[lexibabe]

BATGIRL: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROWPart One

A hawk glides across the clear blue fall sky, soaring over open fields, wooded areas, and quiet residential neighborhoods. Its sharp eyes scan the ground below for potential prey. It swoops across a two-lane road, indifferent to the cars beneath it, then circles back for another low pass over the asphalt. Gliding effortlessly over treetops, the hawk nears a clearing up ahead..As it approaches, the name comes into view—Midnight Estates, etched in iron above a grand entrance gate. The hawk dips lower, sweeping across the wide front lawn, circling the grand estate house in a slow, deliberate arc. It lands near the top of a large oak tree that stands like a sentinel near the driveway.

Perched, the hawk's head shifts sharply from side to side, eyes scanning. Its gaze travels across the lawn to the front entrance of the house. A cool autumn wind rustles dry leaves across the grass, the quiet chime of wind bells echoing from the porch

This is Midnight Estates, the secluded home of reclusive socialite Lexi Midnight, maintained by a small, loyal staff of caretakers. But within these walls lies more than just luxury and old money—beneath the calm surface, secrets stir.


INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATES – CONTINUOUS

Inside, the atmosphere is warm yet carries a faint, eerie undertone. To the right, just off the foyer, an arched opening reveals a staircase winding its way to the upper floor. Sunbeams cut through tall windows, casting golden light across the polished wood floor. A large grandfather clock ticks steadily in the hallway nearby.An open doorway leads into a well-appointed office lined with shelves and old books. Panning back across the foyer, we glimpse a second open room on the left—a spacious family room, filled with elegant but well-used furniture.

The camera continues down the hallway. Framed pictures and awards line the walls—a tribute to legacy, achievement, and maybe... secrets. To the left, the hall leads to a modern kitchen and formal dining room, and a glass-paned door that appears to open onto the back patio.
To the right, the hallway dips down a few steps, leading to a reinforced door. Behind it—a private gym. Maybe smaller than one might expect for such a grand estate, but fully outfitted: treadmills, weights, heavy bags, mats.

INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATES – GYM – MOMENTS LATER
In the center of the gym sits a full sparring ring. Inside it—two figures.

LEXI MIDNIGHT, owner and CEO of Midnight Enterprises, one of the city’s most prominent civic leaders by day. But by night? Known only to a select few, she becomes something else entirely—Batgirl. Vigilante. Defender of the city. Nuisance and bane to all who would do it harm.

She’s dressed in a black sports bra and matching shorts, her jet-black hair pulled into a sleek ponytail.

Opposite her stands JANEY, the estate’s chief caretaker—but so much more than that. Lexi’s assistant, mentor, and trusted guide. Slightly taller, Janey is dressed similarly for the session, in a black sports bra and shorts.

The sharp shuffle of feet echoes off the mat, followed by short gasps of exertion. The two move with precision, exchanging holds and counters. They lock up—collar and elbow. Lexi slips behind Janey, arms locking around her waist.

Janey’s ready.

She fires a backward elbow, catching Lexi on the cheek, breaking the hold and flinging her toward the ropes. Janey charges, preparing to clothesline her—

But Lexi cartwheels out of the way, landing behind her. With a swift shove, she sends Janey into the ropes. As Janey rebounds, Lexi catches her around the waist and lifts—

BAM! A suplex. Janey hits the mat with a solid thump.

Lexi turns, grinning, and extends a hand.

LEXI(grinning)You almost had me.


Janey smiles and accepts the hand—but then yanks Lexi forward, lifting her and driving a knee into her core, flipping her overhead. Lexi lands flat on her back with a gasp.

Janey pops to her feet, smirking.

JANEYAlmost nothing. You don’t know all my moves, Miss Midnight.

She steps back, hands on her hips, taunting.

JANEY (CONT'D)Come on, Batgirl. Attack me—like I’ve seen you attack a McDonald’s Big Mac and fries!


Lexi rolls to her feet, smirking.

LEXIOhhh, you’re asking for it, housekeeper.

JANEYThink you can give it to me?


Lexi launches forward in full attack mode. Janey’s eyes widen at the sudden speed and fury—she’s forced onto the defensive, stepping back, blocking, dodging. She’s impressed. Lexi has learned... and learned well.

Then Janey sees her opening—lunges forward—

WHAM! A powerful spear takes Lexi down.

Janey quickly scoops her up and slams her down with a clean body slam. Both women lie on the mat, catching their breath.

After a beat, Janey stands and offers her hand.

Lexi, still breathing heavily, nods and smiles, taking Janey’s hand. They pull each other up, share a friendly hug, and walk to the corner of the ring where two water bottles and towels await.

LEXI(chuckling)I’ll get you next time.

JANEYNot likely.
Though deep down, Janey knows it’s more than likely—and that Lexi is getting stronger every day.

LEXIWhat’s on the agenda for tonight?

JANEYDid you forget? The Midnight Dinner at the Rosengarten.

LEXI(rolling her eyes)Ugh. I wish I hadn’t asked. Those things are so boring.

JANEYNevertheless, very important—for you and Midnight Enterprises.

LEXI(sighing)I suppose so...

JANEYCome on—let’s go shower and change. I’ll make us a light lunch afterward.

LEXIWhen’s Miss Bessemer coming back?

JANEYSophie? Later tonight or early tomorrow. She’s only away for the day.

[lexibabe]

PART 1 CONTINUED.

lexi,and janey  go  to their  rooms, to refresh,and get ready for lunch...lexi  selects,and lays out her clothes to wear to the inner later in the evening, then hurries down stairs  to the kitchen.  janey is  already there

 : they  make small talk,moving around the kitchen,,
: LEXI.. LEFT OVER  POT ROAST OK?
 JANEY...that's fine

: they make their sandwiches,and sit at the island

: LEXI...will you be alright? i f eel bad leaving you  alone, i can stay and keep you company
 JANEY...your,just trying to get out of going to that dinner
: LEXI [smiles}
: JANEY....i'll be fine, and who say's i'll be  alone
: LEXI.....oooh


: JANEY. after dinner,are you going out on  rounds
: LEXI...yeah,probably,there have been a rash of breakins,in the navarro section,i'll check it out
: JANEY.  i wish you would;ent, it's to dangerous
: LEXI....it's probably just small time hoods
 JANEY....those are the worse
: LEXI....don't worry   J, likely  the baddies won't  show up
: JANEY....wen  will mazi,be back:
LEXI.........in  a few  day's, hope she is having fun on her time  away

: THE REST OF THE AFTERNOON  ROLLS BY,JANEY   ASSUMES HER DUTIES AS CARETAKER, LEXI  SPENDS A COUPLE HOURS,BRUSHING UP,AND GETTING PREPARING FOR THE DINNER LATER  AT THE ROSENGARTEN .

alexis midnight  arrived     ,at the foundation dinner  held bi-annually,  this time  held inside  the dining  hall  of the upscale rosengarten hotel . and  was indeed  a bore,  the  guest  mainly included   city,and business leaders,  and  a few celebrities  from  the sports,and entertainment    world, many alexis  did not know. but it was for  a good cause.
 the proceeds would  go, into  the fund  for the city's  new riverwalk idistrict, in which midnight enterprises had pledged to   match  and double  the proceeds earned.

the hotel, and dinning room was impessive  with it's marble floors. and decorations  imported from around  the region.   she also  enoyed  meeting  police  commissionner  agnes honeypotts, and was pleased to hear  that the cities crime numbers were down, thanks to  the viigilence,of the cities police department,and the mysterious batgirl.


after the dinner,alexis took a cab   to the offices  of  midnight enterprises,, she chated  with  the two security guards  before  taking the elevator to her office, checking her calendar  and  joting own some notes..she then quickly transformed into batgirl,, taking the elevator to her private  area of the parking deck,

uncovering   the batwing,, she would  indeed  survail  the navarro  district.   she   found  a secluded  area to sit  and wait,and wait,an wait..she started to  think what she had said to janey,that the baddies may not show up was true,

lightening flashed,and thunder rumbled in the distamce,  may as well call it a night  beat the rain,an go home she thought, when the buzzer alert  caused  her to  jump..ohhh,  shit! she says outloud, a bugulary is taking place  a few streets over
She  arrives  at the scene  the city antique center, , a few minutes later,along with another flash of lightening,and roll of thunder
 investigating   batgirl notices an open side  door,,being  cautious entering the  darkened building, she begins to search,
following the sound of muffled voices  and footsteps,  she turns   the coner  and faces the 2 intuders...all 3 stop,a little surprised...
stop right there  ruffian,and drop that box, lexi cringes hearing  the box  hit the floor,and the sound of breaking items.

the box hitting the floor distracts her a split second, the thinner one takes  an item from s shelf ,hurling it  at her, batgirl sidesteps the item  ,it clatters  to the floor,
 she's all mine  sal,the bigger one  boast raising his arms out lumbering towards her intending  for   a bearhug,   
batgirl  deftly steps  aside, and   delivers  a left foot stomp  to the back of his thigh,sending him sprawling to the floor,
she spins  around takes  a couple steps back

from behind,, i got  her  lou, the skinny one wraps  his arms around her from behind, batgirls twist and squirms, his hands slide up, brushing against  her breast, angered  batgirl works her right arm  loose, slaming her elbow backwards  into his  stomach

 ooof he belches out the hold loosening, batgirl twist her hip, into  his body,using her arm to lift an deliver a hip toss,sending him sprawling to the floor.

