*Thank you so much for having supported this fic! It means so horribly much! Since some of you thought it was a good idea, I'm happy to write this little ficlet-chapter on the WonderBat family as an extra. Please, do tell me how you found it. Thanks for reading!*

BONUS CHAPTER 13

"This is going to be so awesome!" The little raven-haired boy squealed, sticking his face to the car window.

"Thomas, you're making the window dirty." His father said, shuffling through the pages of a small booklet.

"Fine…" The boy said, pouting a bit. His mother huffed and grabbed him, placing him on her lap.

"You seem rather excited..." Diana said, fixing her son's hair.

"I am! But…when can I play too?" Little Thomas asked, turning to his mother. Sky blue eyes met sky blue eyes and Diana smiled. Her son looked almost identical to her husband, except for the eyes. Those were hers. Alfred had been quite surprised at the striking similarity between father and son; so much, that he was actually brought to tears when Thomas was born –remembering Bruce as a baby- and had been constantly digging up Bruce's infantry photos to place next to Thomas' ones at his album.

"When you're a little older, you will take part too." Diana assured him.

"How much older?"

"When you'll be eight."

Thomas stuck all his fingers up, starting to count. "I am five. I need…another three years to be eight!"

"Yes, Thomas."

"Are three years long, mommy?"

"Not so much, baby."

Thomas nodded and fell on his mother's chest. Diana wrapped her hands around him and turned to the window, watching as buildings went by.

Bruce sighed. "Oh, boy…" He said.

"What's wrong?" Diana asked.

He turned his look to him and half-smiled. "I'm just hoping we're prepared enough for what we're going to see." With that, she handed her the booklet, opened at a certain page. Diana read what the page wrote and grinned.

"Oh, let me read, mommy, let me read!" Thomas asked, clapping his little hands. Bruce looked proudly at his son. Diana spread the booklet open in front of the boy and indicated the passage they were interested in. Thomas squinted his eyes and started reading as clearly as he could. "Twelve PM. To One PM. Rosewood Private School's Sixth Grade will present the theatrical play 'Dragon Slayers', written by the grade's teacher Ms. Popplewell and the students Patricia Blake and Iphigenia Wayne." The boy gasped. "Iphie is writing a play?"

"Read on, psyche mou." (A/N: Translation: my soul, used as my love, mostly by mothers or lovers.)

The boy turned to the leaflet and read to where his mother was pointing now. "Battle scene instructor: Iphigenia Wayne. Costume tailor: Ms. Shirley, with the valuable contribution of Mr. Alfred Pennyworth."

Diana and Bruce looked at each other and smiled. Their daughter had decided not to tell them any details on her plans, wanting it to be a surprise. She had, though, turned to Alfred for help, who could never deny her any. Being her godfather, Alfred was fixed on catering to Iphigenia's every need, making sure, though, not to overdo it. He'd never want his beloved Iphigenia to become a 'spoiled brat' as he had said, but that didn't include him not sewing countless knight costumes over the last few weeks.

The limousine parked in front of the big private school. The driver opened their door and Bruce came out, holding Thomas, followed by Diana in a chic red and white dress.

Thomas shuffled in his father's embrace until he put him down and the boy ran to Alfred, who was standing outside, waiting for them.

"Hello, sir, my lady." The butler said, picking up the boy.

"How is it going, Alfred? Are the preparations complete?" Bruce asked.

"Yes, yes, of course. The play will begin in about an hour. Iphigenia is at the science fair, I suppose you will head there, right?"

"Of course." Diana answered. "Will you show Thomas the school he'll be going to next year?" She said, caressing the boy's head.

"With pleasure. I will see you in the theater room in an hour. We've saved seats for all of you." With that, he turned around and started showing the boy the premises.

Diana took Bruce's elbow and they started walking towards the science fair exhibition. Many desks with the student's projects were placed in the schoolyard, and the exhibition had attracted quite a crowd. Recognizing the project he and his daughter had worked on tirelessly, he led them to a desk some meters away. Its title was 'Echolocation' and the student responsible for it was currently making a demonstration of the echolocation machine she, with her father's help, had built.

