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Just Imagining if ten year old Damian encountered a black mom, For example Vixen.
Damian: You put me in a weak position to keep me out of the way. I solved the problem.
Batman: You created a bigger one.
Damian: I-
Vixen:Boy SHUT UP before I knock the brown off you.
Damian: What did you say Harlo-
* Audible smack*
Vixen: Stop being disrespectful.
Damian: Maybe if you were someone to respect like my moth-
*Grizzly bear noise* *another smack*
*Sniffle*
Damian: Father make her stop
Batman:…Thank you