the fat one back  to his feet, rushes in again,,batgirl takes a defensive stance  readies herself,,   he takes   two wild swings,a right and a left,batgirl  odges both and delivers  a right palm conecting under his chin snapig his hea back  unngh he grunts stumbling fowards,batgirl moves to the side  .delivers  two chops between his  shoulder blades..he crumples to the floor

the  skinny one  back to his feet, pulls  out a switchblae knife, i'm going to carve you  up,,  like  a holiday  turkey,  , he moves  slowly  fowards, a  gross look on his face, moving fowards stabing an slashing,
batgirl  moves,and dodges,anticipating  the moves,
 he slashes out, batgirl feels  the blade on her wrist,  grimaces under her cowl,
he moves in again,slashing the blade wildly,,she catches his wrist, iholding him off,then turning suddenly, using her left elbow to slam into his ribs, omm her grunts,then she  swings a backhand to the side of his head,he drops the knife..batgirl clutches his top in both hands holding him steady,an delivers a left kick up between his legs  cruncing his  jewels..unk he grunts droping to the floor 

with the police arriving,the fatone  back to his feet starts to run, ,batgirl opens a pouch on her batbelt ,taking out  a bat-a rang,twirls it around  a couple times,releasing it  catching tubby,in back of the head,droping him to the floor,for  a third time...just as the police  enter the building., lexi  opens  another pouch  on her belt taking some bandages  to try  and mend the cut on her wrist


an officer  approaches  handing the bat-a rang back to her,,  thank you for the assistance,we have these two in custody,   he notices her arm,you better have that taken care of.. 
i will she assures him
will it be ok if i make my report  tomarrow?
i'm sure it will be   he answers..
 batgirl leaves  d issappearing in the shadows
lexi  knows  she has    to tend  to her quickly 
.she  makes it backto  the batwing   an rushes back to   midnight estates
 unaware to her or the city police  a third intruder was high above  in the shadows watching...

Lexi speeds back to the manor, her arm throbbing,and bleeding,  as she pulls into the estate. Once inside, she heads straight to the medical area, fumbling with clean bandages as she tries to tend to her wound.

Hearing the commotion, Janey, the estate caretaker, walks in. "So, how was the dinner—" She stops mid-sentence, her eyes locking onto the bloody wrapping on the counter. Her face hardens. "What on earth happened? You went out on patrol, didn’t you?"

Lexi avoids her gaze, still struggling with the bandages.

Janey huffs. "Stop that, let me do it." She takes Lexi’s arm, inspecting the wound. "That’s going to take more than a band-aid. Why didn’t you go to the hospital?"

LEXI...you know  i could'ent, i thought

JANEY....you did'ent think ,at all

they move to the sink

JANEY...hold it under the  water, then hands lexi  a towel,keep pressue on it, and then begins  searching the cabinant  for bandages, she continues to scold,  you thought i could patch you up ,  lexi, i'm  the caretaker not a doctor

LEXI.    managed  a smile, that made her think of  a line  in startrek  from dr.mccoy

JANEY,  opens  a bottle of  antiseptic pouring it over the wound

it  burns!,"OWWW!" Lexi yelps, gripping the counter.

"Good enough for you?" Janey snaps, though there’s concern in her voice. "I tell you and tell you not to go out alone, but do you listen? Nooo, because Miss Batgirl thinks she’s invincible."

Lexi bites back a reply as Janey pulls out a needle and silk thread. "Hold still," she mutters, carefully stitching the wound.

Lexi’s eyes glisten with unshed tears, and Janey’s face softens. She finishes and wraps the fresh dressing around it.
 
"There," Janey says, tying it off. "That should hold until you go to the hospital tomorrow."
 
Lexi musters a weak smile. "It looks fine."
 
Janey crosses her arms. "Oh, you’re going if I have to drag you there."
 
Lexi sighs, knowing she’s lost this argument.

Janey hands her some pills. "Take these. They’ll help with the pain. And get some rest."
 
Lexi simply nods, knowing better than to push her luck.
 
janey takes  a couple steps,stops  and  turns back, lexi,you know i care  about you,stop scaring me  ok    then kisses lexi's cheek


MEAN WHILE AS BATGIRL IS HAVING HER WOUND TENDED TO ACROSS TOWN IN HER SECRET HIDEAWAY AN UNHAPPY VILLIANESS..
SCENE: BECKY THE CAT’S SECRET LAIR

(A dimly lit loft filled with stolen antiques, jewels, and high-tech equipment. Becky the Cat, a sleek and cunning thief, lounges in a leather chair, idly flipping a coin between her fingers. A large monitor in front of her displays security footage of the failed burglary at the Obsolete Antique Shop. Her henchman, VINNIE, stands nervously nearby, shifting on his feet.)

BECKY
(Watching the screen, unimpressed)
So let me get this straight... we had one job. Sneak in, grab the goods, and slip out. Instead, I’m watching a highlight reel of Batgirl kicking our guys’ teeth in.

VINNIE
(Scratching his head, trying to explain)
Look, Bats showed up outta nowhere. The boys didn’t stand a chance! She took out Frankie and Lou in seconds—bam! Batarang to the hand, then whap! right across the jaw., then bam, i kick to the go-nads

BECKY
(Leaning forward, eyes narrowing)
And the third guy?

VINNIE
(Shifts nervously)
Slipped away before she spotted him. He’s laying low.

BECKY
UN-HUH,how fortunate for you

VINNIE  ..looks away

(Becky rises from her chair, flipping the coin one last time before snatching it midair. She begins pacing back and forth, her long boots clicking against the floor. In one hand, she grips a cat-o’-nine-tails whip, slapping it rhythmically against her palm as she scowls.) 

BECKY
(Low growl)
So once again, my plan... foiled by that meddling bat.
 (She stops, her eyes narrowing under her mask as a slow smirk spreads across her lips.)
(Smirking)
And I think I know just who to call.
 
(She presses a button on the communicator, her smirk turning into a full-fledged grin.)
With her and my Meow Crew… we’ll give Batgirl a special surprise.

THE END OF PART 1.

 

[lexibabe]

batgirl,yesterday,today,tomarrow,     by lexibabe

PART2.

Lexi stirred awake, blinking at her clock. It was about the same time she usually woke up—at least, that’s what she thought. She stretched lazily, sinking deeper into the covers. I’ll take a few more minutes before getting up..

Her hand fumbled for the remote beside her on the bed, and with a click, the TV flickered on. But something was off.

“Wait a second... Why is that show on now?”

She glanced at the clock again.

“Gah!” she groaned. It was later than she thought. She’d overslept—must’ve been those pills Janey gave her.
Lexi stretched again and winced. “Oww...” she muttered. Her arm ached.

Lexi slid out of bed, going through a shortened version of her morning stretching routine before slipping on a robe. With a yawn, she made her way downstairs, the aroma of bacon and coffee hitting her halfway down.

she spotted Janey already at the table.

“Good morning,” Lexi greeted.

Janey looked up with a smile. “Morning.”

They sat down and began breakfast when Miss Bessemer, the housekeeper, walked in.

“Good morning, J. Good morning, Lexi,” she said warmly, grabbing a plate and joining them at the table

Small talk filled the kitchen as they ate, the clinking of silverware mixing with the aroma of coffee.

Miss Bessemer sipped her tea and looked at Lexi. “Anything on the agenda today?”

Lexi nodded. “Yeah, I have to go down to police headquarters and finish my report. There was a burglary attempt at the antique center in Navarro last night, and I need to speak with the commissioner—”

Janey cut in. “But first, you’re going to the doctor to have that arm checked out.”

Miss Bessemer’s brows knitted together. “What? What happened?”

Janey shot Lexi a knowing look. “Our hero got her arm cut last night.”

Miss Bessemer sighed. “Oh, Lexi, I do wish you wouldn’t go out alone.,it's to dangerous

JANEY...you tell her sophie, she won't listen to me

Lexi waved a dismissive hand. “It’s nothing. My arm feels better already, and I don’t think I need a doctor.”

“You’re going,” Janey interrupted firmly.

Lexi exhaled in defeat. “Alright, Ma, I’ll go.”

After breakfast, Lexi headed upstairs to shower and change, getting ready for the day. She quickly packed her Batgirl gear before making her way back downstairs—only to find Janey waiting for her.


Lexi's eyes widened. “You don’t have to go with me, J. I’m not a child.”

Janey crossed her arms. “Really? Sometimes I wonder about that.”

Lexi rolled her eyes but didn’t argue

The trip to the hospital was uneventful. Though they sometimes seemed like adversaries, Janey was more than just the estate caretaker. She was Lexi’s guardian, counselor, trainer, friend, and confidante. Lexi trusted her more than anyone.

At the hospital, the visit was quick. The doctor examined Lexi’s arm, nodding in approval at Janey’s treatment. “You did a good job cleaning and dressing this,” he told her. But his tone grew more serious as he added, “There’s some swelling, and I’m a little concerned about possible nerve damage. I want to check it again in a few days.”

He scribbled a prescription. “This should help with the swelling in the meantime.”


as they walked  out o the hospital  janey glanced at lexi
JANEY...do you want to take the car, i'll call sophie,and she can pick  me up
LEXI...{a slight smile}  yeah right,lexi midnight rolling up in this hunk of junk
JANEY...are you making fun of my car
LEXI...me?,of course not

as they enteredt the car the discussio continues
JANEY... well,i a certain c.e.o, ws'ent so cheap, with wages i could afford a bette set of wheels
: LEXI....rolls  eyes
: She made a face, then grinned. Janey just shook her head with a knowing smile.