Diana and Bruce watched the presentation attentively. Bruce could recite its words, at some points, since he had heard Iphigenia rehearse it again and again. Diana felt happy that it had turned out so nicely. Her daughter had seriously worked for many hours over this project and would accept nothing else but perfection.

Iphigenia, their firstborn, was a child of unusual intelligence and maturity. She had inherited her father's aptness for science and technology, along with a sense of perseverance and ethics from her mother. She was a tall kid, with a sturdy physique, long, wavy, black hair and a set of piercing dark eyes, like her father, again. Most of her facial characteristics resembled Diana, though, maybe with a firmer jawline. She wasn't the most social child, but she could be friendly and gentle.

The demonstration went smoothly and those attending it applauded by the end of it and moved to the next project. The girl turned off her echolocator and ran to her parents, giving them a hug.

"Ta piges ee-perocha, Iphigenia." Diana said and she smiled, hearing her mother say she did amazing.

"Glad this thing worked." Bruce said, teasing her. Iphigenia simply grinned. "Are you ready for your play?"

"I suppose." She shrugged and frowned. "I just hope the others don't mess it up."

"Well, have a little faith on your classmates." Diana insisted.

"I try."

"Want to grab something to eat?"

"No, I'm fine. I think I'll head backstage now. We need to make the final adjustments."

"Go, go." Both of her parents said.

"I'll see you, guys, inside. I've saved you seats!" With that, she turned around and ran inside.

"Let's go buy some candy." Diana said and they started walking towards the candy stand. Bruce paid for two bags of chocolate and sugar candy, handing one to his wife, leading them on for a slow walk around the school's yard.

"I remember the last time we had candy like this…" Diana said, looking at Bruce playfully.

"I don't want to remember." Bruce replied, half-smiling. Diana huffed and munched on a bar.

"Hera, how I'd like some berries and some cola now…"

Bruce arched an eyebrow at that statement. Diana was normally a reasonable person considering her appetite and food urges, expect for when she was…pregnant. God knew how many times Bruce had to wake up Alfred to fetch the pregnant Diana some pistachio ice-cream or a bean salad in the middle of the night, especially when she was going through her ninth month and getting up wasn't easy.

"Diana, you...aren't…"

"No, my love, I'm not expecting, fear not. I just saw the color of this candy and it reminded me of berries. That's all."

Bruce almost sighed in relief. It wasn't that he didn't love his family as it was, he just thought it'd be impossible to find time for another child if they wanted to continue being two of Earth's most important superheroes. They already had to organize a strict timetable to make it all work out and he doubted they could fit the needs of a third Wayne baby in there. They both got the minimum amount of sleep already in order to keep up with the League and the time they had left to themselves was scarce as well. Yet he didn't complain, because he very much enjoyed spending time with his children and seeing his family progress. Diana turned out to be an amazing mother and an even more amazing wife. He wished they had more time to go out together more, but he couldn't complain. Having her all to himself even for just an hour every night was fine.

Alfred was a blessing, too. He had helped raise the children like they were his own. They didn't need to hire a babysitter, of course, for when they couldn't be there, and Alfred enjoyed taking care of them to no extent. He taught them many things and the children loved him dearly. They had decided to make him Iphigenia's godfather with no second thoughts and he had almost cried in joy when they announced it. Truth was, though, they could think of no other person for the 'job'.

"Let's sit here." Bruce said, pointing to a wooden bench underneath the shade of a tall tree. After sitting down, he passed his arm over Diana's shoulder and smiled. They didn't speak after that, as there was nothing to say and none of them felt the needed to say anything. Being there with each other was enough.

"Aren't you two like highschool sweethearts…" A bulky man said, approaching them.

"And I was wondering when you'd come." Bruce replied as the newcomer sat down.

"How'd you find us, Clark?" Diana asked.

Clark pushed his glasses over the bridge of his nose. "I followed the sounds of the lovebirds." Diana huffed and Bruce rolled his eyes.

