I’m not going to tell you the vivid details of my conception, (I’d be grounded for life if I did and no no I do not want to talk about that.)
But for those of you who are wondering how the hell all this happened, here’s the reader’s digest condensed edition.
So yes, Supes got knocked up by Bats. It’s okay, we get it. I know it seems impossible, (believe me for humans…it’s impossible) but apparently for Kryptonians it’s not.
Anyways my Momma didn’t know that he was carrying me until he heard my heartbeat for the first time. Ultimately he panicked and disappeared for a good long while as Superman.
He still carried on his duties in Metropolis and as Clark Kent for as long as he was able to hide it but ultimately in the end it was up to the Fortress of Solitude for the both of us.
That’s where I was born. And that’s where mom kept me until I was a few good months old and he finally brought me back to Metropolis.
That’s when Dad found out.
Turns out that Mom was so scared that he’d be mad at him or not want him anymore that he took off. But when he saw me for the first time…. I had him hook line and sinker.
And after that day (and Bruce smacking Clark upside the head for not telling him) I was brought into the Wayne household and have grown up with both of my parents ever since.
Of course there’s been trouble at times, like those nights that I’ve stayed up until the wee hours of the morning just to make sure that they both came back in once piece and not going to bed until I’ve made sure that I’m not hallucinating.
But I love them both and they love me. And I don’t think I could ask for anything more.