“I’ll drop you off,” Janey said. “Oh, and by the way, Miss Bessemer mentioned she has a surprise for you and Mazi.”
Lexi’s curiosity piqued. “What kind of surprise?”
JANEY....{smiles}  i'll let her tell you

Traffic was light, so the drive from the city hospital was fairly quick. Lexi indicated where Janey should stop. As she stepped out of the car, Janey asked, "Do you want me or Miss Bessemer to pick you up later?"
Lexi shook her head. "I’ll get a cab or an Uber."
JANEY..when will  you be back?
Lexi hesitated. "I'm not sure. After this, it depends on how long I spend with my lover."
Janey snorted. "Yeah, right."
Lexi smiled. "Be careful on the way back."
She watched as Janey made the turn and disappeared down the street.


Then, she scooted up the back steps of the building. Inside, she passed through metal detectors and walked down a hallway lined with marble walls, dotted with images of the city's past—portraits of former mayors, police chiefs, and other dignitaries.
Passing city offices, she found an unoccupied restroom. Slipping inside, she moved to the last stall and began changing into Batgirl. It was never an easy task in such tight confines, but Lexi had mastered the maneuver. Minutes later, she emerged into the hallway as Batgirl.
She walked toward the elevators, drawing looks from visitors and workers. A small boy pointed excitedly. "Look, Mama! It's Batgirl!"

His mother tugged him along. "Hush, Jimmy," she murmured

Lexi felt a little awkward during the elevator ride up to the city offices. All eyes were on her. She heard the whispers—“I thought she’d be older,” or “I wonder if she dates.” She even signed a few autographs.
When the elevator doors opened, she stepped out and walked down the hallway past more city offices. Stopping at one, she opened the door and entered the police commissioner’s office.
The receptionist, a black-haired woman in her late 40s, looked up and smiled. They exchanged polite small talk before she picked up the receiver. “Batgirl is here, Commissioner.”
Setting the receiver down, she gestured. “You can go right in, Batgirl.”

Walking into the office, Batgirl noted it wasn’t overly large or elaborate—just the essentials: a desk, a couple of chairs, filing cabinets, bookshelves, and potted plants.
Sitting in one of the chairs was Lieutenant Tiffany Blander. The police commissioner stood and smiled. “Welcome, Batgirl. Always a pleasure to get a visit from you.”
Lieutenant Tiffany stood as well. “Always good to see you, Batgirl.”

The commissioner looked puzzled. “And to what do we owe the occasion for this visit, Batgirl?”
Lexi responded, “I’ve come to give my report on the antiques center break-in.”
The commissioner turned to Lieutenant Tiffany Blander. “Anything new on that, Chief?”
Tiffany took out her palm pilot and scanned her notes. “No, not much. The two we apprehended—Lou and Sal—are small-time hoods. They’ve been guests with us before. They’ve worked for Becky the Cat and a few of the city’s other less desirables.”
Looking up, she added, “Luckily, Batgirl arrived in time to stop their escape.”
Batgirl crossed her arms. “Any clues on who they were working for?”
Chief Tiffany nodded. “We suspect Becky the Cat is behind the recent rash of burglaries.”
But the commissioner interrupted. “There are rumors that Harley and The Face are back in the city.”
Batgirl shifted uncomfortably, grimacing beneath her mask.
Tiffany exhaled. “Becky the Cat is bad enough. If those two are back and on the loose, there’s going to be trouble.”
Batgirl finished making her report. She enjoyed the discussion with Commissioner Honeypott and Chief Tiffany—she liked both of them very much.
As she walked out of the office, she found a quiet room to change back into Lexi Midnight. Once back in her civilian attire, she made her way through the lobby and out of the building, her mind replaying the conversation.
It wasn’t like Becky the Cat to stage small jobs. Why hit the antique center—unless it was part of something bigger? And if Harley and The Face were back in town, that could only mean one thing.

The city’s crime wave was about to take a serious jump


Lexi strolled through the city park, pausing to listen to a street musician strumming a soft, bluesy tune. She stayed for a couple of songs, letting the music settle into her mind before continuing her walk. A few of her favorite boutiques called to her, and she indulged in some light browsing, even stepping into a new one she hadn't visited before.
By the time she reached the small diner for lunch, the afternoon had shaped up to be a pleasant one. She ordered a sandwich and a sweet tea, enjoying the quiet hum of conversation around her. It was nice to have a moment to herself before heading back to the estate to relax—especially since tomorrow would be a long day. The board meeting at Midnight Enterprises was on the horizon, and she still wanted to examine the profiles of Harlan and that mysterious face on the Bat Computer.

Her phone buzzed just as she was finishing her drink. When she saw the caller ID, her lips curled into a surprised smile.
"Mazi?" She answered.
Then, in perfect unison, they both said, "How are you?"
A giggle escaped them both, breaking into an easy warmth.

"Jinx," Mazi teased. "Now you owe me a drink."
Lexi smirked, stirring the ice in her glass. "Funny, I was just having one. But I guess I can be convinced to buy another."
"Good to know." Mazi’s tone was playful but carried an undertone of something else—curiosity, maybe even concern. "I actually had a reason for calling. You free to talk?"
Lexi leaned back in her seat, intrigued. "For you? Always. What's up?"
Lexi leaned back in her seat, stirring her sweet tea as she smiled at the familiar voice on the other end of the line.
"So, how's the vacation? Having fun?" she asked.
Mazi let out a content sigh. "Yeah, it's been great. Something I really needed. You should take one."
Lexi smirked. "Oh, I will… soon as I get caught up."
"Uh-huh, sure," Mazi said, clearly unconvinced. Then, her tone shifted slightly. "Listen, I'll be back tomorrow. Janey messaged me and said you got hurt."
Lexi rolled her eyes lightly but kept her voice casual. "It's nothing, babe, I—"
"What happened?" Mazi interrupted, her concern evident.
Lexi hesitated for a second before sighing. "I intercepted a break-in at the antique center last night, and… things got a little rough."
There was silence on the other end for a beat. Then Mazi spoke again, this time sharper. "Janey said you went to the hospital."
Lexi exhaled. "This morning. I'm fine, really. Janey overreacts. You don’t have to rush back now."
"I was coming back in a day or so anyway," Mazi replied. "I’ll finish packing and be on my way. Sounds like you need some looking after."
Lexi smiled at that, warmth settling in her chest. "Maybe I do. Be safe coming in, and I’ll see you tomorrow."

"Okay. Bye for now. Kisses."

"Bye-bye."
the afternoon was slipping away quickly
Hanging up, Lexi leaned back against the booth, a soft smile still on her lips. It had been good to hear Mazi’s voice again. She’d missed her. And she was glad Mazi was coming back.
Pulling out her phone, she ordered an Uber to take her back to the estate. As she waited, she found herself already looking forward to tomorrow.
The Uber arrived shortly after Lexi ended her call with Mazi. The driver was friendly, and the ride was pleasant, giving her a few moments to unwind.

As the city passed by outside the window, Lexi found herself looking forward to a quiet afternoon and evening at the estate with Janey and Miss Bessemer. They would be pleased to hear that Mazi was returning—especially Janey, who always worried a little too much.
But before she could fully relax, she had to brush up on everything for the upcoming board meeting. And, despite the dull ache in her wrist, she considered squeezing in a light workout. Nothing too strenuous—just enough to keep herself sharp.

Tomorrow was going to be a long day.

While Lexi was shopping and having lunch, across the city, another meeting was about to take place.

Becky the Cat sat waiting, her fingers drumming lightly on the table. There was an edge of anxious energy in her movements—she wanted everything to be perfect. The caterer had arrived earlier, and now, members of her Meow Crew scurried about, making the final arrangements under her watchful eye.
She scanned the elegantly set table, the carefully arranged scene before her. Would it be enough? Would it make the right impression? Becky smoothed the front of her outfit, willing away any uncertainty.

The moment was interrupted as Lou stepped into the room.

"She’s here," he announced.

Becky’s lips curled into a confident smile, masking whatever nerves still lingered.

"By all means, show her in."

Moments later, the Persian Princess entered, gliding into the room with an air of catty confidence and quiet arrogance. Dressed in a golden evening gown that accentuated her olive skin, she moved with effortless grace, her black hair styled neatly in a bun.

As she approached, Becky took in the extravagant look and couldn't help but think—a little overdressed for the occasion, aren’t we?

Still, she kept her expression neutral, offering a polite, if slightly hesitant, smile. When they met, they exchanged a brief, awkward hug—both women sizing each other up in that fleeting moment of contact.
The two women shared a complicated history—sometimes friendly, but more often rivals, each vying for various opportunities and advantages.

Becky was the first to break the silence. "Mobina, how good to see you, darling."
Mobina smiled, her dark eyes gleaming with amusement. "And good to see you again, lovelie," she replied, her English flawless but laced with a charming Middle Eastern accent.