"How are you?" The Amazonian Princess asked.

"I'm alright. Lois apologizes for not being able to come, but, you know, things at the paper can get pretty hectic."

"Yes, yes. It's okay."

"But I couldn't miss an opportunity to see my godson! Where's the little devil?"

"Touring around with Alfred." Bruce replied, caressing Diana's shoulder.

"I should go steal him from that satanic butler." Clark pondered, half-smiling. "I just don't know how he makes himself everyone's favorite…"

"Oh, you know Thomas loves you just as much." Diana said. "He says he wants to be tall and strong like you when he grows up."

Clark smiled but Bruce took that smile away from him. "I tell him to be witty and resourceful like Lois." Clark rolled his eyes and turned his gaze to his watch.

"Think we should head inside now? The play will commence shortly."

The three of them left the bench and went for the theater. It was located inside the school building, but had soundproof walls. The wooden stage was at the front and had many rows of seats. They spotted Alfred sitting with Thomas at the second row and started walking towards him, when a ginger-haired lady approached them.

"Hello, Ms Popplewell!" Diana greeted.

"Mr. Wayne, Ms Prince, we're very happy to have you here!" The cheerful lady said.

"We wouldn't miss it." Bruce said, nodding.

"I sincerely hope you enjoy it. It is something…unique. I was glad the girls had such creative ideas for the play!"

"We're very much interested to see what you have pulled together." Diana said, smiling.

"I just wanted to let you know that since a play named 'Dragon Slayers' cannot be without some action scenes, what is going to happen on the stage is with the full consent of our Principal, who was very much interested in the play as well." Bruce and Diana both arched an eyebrow and nodded. "So! I will see you afterwards! Enjoy!"

"This is starting off nicely…" Bruce mumbled and Diana laughed.

They finally reached Alfred and joined him. Thomas stretched his arms to Clark when they approached and the Kryptonian took the boy in his arms and sat down.

"Liked the school, Thomas?" He asked and the boy nodded enthusiastically.

"It has a huge playground!" Clark messed with his hair and grinned.

"What are we going to watch?" Bruce asked, turning to Alfred.

"Something quite interesting, sir." The butler asked, stroking his moustache.

"Iphigenia is the battle scene instructor…"

"She was perfect for the part, I think. Wait and see, Master Bruce." Alfred simply said, smiling a bit.

The lights in the room went off and only the stage was lighted by three large light projectors. The heavy red curtains were drawn away, revealing a background of what appeared to be a forest. Patricia Blake's voice echoed around; with a quick look at the leaflet, Diana saw that her daughter's best friend was co-directing it with the teacher and narrating the story.

"In a land far, far away…" The girl began, as light music played along, "the Seven Kingdoms lived peacefully, until one day… the dragon tribe attacked." A mechanical dragon head popped from the right, as supposed dragon screeches came from the speakers. The machine was very well built and shaped into a furious dragon. Its head was withdrawn. "The Kings and the Queens were beginning to lose hope, as the dragons, powerful creatures of very high intelligence, took everything they wanted from them; jewels, people, food, rampaging villages and threatening the royalty. However, not all hope was lost, as the world had the famous Dragon Slayers to protect them!" A dozen of children entered the center stage, dressed in knight costumes and shiny helmets and yelling. Bruce turned to Alfred, who watched the little knights in pride; he guessed the costumes were of his doing. "People everywhere loved the Dragon Slayers and called them when they needed help, as their brave leader could battle every dragon out there!" The children turned and clapped for a tall knight, waving their wooden swords around. "But one day…" The dozen of kids left the stage. "…the great dragon tribe attacked the Cendurian Kingdom. The King"- a skinny boy with long blond hair, wearing a long red cape walked onto the stage, with a girl in a pink fluffy dress by his side-"and the Queen tried to negotiate with the alpha dragon, but all he ever did was taunt them. He told them that to stop his kin from ruining the land, they must pay them a certain amount in gems and give them something much more precious as a ransom, their only son."

