassuring him she put the pacifier clips into the cart then they were off to another isle. “Of course I’ll pick things out for you. Babies don’t get a too much choice after all.” Selina responded back as of to say she understood his hint and would gladly take the mommy role more seriously.
“Next I think we’ll need-“ she scanned the adjacent eyes as her words trailed off, her eyes stopping right at the shelves filled with bottles and the formula to go with it. “Ah! Here we go.” She spoke more to herself as if Damian were just a baby along for the ride. “I think someone here will be needing a few bottles from now on. You’re much too small to use cups.” Teasing him a bit Selina moved onto the bottle shelves wasting no time at all in picking out a few with childish characters on them, most notably those of the Paw Patrol. “I hear babies love this show.” She held the bottles up for him to see, purposely picking out the ones that also came with larger than usual teats for fussy babies who didn’t want to drink, a perfect choice for her new fussy charge. “ Oh and we can’t forget some of this.” Speaking again more to herself she picked out a few cans of baby formula, this time not even bothering to ask his opinion on the matter. Babies took what they were given, after all. “Well We’ve got bottles, pacifiers and formula. Now for the fun part; The diapers.” With all the stuff safely in the cart she took her time heading straight for the diaper isle which, as luck would have it, was right next to the baby furniture. Her eyes going from the diapers to the furniture Selina shook her head. “Diapers first then we’ll see.” Selina commented before entering the isle. “Okay so which to get. The seat your in is toddler sized but you’re probably small enough to go a few sizes smaller. Looking through all the options Selina finally picked out a large pack of the AnkleBiters brand, choosing the ones with baby toy prints all over them while also being the very thick kind for heavy wetters an another reason being that she wanted to see him waddle or even have to crawl like a real baby when wearing them.
Taking a second to make room in the cart for it Selina went on with her shopping list right to the next one over, into the baby furniture section. “Let’s see.” She spoke out loud before unbuckling the boy before lifting him up, plopping straight down into the already built playpen model. “Well I think it’s tall enough to keep you in and look.” She adjusted the sides making them all the taller for added security. As she thought it over a few late night shoppers passed by and cooed at the boy in the playpen, not recognizing that it was the son of Bruce Wayne. “What an adorable baby you are.” They cooed to the short crime fighter before reaching into to tickle him gently. “How old is he?” They finally asked Selina who shot a glance of apology at Damian before smiling. “Oh he just turned 2. Isn’t he just the sweetest baby you’ve ever seen?” She asked to which the other ladies gave enthusiastic little nods. “It was nice meeting you both.” They told Selina before waving at goodbye at Damian. “Wave Bye bye.” Selina encouraged him through baby talk. She was sorry that they had caught Damian in the playpen but she was secretly loving how well this was going. Maybe she’d get the playpen after all. It wasn’t as if she was strapped for cash, even in her own account.
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