Becky tilted her head slightly, studying her. "I haven’t heard much about you lately. I trust all has been well?"
Mobina hesitated just a moment before answering, her lips curling into a knowing smile. "Yes, all has been well. Just laying low after my last… run-in with that Batgirl."
Becky smirked, crossing her arms. "Yes, I heard about that."
Mobina exhaled, shaking her head. "She foiled my plan again. I almost had her defeated… but once more, her lucky streak prevailed." She sighed dramatically before adding, "I was fortunate to escape with only minor bumps and bruises."
Becky smiled and nodded in agreement. "Yes, she has a way of slipping through my claws too. But that's exactly why I contacted you. Perhaps we can join forces for my next caper. Together, I think we can finally overcome the Bat."
Mobina’s eyes gleamed with intrigue. "Go on. Do you have a plan?

Becky leaned in slightly, her voice smooth and confident. "Indeed, I do. In ten days, a shipment of diamonds, pearls, and other exotic gems will arrive in the city." She smirked. "And I want them."
Mobina’s eyes sparkled with interest. "Yes… I’ve heard about that."
Becky’s tone darkened slightly. "But before we claim our prize, we need to eliminate the Bat—or
 at least keep her out of our way."
Becky’s lips curled into a devilish smile. "For this to work, I believe we need another alliance.
Mobina arched an eyebrow, curiosity flickering in her expression. "With whom?"
Becky’s smirk widened. "This is going to be purrfect. Harlan and the Face are in town. I think we can convince them to help us… to be the perfect distraction."
Mobina’s expression darkened slightly. "Harlan? She’s… unstable.
Becky waved a hand dismissively. "Yes, but I think the Face can keep her in control." She leaned in with a glint of excitement in her eyes. "Shall we discuss further?"
Mobina, now fully intrigued, gave a sly smile. "Yes, let’s."

As they spoke, sharing ideas over lunch, the door opened, and a striking redhead strode in with effortless confidence.

Becky grinned. "Mobina, meet my No. 1 protégé, Lauren. She’ll be a valuable asset to our operation.
Lauren flashed a knowing smile. "I’ve already reached out to Harlan and the Face. They’re in."

Becky and Mobina exchanged pleased glances, then returned to their discussion, refining their plan over lunch.

Lauren set up her laptop, fingers gliding over the keyboard. "I've got a conference call ready with Harlan and the Face," she announced with a sly smile.

The screen flickered to life, but as she sent the connection request, there was no immediate response. Seconds stretched into minutes. The trio exchanged glances, the silence lingering.
Becky tapped her nails impatiently on the table. "Are you sure they’re interested?"

Before Lauren could answer, the screen suddenly lit up, and Harlan’s face popped into view.
"Ohhh, sorry!" she chirped, flashing a pleased smile. Her dark hair was a tangled mess, her lipstick smeared across her cheek.
Behind her, the Face appeared, leaning into the frame with an easygoing grin and a casual wave. "Hiya," she greeted smoothly.

Lauren leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. "Well, I think we all know each other."

Becky smirked. "Ohhh yes, I know Harlan well… and the Face. Welcome back to the city. How are things in Gotham?"

Harlan rolled her eyes dramatically. "Boring."
The Face giggled. "Yeah, so we decided to take a little vacation… see what kind of trouble we can stir up here."

The Persian Princess raised an eyebrow. "Ah, so you mean Batman has made things… uncomfortable?"

Harlan smirked. "Something like that. We figured Batsy deserved a break
Becky snorted. "Well, we’ve got our own Bat problem here—Batgirl.
Harlan tilted her head. "Yeah, we heard she was down here now."
The Face grinned. "She couldn’t handle our heat."
Lauren cleared her throat. "Alright, let’s get down to business."

Becky leaned in with a devious glint in her eye. "A diamond and jewel shipment is coming into the city soon. We need a diversion—something big—to keep Batgirl out of our way." She flashed a knowing smile. "That’s where you two come in."

Harlan’s lips curled into a slow, mischievous grin. "Tell us more."

[lexibabe]

BATIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY,TOMARROW..BY LEXIBABE

PART-2 CONTINUED.

The Uber driver turns off the main road, guiding his car through the grand iron gates of Midnight Estate. As the vehicle rolls to a stop in front of the massive front doors, he whistles under his breath.
UBER DRIVER
"Wow... you live here?"
Lexi smirks as she steps out, reaching into her pocket.
LEXI
"Yeah, my little hole in the wall."
She hands him the fare along with a generous tip. The driver shakes his head in disbelief as he pulls away, already wondering how he’ll convince his friends that lexi midnight was his passenger tonight.

INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATE – KITCHEN – NIGHT

Lexi strolls into the kitchen, where Miss Bessemer stands at the stove, stirring a pot. The rich aroma of home-cooked food fills the air.
Miss Bessemer glances up as Lexi grabs a bottle of water from the fridge, then casually pops the lid off the cookie jar.
MISS BESSEMER
"Ahem."
LEXI (grinning)
"Hey, Sophie."

Miss Bessemer shakes her head with a knowing smile.:
LEXI.....what's for dinner?
MISS BESSEMER
"Your favorite—chicken and dumplings. And don’t go spoiling your dinner."
Lexi hesitates mid-cookie theft, then slowly grins and takes a bite anyway.
"She’s around somewhere." (pointed) "How’s your arm?"
She doesn’t look up, but Lexi knows she’s watching.
: LEXI
"Doc said it’s fine, but he wants to check it again in a few days."
Lexi takes another sip of water, leaning against the counter.
LEXI
"I’ve got a meeting at Midnight Enterprises tomorrow, so I’ll be in my office brushing up on a few things."
Before Miss Bessemer can say anything, Lexi snatches another cookie and makes a quick exit.
MISS BESSEMER (calling after her)
"LEXI MIDNIGHT!"
She sighs, shaking her head with an amused smile.
MISS BESSEMER (to herself)
"What are we going to do with that girl?"

She chuckles softly before turning back to the stove.



The rest of the afternoon and evening pass uneventfully. Lexi spends the next hour taking notes and preparing for the day ahead at the office of Midnight Enterprises. Once finished, she heads to her room to change into something more comfortable and unwind.
A dull ache creeps into her arm, a lingering reminder of the night’s encounter. She takes a prescription pill before making her way downstairs to the dining room, where she helps set the table. The conversation is casual

Lexi: "I spoke with Mazi today. She’ll be back sometime tomorrow."

Miss Bessemer smiles. "Oh, that’s good. I’ve missed her."

Janey: "Me too. It’ll be nice having her back."

She looks at Lexi with curiosity. "How did it go at City Hall today?"

Lexi: "Ehh, pretty standard stuff.": Janey raises an eyebrow. "Well, what did they say about the break-in at the antique center?"
JANEY....raises an eyebrow,well what did they say about the break-in at the antique center?
Lexi leans back slightly. "Couple of hard-timers. Chief thinks they work for Becky the Cat… and that she’s behind the recent string of break-ins."
Janey frowns. "An antique center seems pretty small-time for Becky, doesn’t it?"
Lexi nods. "Yeah, it does. Same with the other burglaries. Unless they’re just a ruse for something bigger."
Janey considers this. "Probably is."
Lexi sighs. "They also think Harley and The Face are in the city and on the prowl."
Miss Bessemer’s expression shifts. "I thought they were in Gotham?
Lexi: "Usually. But they could be expanding their territory."
Janey smirks. "Or maybe Batman got too close, and they think this city has better pickings."

Lexi exhales. "It’s definitely something to stay alert for."


THE END OF PART 2

[lexibabe]

BATGIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY,TOMARROW   BY.LEXIBABE

PART-3SHE HAD BEEN BACK IN THE  ANTIQUE CENTER, FIGHTING THE TWO GOONS,THEY WERE NOT GOONS AT ALL,BUT TWO MONSTERS..THE ONE MONSTER HISSED OUT,I'M GOING TO CARVE YOU UP,HE LUNGES, LEXI  TRIES TO BLOCK THE BLADE,SHE MISSES,SHE CAN FEEL THE BLADE SINK DEEP IN HER,HER EYES WIDEN SHE SPUTTERS  AND FALLS TO THE FLOOR, A POOL OF BLOOD FORMING AROUND HER.

: LEXI,WAKES WITH A GASP,  IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT,HER EYES SCANNIN THE DARKNESS OF HER ROOM,JUST  A DREAM  SHE REASSURES HERSELF   AND SETTLES BACK IN THE COMFY COVERS OF THE BED.

the next morning started the same as always for lexi,the dream becoming a fading memory
the same routine,up early,  a short exercise routine, shower,dress,breakfast,then fight the early morning work traffic, for what would be a 12 hour day of meetings,with department heads, cooperate lawyers, various civic leaders,
but she enjoyed  her days  at the office,she was able  to push batgirl to the back,and just be  lexi midnight,it made her feel normal.
and the day had been good, no big problems, the waterfront project was still on schedule,,
sales were high,stocks were holding steady,
,she had an interesting proposal  to invest in the new sports league something that intrigued her a lot.,
an there was a shipment of diamonds  and other gems  coming into the  city  ,that her security team would have to be ready for
near the end of the day she visited  the research and development  wing,  and talk with dr.spock,and yes his name was really dr.spock.some cool new gadgets were being developed that once  wasonly seen in a james bond movies.and that would be of help in her  role as batgirl.

 finally the day was over  she let the office and walked to her car in the parking deck
it's  a light mist on the way home,the windshield wipers  slp  out a rhythmic beat,she looked fowards to returning home  and relaxing
.,she local news update  blaired n the radion,there  was  a couple of  robberies,and shootings today..it never ends  she mumbles to hershelf  she changed radio ,,asong was playing,that she sang  along to, the lyrics could be   about her, the batgirl side,it's  how  the batgirl side felt,

https://youtu.be/u9Dg-g7t2l4?list=RDu9Dg-g7t2l4
.as much as  she needed to be lexi midnight,she also  needed batgirl, she sometimes wondered why..but it gave her balance, she liked to think she was helping  and making a difference.,she liked and sometimes needed the danger,the rush of  a battle.
her am throbed,as she drove though the midnight estates gate, that she could do without  she thought,as she drove around to the back entrance and parked, she took a few moments  gathering herself,before walking inside.
.it's  dark no one  appears to be around, hello she calls out, no answer,,janey,and sophie must  have gone out

she takes  a bottle of water,she walks up the winding  stairways  to her room
she loved the house,but it was cavernous, and could be spooky,when alone,,with every creak and groan the house made,it was'ent hard to imagine something  lurking in some dark room,waiting to jump out,she flops on the bed for a few minutes, then takes of her heels,rubbing her sore feet,that feels better,she muttered.,forcing her self to move, she flicks on the radio and changes into something more comfortable.

