Tim got up and grabbed his phone, of course there were alerts from the Harem App.
“What’s wrong?” Anna pouted.
“Nothing is wrong,” Tim smiled, “I need to go to the bathroom, I will be back.”
“Oh, going to the bathroom…” Elsa and Anna’s faces were awash with amazement.
Tim raised an eye brow.
“Well, being Cartoon characters…” Elsa started.
“And Disney Cartoon character,” Anna interjected.
“…Yes, Disney Cartoon characters…” Elsa blushed, “We have never gone to the bathroom before.”
“Taking a shit is banned for the mouse’s actress,” Maleficent agreed.
“Oh, uhm…” Tim was unsure how to proceed.
“This way girls,” Maleficent said, “I have another bathroom over here. Don’t worry Mr. Drake, the novelty wears off quickly.”
“What about you two?” Tim looked at Emma and Janet.
“I was the guest star in She-Hulk comics,” Janet shrugged, “They were never above bathroom humor.”
“I survived Deadpool issues,” Emma said flatly
*
“All right Cassie,” Dick called as he wheeled in a cart with a computer monitor and speakers, “Movie marathon time!”
Cassie stared at him as he set up the monitor, a laptop next to the hospital bed for both of them to watch.
“Oh, that is so cute,” Dick pretended to pinch Cassie’s cheeks, “She is giving me the Bat-Glare… So adorable.”
Cassie’s face flushed red.
“Growing up, your dad shot you in the leg,” Dick said, “I was raised on the Bat-Glare since I was ten.”
“No cheer,” Cassie intoned still talking in minimal syllables due to anger.
“You will like this,” Dick said, “I had a buddy of mine work this up. It is a ‘Know Your Foe’ like they made in the old days for the Nazis, the Japs, the Soviets and so on. In this case, it is for Mandalorians, like the one that kicked your ass.”
Cassie was visibly surprised. Dick pulled up a chair and then tapped the Intercomm button on the bed.
“Relax, enjoy the show…” Dick smiled, “Alfred can we get some popcorn down in the infirmary?”
*
“I guess if they never did it before…” Tim muttered at the commotion coming from the bathroom on the other side of the hall.
The sisters were clearly amazed at the whole experience and were getting guidance from the others on feminine hygiene in the mortal world, which from the sound of it was YouTube videos on poty training for new parents.
“Who next?” Tim asked himself looking back at his phone, “Enchantress? Sabine? Could I use this on someone like Catwoman’s little pink kitten? What about Harley Quinn? What would the ethics of enslaving a villainess to make them a heroine be? What am I going to do about Steph? What the hell am I going to do about Cassie?”
Tim brought up a version of Enchantress from the Avengers Academy game on his phone. It was late teens early twenties version with her in mostly normal cloths for any American city; Black leather thigh boots with the green circle details from her comic book versions, a black leather mini-skirt, a green top, heavy gold belt, bracers, and choker, and a green hair band. It was cute sexy, but not outlandish. Next Tim brought up the Sabine Wren from his phone's Star Wars fighting game. Lean, cute in a Tomboy kind of way, pink purple short hair, and geared up but not more so than an average SWAT officer sitting in his cruiser waiting for an incident. Emma and Janet would have no problem decking her out in the fashion district with cute to sexy tomboy wear for the Gotham Street. Tim looked at the number of points he had… he had enough for one more girl right now…