Bruce lightly nudged Diana. "Isn't that Dinah's and Oliver's son?"

"Yes, Bruce! You've met the boy dozens of times!"

"I can't recognize every single boy I meet. I've more important things to remember." Diana rolled her eyes and returned to the play.

"Desperate to get their son and their freedom back, the King summoned the Dragon Slayers to their land." The 'knights' re-entered the stage and the 'King' spoke.

"Oh, mighty Dragon Slayers! You need to help us!"

"What is the situation?" A boy asked, removing his helmet.

"The dragons have been taking our gems and money, and have kidnapped our son!"

"Why have they kidnapped your son?" Another boy said, taking his helmet off too.

"So that we won't stop paying them!" The 'Queen' said, pleading. "If we stop, not only will they ruin our lands, but they will kill him too!" The knights pretended to gasp.

"I'm begging of you!" The King said. "Save our son and our Kingdom, and we will give you anything! Anything!"

Eleven 'knights' turned to the twelfth, who had crossed arms.

"What will we do, Leader?" The first boy-knight said.

The 'Leader' advanced several steps and in one swift but graceful motion, took the helmet off and thick locks of black hair jumped around.

"I knew it!" Diana said grinning and turning to Bruce.

Bruce's eyes widened when he saw his daughter portraying the Leader of the Knights. "Oh…"

"Don't tell me you hadn't recognized your own daughter!" Diana scolded, whispering.

"I had a vague idea." Bruce simply stated, focusing on the play again. Diana sighed and let him be.

Iphigenia held her helmet between her arm and her sides, appearing very noble. The 'King' gasped at her sight. "Oh, my!" He said. "Valliant Leader! Please do something!"

Iphigenia spoke stoically. "We will help you and your Kingdom, King Richard."

"We will be forever in your debt." The Queen said.

"All we require," Iphigenia went on, "is accommodation and food for the year. Can you cover our needs?"

"Oh, of course, brave Dragon Slayers!" The King declared. "You shall be given a castle and more food than you can eat!"

"Save him, please," the Queen said, "and you will marry our son, Leader!"

"What?!" Iphigenia said and all of the knights frowned. "I can't marry someone I don't know."

"There goes another fairytale cliché busted…" Clark whispered to Alfred and he agreed.

"But, but…" The Queen on the stage mumbled. "He is noble, and so handsome! With auburn hair, and gr-"

"It doesn't matter, your Majesty. I'm not interested in matrimony." The 'Leader' replied and the rest of the knights nodded in agreement. "Now, where are the dragons?"

"At the mountains up north. That's where they reside when they're not here, claiming our wealth." The King answered.

"Will we need to cross the Ioran forest to get there?" A girl-knight asked.

"Yes, I'm afraid."

"Is it dangerous, Helen?" Iphigenia asked.

"Yes. It's filled with monsters and thieves, but nothing us, the Dragon Slayers can't fight."

"Then off we go!" The first boy-knight said. "We'll come back with the dragon's head!"

With that, they all emptied the stage. The scenes that followed involved the knights dealing with witches and monsters, until they finally reached 'the mountains up north'.

"Come forward, vicious dragons!" Some of the knights yelled. From the right entrance, the mechanical dragon head popped out, along with several couples of students under costumes of two, to make up some smaller dragons.

"Who dares disturb me?" A masculine voice sounded from the speakers, as the mechanical dragon's jaws moved.

"We are the Dragon Slayers," a knight said, "and we're here to defeat you!"

"No mere human can defeat me!"

"We are no mere humans! We will rescue the Prince and the Kingdom!" Iphigenia shouted bravely. "Knights! Prepare to fight!"

"This must be the battle scene." Bruce told Diana.

"I suppose so. Let's see, now…" Diana replied, intrigued.

The smaller 'dragons' headed for the knights. All of the paired enemies performed synchronized moves of kicks and punches and sword swings and Diana was not too surprised to experience that strange sense of déjà-vu, as a too-similar routine she had practiced growing up in Themyscira and has proceeded with spending countless days practicing it with Cassie and Donna. She grinned a bit, as she watched the students 'fight' and thought that they weren't too bad in the routine indeed.