,the voice booms,, the normal radio promotions, traffic,and weather reports follow, then the    dj,voice takes over  ,   and now  back to the music we all love,  from the no1  hit moviein the land batgirl,yesterday,today,tomarrow, , their  bringing it back folks,,,this  is  runaway   .the song starts to play, a remake of and oldiie,,she liked..
https://youtu.be/sJXZal9NcqU?list=PLXB5mR3RBsBE8dpu13toJjWkcLZi8WitQ

she starts to sing,and dance ,to the song,she knew  she looked silly,but no one  was  around,,she did'ent care

FROM THE DOORWAY.

MAZI....good good googley-mooley   your such a dork

LEXI    [TURNS,AND SMILES]    hmmph,say's the girl,holding  a baloney sandwich,  when did  you get back

MAZI   [SMILES]     hey,it was a long road trip,i was getting hungry,, got back a little more than  an hour ago,i  was finishing unpacking.whn i heard you come in,,then it sounded like you were in pain, so came to see  what was the matter

LEXI [so funny]    where  did janey,and sophie  bop off to,is it bingo night  at the senior crnter?

MAZI { snorts out  a laugh,walking into the room]  i'll tell them you said that,they went out to pick up some dinner,hav'ent been gone long, and she flops on lexi's bed

LEXI.....don't get mayonaise on my sheets,better not let sophie,see you spoiling your dinner

MAZI....she knows,she made it for me

LEXI....to lazy to make your own huh

MAZI......just wait till we get back in the training ring,i'll show you who's lazy peaches

LEXI  {rolls eyes]   sure you  will,floping on the bed  beside her,, how was the vacation?

MAZI...did you miss me?

LEXI....  may-    be, a little [smiles]T


THEY START TALKING,CATCHING UP, ,BUT MAZI COULD SENSE  SOMETHING WAS BOTHERING LEXI, SHE NOTICED THE BANDAGED ARM

MAZI...how  did that  happen?

THEY STARTED TALKING  LEXI,TELLS  HER THE STORY  MAZI LISTENS INTENTLY

Mazi: “So, let me get this straight. You took out two guys, but you got clipped because you hesitated?”

Lexi: Sighs, staring at the ceiling “I don’t know if I hesitated exactly… but yeah, I messed up.”

MAZI [SMIRKS]   wow,the great batgirl, admitting she made  a mistake,someone mark the calendar

Lexi: Gives her a playful shove “Shut up.”

Mazi: “Seriously though, is that what’s been bugging you?

Lexi: Pauses “I guess. It’s not just the fight—it’s this… feeling. Like I’m slipping. I used to be so sure of myself in battle, but lately… I don’t know. What if I make a bigger mistake next time?”

: Mazi sits up, her teasing expression softening.
: Mazi: “Lex, c’mon. You’re not slipping. You’re just thinking too much. Overanalyzing instead of just doing. It happens.” 

: Lexi: “And what if I freeze when it really matters?”

Mazi: Grinning “Then I’ll be there to kick your butt back into gear.”

Lexi chuckles, but Mazi’s words stick with her. Maybe she is overthinking things. Maybe she just needs to get back into the fight and prove to herself that she’s still got it.

THEY HEAR  JANEY,AND SOPHIE  RETURNING

Mazi hops off the bed. “Come on, Peaches. Let’s eat. You can brood about your confidence crisis after we demolish some takeout.”

Lexi smirks, pushing herself up. Maybe Mazi’s right. Maybe she just needs to stop thinking and start doing.

[lexibabe]

BATGIRL, YESTERDAY,TODAY,TOMARROW  BY.LEXIBABE

PART3  CONTINUED


Lexi and Mazi walk down the stairs into the warmly lit kitchen. The aroma of dinner fills the air. Janey stands at the counter, setting down a dish, and looks up with a familiar smirk.
JANEY
Just like you two to show up after we’ve brought everything in.

LEXI
(grinning)
It’s called perfect timing, Janey.

Lexi high-fives Mazi, who chuckles as she heads toward the table.
LEXI
(sniffing the air)
It sure smells good. What’d y’all bring?

JANEY
(chuckling)
Everything you didn’t help carry.

Mazi laughs, pulling out a chair and plopping down.

MAZI
Sounds like we got here just in time for the reward part of the mission.
JANEY
Yep. Classic Batgirl move—show up when the danger's over and the food’s ready.

LEXI
(grinning)
Hey, someone’s gotta make a dramatic entrance.

INT. KITCHEN – EVENING

The next few minutes are filled with chatter and laughter as the four women move around the kitchen—grabbing plates, setting the table, uncovering dishes, and passing utensils. Soon, they’re seated across from each other, dinner steaming in the middle of the table.

SOPHIE
(looking over)
When did you get back, Lexi?

LEXI
About an hour ago.

SOPHIE
Ohhh, so a long day, huh?

LEXI
Yeah… but it wasn’t too bad

MAZI
(teasing)
I caught Lexi doing something awful in her room earlier.

JANEY
(a shocked look]
Lexi midnight!

MAZI
She was singing and dancing. Uugh. Just awful. I can't unhear that screeching

Lexi sticks out her tongue. Mazi scrunches her nose in return. They exchange goofy faces across the table.

LEXI
Traitor.

MAZI
(winking)
Just keeping the team honest.

}janey,an sophie  chuckle]

SOPHIE.. i think lexi,has  a lovely voice
LEXI...thank you sophie,at least someone  around here knows talent

SOPHIE...[smiles} that  nails across  a chalkboard  sound,just how do you pull it off.
janey,and mazi  giggle

LEXI..so this is pick on lexi night, and i have an injured arm
MAZI.....{pouty face]    poor, ba-by

JANEY
So… how are things at the office?
Lexi takes a sip of tea, dabs her lips with a paper towel before answering.
LEXI
Things are going well—sales are up, stocks are strong, the waterfront project’s still on schedule… and I’ve got a proposal on the table to purchase a team in the new spring league.
JANEY
Are you serious?,is it something  our thinking about doing/\?
SOPHIE
That’s a risk, isn’t it?
Lexi shrugs, calm and confident.

LEXI
It’s something that interests me.

MAZI
(grinning)
Cool! So, what would my role be?
LEXI....with your skills,and funny looks, i'm thinking the  mascot
MAZI   narrows her eyes,and works  her jaw
LEXI..wrinkles  her nose

 lexibabe1: sophie,and janey  both  smile holding back a giggle
: SOPHIE...should we leave these two alone   janey
: JANEY...maybe , maybe not

JANEY
(glancing at Sophie)
We have some news too.

SOPHIE
(smiling)
Yeah… my niece, Tiffany, will be coming.
MAZI
Tiffany?
LEXI
Cool. For a visit? We’ve certainly got the room.
JANEY
Actually… she’ll be moving here.
Lexi and Mazi exchange a surprised look across the table.

SOPHIE
She’s been in Europe and Asia—training. And now, she’s ready to be part of the team.
JANEY
She’ll be training with us.
A quiet beat follows, filled with curiosity and the buzz of something new on the horizon.
MAZI
(grinning)
This just got interesting.

JANEY
Well, with Lexi getting older, it’s time to bring in another partner...
LEXI
Thanks a lot, Janey.

Mazi snorts with laughter, trying not to spit out her drink.
LEXI
(narrowing her eyes)
Don’t make me come over there
Mazi grins and playfully wiggles her fingers in a "bring it on" gesture.

MAZI
Anytime, grandma.
The table erupts with laughter.

The rest of the evening at the estate passed peacefully. Lexi, Janey, Mazi, and Sophie—Miss Bessemer—enjoyed each other’s company, the easy laughter and quiet understanding of people who were more than a team. They were family.

For Lexi, they were the only family she had ever truly known. She would do anything for them, and protect each one in the best way she knew how.
And now, there was about to be a new member.

Tiffany was on her way to join them, to become a part of their world. Lexi wasn’t quite sure how she felt about that. Mostly, she felt concern. This life was dangerous—it asked for everything and gave little in return.

But Lexi had her mentors. She had learned from the best.

She had passed those lessons on to Mazi, who had grown into a force all her own—strong, sharp, and in some ways, even more capable than Lexi herself.
And now, both she and Mazi would guide Tiffany. They would make sure she was ready.
Because family looked out for each other. No matter what.







 







 

[lexibabe]

BATGIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY, TOMARROW   ...BY. LEXIBABE

PART4.

INT. BECKY'S PENTHOUSE – NIGHT

The skyline of the city gleams through tall windows. Dim lights glow across sleek furniture and modern art. A long glass table sits at the center—ready for war plans and whispered conspiracies.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
Becky the Cat had her plan. It was sharp, bold, and maybe even brilliant. But she knew it would only work if everyone in the alliance played their part—and played it perfectly.

She’d called a meeting. Her private penthouse was the place. What she didn’t expect… was that everyone showed up on time.
Lauren arrived first—cool, unreadable as ever.
Then came the Princess, her heels clicking like gunshots.
Harley strolled in next, with her usual bounce.
And finally, The Face, fashionably late, yet never flustered.

HARLEY
(looking around, impressed)
Well, Becks... looks like you’ve done quite well for yourself in this city.

She saunters toward a side table, then suddenly freezes
HARLEY
(squinting)
Wait a sec… this vase…

She steps closer, inspecting it, turning it in her hands.
HARLEY
(accusingly, to Face)
Hey, this was ours
FACE
(approaching, then nodding)
Same pattern. Same crack near the base. Yep—this is it.
HARLEY
(finishing the thought)
The one that went missing… just before you left Gotham.
They both turn and look at Becky.

BECKY
(smirking, not missing a beat)
What can I say? I like to travel light—and bring souvenirs.
HARLEY
(placing the vase back carefully)
You’re forgiven… this time, Becks.

She flashes a toothy grin, equal parts charm and warning.
FACE
(lightly)
But we owe you one now. Don’t forget that.

PERSIAN PRINCESS
(stepping forward, eyes cool, lips curled)
And I owe you too, Becky—for my priceless tiara that mysteriously vanished last year.
BECKY
(eyes narrowing slightly)
I don’t recall—
PERSIAN PRINCESS
(cutting in, smiling sweetly)
But how fortunate that I retrieved it… without you ever noticing.
BECKY
(a beat of silence, then smirks)
Touché.

Tension crackles between them—like silk drawn over a blade.

LAUREN
(clearing her throat, stepping in)
Alright, ladies… let’s not let petty grievances derail us.

She crosses her arms, all business.
LAUREN (CONT'D)
Let’s hear Becky’s plan.

All eyes fall on Becky now. The room quiets. The skyline sparkles behind her. Becky steps forward, the flicker of a grin playing on her lips. This is her moment.

BECKY
(Smirking)
Thank you, Lauren.

(She folds her arms, eyes gleaming with mischief as she addresses the group.)
a shipment of diamonds, pearls, and other fine gems is arriving soon. They’ll be kept overnight at the Midnight Enterprise Loan Center before being transported.

(She lets the words hang in the air, letting the weight of opportunity sink in. But before she can continue—)

HARLEY
(Grinning, interrupting)
Hey, Becky-poo, you look tired and run down. Too many late nights doing the whole cat burglar thingy?

(Mobina giggles, her laughter light and teasing. Lauren smirks, shaking her head slightly. Becky, however, narrows her eyes at Harlan, lips pressing into a thin line before she exhales slowly, regaining her composure.)
BECKY
(Flatly)
Cute, Harley. Real cute.

(Harlley winks playfully, stretching her legs out as she leans back in her chair. The atmosphere shifts slightly—playful, but still brimming with antieyipation. The game is about to begin…)
BECKY
(Clears throat, refocusing)
As I was about to say, I have a foolproof plan for my Meow Crew to hit the center and—

(The Face suddenly raises a hand, cutting her off with a smirk.)
THE FACE
(Leaning forward, mockingly curious)
Umm… is this one of your foolproof plans like the one that got Batman chasing you out of Gotham?
(Harley snorts, barely holding back a giggle. Mobina lets out a soft chuckle, and even Lauren smirks slightly. Becky glares at The Face, crossing her arms, but before she can fire back, Harlan chimes in with a wide grin.)
HARLEY
(Grinning playfully)
Oh, we miss you, by the way. Gotham’s been so boring without you scrambling over rooftops with Bats right on your tail.
(Mobina giggles, and The Face leans back smugly, waiting for Becky’s reaction. Becky’s fingers twitch at her sides, but instead of snapping, she exhales slowly, composing herself. Her smirk returns, sharp and confident.)

BECKY [cooly]
Oh, don’t worry, darlings. Gotham may have been too hot for a while, but this city? This is my playground now. And this time, Batgirl won’t be so lucky.
(The mood shifts slightly—still playful, but with an underlying sense of danger. Becky is far from done, and now, all eyes are on her as she prepares to lay out her grand plan...)

Yesterday 9:34 PM lexibabe1: BECKY (CONT'D)
The plan is simple… but daring. Something I doubt any of us has attempted before.

(The others lean in slightly, intrigued.)
Yesterday 9:35 PM lexibabe1: BECKY (CONT'D)
A double heist.
 : (A beat. Eyes widen. Interest sharpens.)

BECKY (CONT'D)
First—an exclusive art exhibit at the City Museum.
Second—a diamond and gem shipment stored overnight at Midnight Enterprises.

(She begins pacing slowly, confident.)

BECKY (CONT'D)
I, along with my Meow Crew, have scouted both locations. And let me tell you—each comes with its own lovely little nest of security nightmares. But…

(She turns back to the group, that catlike grin widening.)
BECKY (CONT'D)
I’ve devised a plan to eliminate those obstacles.

(She pauses, letting the anticipation rise, then suddenly claps her hands once.)


BECKY
(serious now, pacing with purpose)
But make no mistake—this requires precise timing. Every second counts.

(She stops, her tone sharpening.)

And be warned—this city's police force is no joke. Just as formidable as anything Gotham has to offer.

(A shadow crosses her face as she says the next part.)

BECKY (CONT'D)
Then there’s… Batgirl.

(She nearly growls the name, her nails dragging lightly across the table surface.)

BECKY (CONT'D)
She’s just as infuriating as that goomer, Batman. Always watching. Always showing up where she shouldn’t.

(Her eyes narrow, her voice low.)
BECKY (CONT'D)
Ohhh… how I’d love to get my claws in her.
(A pause. Then she clears her throat, returning to business.)

BECKY (CONT'D)
Anyway—even Batgirl can’t be in two places at once.

(She looks toward Harley and Face.)
BECKY (CONT'D)
Harley, Face—this is where you come in.
(They both perk up, ready.)

he final night of the art exhibit, will be when the evening the diamonds and gems arrive,that will take securities top priority  so  scope it out,and hit it, choose  what ever items you wish to heist,but have your trap ready wen batgirl arrives

Batgirl will come. She always does. You two, with backup from my Meow Crew, will keep her… occupied.

(Her grin turns wicked.)
Oh, and have fun with her.

(Harley lets out a laugh, already imagining it.)

The rest of us—Lauren, the Princess, and myself—will hit Midnight Enterprises while Batgirl’s distracted. Clean. Quick. Surgical.

(She walks back to the head of the table.),where the gems will be stored overnight

HARLEY...(Breaking the silence, skeptical)
Sooo… sounds like we are taking the real risk here, Becks.

(She folds her arms, tilting her head. The Face smirks, nodding in agreement.)

BECKY
(Feigning innocence, then smirking)
Well, if you’re afraid… if you don’t think you can handle it—

(Harlan scoffs, rolling her eyes, but The Face leans forward, cutting her off.)

THE FACE
(Flatly)
What do we get out of it?

(Becky doesn’t miss a beat, her voice smooth as silk.)

BECKY
A split of the jewels. Plus whatever you lift from the museum.

(She pauses, then with a wicked grin—)
BECKY
Oh… and you get to punch Batgirl

(A slow, broad smile spreads across Harley's face. The mischief in her eyes practically glows as she leans forward, cracking her knuckles with exaggerated enthusiasm.)
HARLAN
(Grinning)
Now that I can get behind.

(The Face chuckles, shaking his head before nodding.)
THE FACE
Alright. We’re in.

(Becky’s smirk widens as she places her hands on the table, looking at each of them in turn.

BECKY (CONT'D)
So, ladies—today, we’re going on a field trip.

(The group exchanges glances—some amused, some skeptical.)

BECKY (CONT'D)
We’ll be paying casual visits to both the museum and Midnight Enterprises… as regular tourists.

(She winks.)

BECKY (CONT'D)
So behave yourselves. Look around. Notice everything—entry points, blind spots, security patterns, staff routines… anything and everything that’ll help you carry out this job.

HARLEY
(grinning)
Becks, I love a good field trip.

PERSIAN PRINCESS
(checking her nails)
Just as long as we don’t get matching t-shirts.
LAUREN
(deadpan)
Speak for yourselves. I already made mine.
FACE
(tilting her head)
Two targets. One night. You really think we can pull that off?

BECKY
(calm, cool, and collected)
I know we can.
BECKY..this city won'tknow  what hit  it

[lexibabe]

BATGIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY,TOMARROW

PART 4 CONTINUED.