Iphigenia marched towards the mechanical dragon-chief and pointed her wooden sword at him. "Leave the Kingdom at once!"

"And who are you to order me?"

"The Leader of the Dragon Slayers and the Protector of the Kingdom!"

"I will kill you and get this joke over with…" The dragon said and its jaws opened wide. With a loud sound from the speakers, smoke and orange fibers were launched from its mouth, portraying flames. Iphigenia was quick in dodging them and sliding underneath its jawline. She gave the bottom jaw a hit with her sword and a high kick, rendering it useless. The mechanical head started moving from left to right 'frantically'. Iphigenia dodged it for some moments and then found the perfect second to jump and climb up, onto the dragon, riding it.

"Although it is a school play, sir," Alfred whispered to Bruce, "I can't help but feel a little worried about Iphigenia's wellbeing…"

"Don't worry, it's a play. They have probably rehearsed this countless of times. Iphigenia knows what she's doing." Bruce reassured Alfred, but not being able to cast what the grade's teacher had told them away.

Iphigenia went on with hitting the metallic frame of the dragon with her sword, holding on tightly with her legs. She then kicked its sides strongly and the frames seemed to break a bit. As the 'beast' began to move more slowly –it was planned, they guessed, for it to slow down, but it was broken from the kicks as well- Iphigenia stood up and turned around, not facing the head's direction anymore. She jumped high and landed on the head again, kicking it with both of her legs and hitting it with her sword. The dragon appeared now with a bent neck. Iphigenia gave it another swing and the whole structure fell down with a loud thud. The knights applauded over the 'dragon corpses', swinging their 'weapons' around. The audience applauded as well.

"Still think it was a good idea to let her spend the summer in Themyscira?" Bruce said.

Diana laughed. "I can't see any harm in a girl knowing how to put a dragon down…" Bruce rolled his eyes.

The play came to its end, as they rescued the Prince and were named heroes at the Kingdom. All of the children that helped with the play took a bow, as the audience cheered for them again. They went outside and were soon joined by Iphigenia.

"Congratulations, Iphie!" Clark said, shaking the girl's hand.

"You hadn't told me about the bullfight, Iphigenia." Alfred told her.

"I wanted it to be a surprised for all of you! Why, wasn't it good?" She replied.

"It was wooooow!" Thomas said, clapping his hands, still in Clark's arms.

"Hippolyta taught you well, I figure?" Bruce asked.

Iphigenia giggled. "Grandma and the Amazons were brilliant."

"Ekanes poli kali doulia, Iphigenia." Diana said, hugging her daughter, after praising her for doing a very good job.

"Is there anything else on the schedule?" Clark asked, but a voice from the speakers answered his question before anyone else could.

"Our students' fair is slowly coming to its end! We hope you enjoyed everything and we would now like to invite all of the parents to join us in some activities for fun! The activities include hundred and four hundred meter sprints, archery and riddle-solving! Any parents willing to participate are kindly requested to register themselves at the secretary."

Bruce turned to Diana and looked at her slyly. She gave him a playful grin.

"Want to give it a go?" Diana asked and Bruce nodded.

In twenty minutes, they were standing behind the starting line of the hundred meter sprint, in athletic T-shirts and sneakers.

"No cheating, Ms. Wonder Woman." Bruce said, rubbing his neck and warming up.

"I don't need to cheat to beat you." Diana declared, stretching her shoulders.

"Positions!" The race regulator said and they took their starting stance.

"May the best parent win." Bruce said, winking. Alfred, Clark and their children cheered from the bleachers.

A shot later, they started running as if their life depended on it, none of them willing to accept defeat.

*Here it is, then! A day of family fun! I hope you liked it and I hope I gave you enough…hints on their ever after. Please tell me how you found it.

I'd also like to inform you that I will be writing a new story, based on this one, with small everyday moments, or important days like their wedding, or the day the League found out, a Christmas Eve etcetera. I hope to see you all there! Take care!*