While Becky the Cat and her alliance were busy planning their shocking heist on the city, the days that followed were surprisingly quiet at Midnight Enterprises. Lexi split her time between her duties at the company and helping Mai, Sophie, and Janey prepare for the arrival of their newest team member—Tiffany
During the day, it was all planning, training, and team-building. But come nightfall, Lexi and Mazi hit the streets, patrolling the neighborhoods and watching over the city. To their relief, things remained calm—aside from a few minor altercations that barely broke a sweat. Mazi even found herself complaining about how boring things had gotten. Lexi, on the other hand, welcomed the peace and quiet. Sometimes, no news was good news..
But things were about to get much more interesting for Lexi, Mazi, and the ladies of Midnight Estates

The police commissioner had requested a meeting—one marked urgent—with both Lexi Midnight and Batgirl. That kind of double summons didn’t happen often, and when it did, it usually meant trouble was brewing.
It was rare for Lexi and Batgirl to appear at City Hall together. Most folks didn’t even realize they were the same person, which made meetings like this all the more delicate
Mazi, however, was excited—maybe too excited. She saw this as a chance to step up and take the lead as Batgirl, even if just for a moment. She'd been itching for action, and this might finally be the spark that lit the fuse.

Lexi arrived at the commissioner's office. Batgirl was already there, standing beside Commissioner Honeypott and Chief Blander.
Commissioner Honeypott: "Miss Midnight, so good to see you again. Of course, you know Chief Blander... and Batgirl."
Lexi (smiling): "Always a pleasure, Commissioner. Chief."
She shook each of their hands, then turned to Batgirl with a warm grin.
"And goodness gracious—who doesn’t know the legendary Batgirl? I’m a fan."
Lexi took Batgirl’s hand with a playful air, eyeing her up and down.
"Though honestly... I thought she’d be taller."

Behind the mask, Mazi smirked at the jab.
Batgirl: "It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Miss Midnight. I’ve heard a lot about you... some of it even good."
They both stifled a laugh and took their seats.

Lexi: "So... the message said 'urgent.' "

Commissioner Honeypott: "Ah—yes, well... perhaps we’re being overly cautious, Miss Midnight. But as you may know, a high-security courier is arriving in the city tomorrow. He’ll be carrying over five million dollars in diamonds and other precious gems, to be sheltered for just one night at your security center."

Lexi (nodding): "Yes, I’ve seen the memo. Are you expecting trouble, Commissioner?"
The commissioner exchanged a glance with Chief Blander.
Chief Blander: "Nothing concrete yet. But there are whispers... Becky the Cat may be planning something big. And now, we've received intel that Harley—and The Face—are in town."

Lexi (arching a brow): "I thought they operated strictly in Gotham."
Batgirl: "Well, Miss Midnight... the criminal element isn’t exactly known for staying in their lanes."
Chief Blander: "It’s not just Harley and The Face. We’ve got a confirmed sighting of the Persian Princess, too."
The room fell quiet for a beat.
Chief Blander (grimly): "There’s only one reason she'd be here."

Commissioner Honeypott: "I have full confidence in our police force, but I’d like to coordinate efforts with your security team. And Batgirl—as always—I know we can count on your assistance should an attempt be made."
Lexi: "Of course, Commissioner. I’ll have my top people on-site to help coordinate a defense plan."
Batgirl: "And you can count on me, Commissioner. I’ll be ready. If any baddies show up—they’re going down."

Lexi (glancing at the Chief): "Chief, is there any way I can be of further assistance?"
Before the Chief could reply, Batgirl gently patted Lexi’s arm.
Batgirl (grinning beneath the mask): "That won’t be necessary, Miss Midnight. Let the professionals handle it. If trouble shows up, you’ll be safe at home—in your pajamas."
Lexi (raising an eyebrow, smiling back): "My, you’re so confident... and smug."
The rest of the meeting shifted to less serious matters—logistics, protocols, backup routes. Within a short time, it broke up, and everyone went their separate ways.

Later, in the quiet shadows of the underground parking deck, Lexi waited by her sleek black car, earbuds in, music playing low. Her eyes were half-closed, lost in thought, when the car door swung open and Mazi slid in like she owned the night.
Mazi buckled in and clapped her hands with theatrical flair.
Mazi: "Home, Jeeves!"
Lexi glanced over, arching a brow.
Lexi: "Oooo, just wait..."
Mazi grinned.
Mazi: "Come on, how was my performance?"
Lexi (smirking): "Not bad... for a shortie."
They laughed as the car eased its way out of the winding maze of the parking deck and onto the city streets

Lexi: "Janey and Sophie should be back with Tiffanyi by now. I haven’t asked—how do you feel about it?"
Mazi stayed quiet for a few seconds, thoughtful.
Mazi: "I’m looking forward to it. Should be fun having a new teammate."
Lexi nodded.
Lexi: "Yeah... it should be."

INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATES – NIGHT

The sleek car pulled up to the private drive, the gates of Midnight Estates parting smoothly as Lexi and Mazi rolled through. Soft lighting illuminated the long path leading to the estate’s main entrance, where two familiar figures were already waiting.

Janey stood casually with her arms folded, while Sophie leaned against the pillar, smirking.

Between them stood a third girl—slim, athletic build, dark purple hoodie over a cropped black tank, cargo pants tucked into tactical boots. Her stance was confident, chin lifted slightly, but her eyes were scanning everything: the windows, the cameras, the shadows.

Mazi (whistles low as they step out): "Guess the new girl’s got presence."
Lexi: "She looks ready."

As they approached, Janey gave a quick wave.
Janey: "There you are. Meet the future—Tiffani, this is Lexi Midnight and Mazi."

Tiffany pulled down her hoodie, revealing tightly braided hair and striking, no-nonsense eyes.
Tiffany (offering her hand with a calm smile): "It’s an honor, Miss Midnight. And you too, Mazi. I’ve read your files."

Mazi (taking her hand, smirking): "She read my file? Okay, now I like her."

Lexi: "You’re already off to a good start, Tiffani. Let’s get you settled in. Tomorrow we start training... and something tells me you’ll fit right in."

Tiffany: "I don’t plan to just fit in, Miss Midnight. I plan to earn it."







 

[lexibabe]

BATGIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY,TOMARROW..BY, LEXIBABE

PART-5

INT. WAYNE MANOR – FAMILY ROOM – AFTERNOON

Lexi and Mazi return from City Hall and are greeted at the entrance by Janey, Tiffani, and Sophie. After a round of warm introductions, Lexi gestures toward the house.
LEXI
It’s a nice afternoon, but let’s head inside. Come on—family room’s this way.
They all make their way into the spacious family room. Everyone finds a seat as the room fills with relaxed, pleasant chatter.

MAZI
So, how was your trip?

TIFFANY (smiling)
Good… but tiring. I’ve gone through so many time zones, I’ve completely lost track of time.
LEXI (nodding)
Yeah, those long flights can really mess with your head

MAZI
Have you been here before?
TIFFANY
Not here exactly. I’ve lived in Gotham before and visited other cities—but this place? First time.
SOPHIE
It takes a little getting used to.
JANEY
I think you’ll like it, though. The shopping, the entertainment—there’s always something going on.
TIFFANY (continuing, glancing at Lexi with a bright smile)
And I’m really looking forward to working with the Batgirls.
LEXI (smiling back)
I’m looking forward to that too. But it’s not just me. It’s Mazi… it’s Janey, it’s Sophie—we’re all here to help you.
TIFFANY
I can’t wait to get started and learn from all of you.
There’s a shared moment of quiet excitement—smiles exchanged, nods of support. The sense of family and legacy fills the room.
SOPHIE
It’s not all fun and games, Tiffany
JANEY (nodding)
Definitely not. There are a lot of dangerous characters out there.

She glances over at Lexi, her tone curious.
JANEY
So… what was the meeting at City Hall about?

LEXI
Ah—there’s a big shipment of diamonds and gems arriving soon. The Commissioner and Chief are concerned someone might try to make a play for it.
SOPHIE (raising a brow)
Surely no one would be bold enough to hit the vault at the Midnight Center?
MAZI
Wouldn’t seem likely… but a few masterminds have been seen lurking around lately.
LEXI
They just wanted to go over some security plans, that’s all. Cover all the angles.

JANEY
Well then, why don’t you and Mazi show Tiffani around? Help her get settled in.

She stands, giving Sophie a look.
JANEY (continued)
Sophie and I will get started on dinner.

INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATES – HALLWAY – AFTERNOON

Lexi, Mazi, and Tiffany stroll through the grand corridors of Midnight Estates. The opulent architecture and intricate details of the estate are awe-inspiring.

.MAZI
So, Tiffany, how do you like your room?

TIFFANYI (grinning)
It's fantastic! I've got more space there than in some of the apartments I've lived in. And this house—it's absolutely stunning.
LEXI (chuckling)
It is beautiful, but it's really big. You could easily get lost in here.and  she tells the history of it as they walk through
MAZI
Forget getting lost—Janey would never let that happen.
LEXI (smiling)
Nor would Sophie.
MAZI (nodding in agreement)
Exactly. Between the two of them, you're in good hands.

The three share a light laugh, the bond between them growing stronger as they continue the tour.

INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATES – LIBRARY – AFTERNOON

Lexi, Mazi, and Tiffaniy step into the grand library, its shelves lined with an extensive collection of books.
LEXI
As you can see, we've got every kind of reference material here—encyclopedias, atlases, dictionaries, and more. Plus, plenty of general reading if you're just looking to relax. If you want to bring in any of your own books, feel free to add them to the collection.
MAZI (grinning)
Lexi's the book nerd. I don't read that much
LEXI (playfully)
Hmph, no kidding.MAZI (making a mock-offended face)
Hey!
TIFFANY (laughing)
I don't read much either.
LEXI
Sounds like you two will get along just fine.
TIFFANY (smirking)
Hey!

They all share a laugh, the camaraderie between them growing stronger as they continue the tour.

INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATES – RECREATION ROOM – AFTERNOON

Lexi, Mazi, and Tiffany enter a spacious, well-lit recreation room filled with various gaming setups and leisure activities.

LEXI
This is our rec room—state-of-the-art gaming systems, a collection of classic board games like Monopoly, Scrabble, and Clue, plus a ping pong table, foosball, air hockey, and our very own arcade corner.
TIFFANY (walking over to the arcade games, eyes lighting up)
Now this is what I'm talking about!
LEXI (with a playful grin)
This is where I regularly kick Mazi, Janey, and Sophie's butts.
MAZI (laughing, walking over to the Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots)
Ha! This is where I knock Lexi's block off. (presses a button) Ka-pow!
LEXI (rolling her eyes with a smile)
On the outside, we have a swimming pool, tennis and handball courts, a basketball goal, and a walking and jogging track.
TIFFANY (impressed)
Wow, you have everything here.
MAZI
You'll never be bored, that's for sure
They all share a laugh, the camaraderie between them growing stronger as they continue exploring the estate.


INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATES – GYM – AFTERNOON

Lexi, Mazi, and Tiffany enter a spacious, well-equipped gym. The room boasts state-of-the-art equipment, including smart treadmills, weight machines, and a variety of cardio options.

LEXI
This is our training center—state-of-the-art equipment, available anytime. It's where some of us keep in shape.
MAZI
Yeah, Janey and Sophie practically live in here.they will see to that,flexes her  muscle
LEXI (rolls eyes}
Definitely Janey and Sophie.they should be marine drill instructors

INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATES – GARAGE – MOMENTS LATER
The trio steps into an expansive garage, showcasing an impressive array of vehicles ranging from sleek sports cars to rugged all-terrain vehicles.

TIFFANY (eyes lighting up)
Wow! Do we get to choose any of these?
LEXI
Absolutely. As a member of the team, you can select any vehicle for personal use or missions.
TIFFANY
i really like that silver batwing
LEXI..cept for that one its mine
TIFfANY....ohh
LEXI.{GRINNING}  just messing with you,it's yours
TIFFANY  ...laughs
MAZI.....i'll show you how to handle it

They continue to admire the collection, the excitement palpable.

The trio stands amidst an impressive array of vehicles, the sleek designs gleaming under the garage lights.

TIFFANY (eyes wide with amazement)
I'm just amazed... How is it possible to acquire all of this?
MAZI (grinning)
You don't know? This is Lexi Midnight—founder and CEO of Midnight Enterprises.
LEXI....the batwings are designed,and developed  by midniht enterprises

TIFFANY (eyes widening further)
You're that Lexi Midnight? Wow, I've read so much about you—everything you do. You're amazing! You've been one of my idols.
MAZI (teasingly)
Please, don't—her head is big enough already.
LEXI [SMILES]  hey!
They all share a hearty laugh, the camaraderie between them growing stronger.

INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATES – MAIN OFFICE – EVENING

Lexi, Mazi, and Tiffany step into the sleek, high-tech command center. Screens display city maps, surveillance feeds, and communication channels.

LEXI
As you know, we work closely with the city police, assisting when needed to keep things safe for the citizens. Mazi and I go out on patrol—not every night, but often lending a hand.
INT. MIDNIGHT ESTATES – BATCAVE ANNEX – NIGHT

The room is softly illuminated by the cool blue glow of multiple monitors. Rows of blinking servers hum in the background. Sleek black and violet lighting accent the space—modern, tech-heavy, but with unmistakable Bat-style. Tiffanysteps inside, eyes wide with awe. Mazi leans against a console, arms crossed, watching with a grin. Lexi stands by the main workstation, already typing away.

LEXI
(gesturing to the giant screen)
Welcome to the nerve center, Tiff. Midnight Estates’ own version of the Batcave. You ready?

TIFFANY
(grinning, still soaking it in)
I was born ready.

LEXI
Cool. First, this—
(She taps a key. A digital map of the city appears, glowing in soft blues and reds.)
—The Grid. Real-time updates on crime spikes, gang movement, and hot zones. Navarro’s a mess right now, but we’ve got eyes on it.

MAZI
(piping in)
Red zones are the highest priority. That’s usually where Becky’s crew pops up. Yellow’s gang turf wars. Blue is recent police or vigilante activity.

TIFFANY
So it’s like... crime weather radar?
MAZI
(chuckling)
Exactly.

LEXI
Next up—villain profiles.
(She types again. Mugshots and dossiers flash across the screen—The Face, Persian Princess, Harley, Becky.)
Each one's got a preferred style. Becky? Plans three steps ahead. Persian Princess? Distraction and manipulation. Harlley chaos in a suit . The Face... well, she's calm  and never flustered

LEXI
Better than a cheat code—this connects directly to Batman’s system in Gotham.
(She flicks a switch. A smaller screen to the right lights up with the iconic bat-symbol interface.)
We don’t use it often, but when things get big—like “Arkham-level” big—we can tap into WayneNet. Secure line. Encrypted.

TIFFANY(amazed)
You guys seriously have a hotline to Batman?  THE BATMAN?

MAZI
(smiling)
More like a soft ping. We’re not calling him for street punks, but if things escalate? He listens.

TIFFANY
Yeah, I've read the stories... about the Penguin, the Shocker, and others.

LEXI
There are some real bad and dangerous foes. Poison Ivy was the last one a few months ago. Mostly, it's your average small-time hoods and junkies, but sometimes those can be the worst.

TIFFANY
Why do you do this, Lexi? I mean, you own Midnight Enterprises, for goodness' sake.

LEXI
I don't know... for the challenge, the danger, and sometimes I do get bored.

MAZI (breaking in with a grin)
And because she's a silly witch.

LEXI (narrowing her eyes)
That did it.

She lunges at Mazi, wrapping her arms around her. They tussle around, giggling and laughing.lexi works her right hand free  and starts tickling

MAZI (giggling)
Okay, okay, I give!

A voice comes over the intercom.

JANEY
Are you three coming to dinner or not?














 

 

[lexibabe]

PART 5 CONTINUED...
THE  NEXT MORNING  WAS  A NORMAL DAY.AFTER BREAKAST, LEXI HAD TO LEAVE  FOR MEETINGS  AT MIDNIGHT ENTERPRSES,  AND MAZI ALSO HAD  PUBLIC  SERVICE PROMOTIONS  AS BATGIRL, FILMING  A COUPLE OF TV COMMERICALS, SOMETHING  ,AND ALSO VISIT A COUPLE OF ELEMENTARY SCHOOLS  AS A GUEST SPEAKER;
Meanwhile, Janey, Sophie, and Tiffani decided to take a walk and explore the surrounding grounds of Midnight Estates.

Janey: So, what do you think of our little group so far?

Tiffany: They're great… but—

Sophie (smiling): There’s the “but.”

Tiffany: I mean, they seem friendly and inviting, but—

Janey (grinning): Ahhh, another “but.”

Sophie (with a glance at Janey): They do take some getting used to.

Janey: Don’t I know it.

Tiffany: Well, it just feels like there’s a bit of rivalry between them. And they seem so different from one another.
Sophie: Maybe there is… a little.

Janey: I think Lexi’s the hardest to get to know. She’s more quiet, kind of solitary. That gets her into trouble sometimes. But despite all her success with Midnight Enterprises, she’s actually really humble.

Sophie: She doesn’t look like she could hurt a fly. But it’s a big mistake to underestimate her. A lot of people have learned that the hard way—from the city’s worst criminals to the top execs at Midnight Enterprises.

Janey: And Mazi… she’s a little more friendly, outgoing. Free-spirited. Maybe a little too eager sometimes—and that can get her into trouble.
Sophie (smiling): Despite her irritating brashness, she’s a sweet girl. She’ll listen—
Janey (grinning): —even when you might think she isn’t.
Sophie: And like Lexi, she might not look the part… but underestimating her? Not the smartest move, either.
Janey: There is a bit of a rivalry between them, sure… they may fight like sisters, but their  tight like sisters

: Janey: Lexi’s become the best of us. Don’t tell her I said that, or I’ll never hear the end of it.

Tiffany (smiling): Ha! I won’t. I just want to learn… and really be a part of all this.

Sophie: We’ve been following your training. And from what we’ve heard—and seen—you’ll be just fine.
 
: Sophie: Your training starts today.

Tiffany(eyes widening): Really?

Sophie: Yes.

Sophie takes a few steps forward and picks up a fallen tree limb, holding it like a club.

Sophie: Pretend this is a weapon. Disarm me.

Tiffani stands, hesitates a moment, then takes a few cautious steps forward. She looks around, uncertain, while Sophie starts circling her. The two begin to move, eyes locked.
Sophie twirls the makeshift club expertly, then lunges in with a sudden swing. Tiffani dodges, barely missing the strike. Sophie spins smoothly and comes in again with a side swing—Tiffani ducks back, eyes now sharp and focused, thinking fast.
Sophie lets out a wild overhead swing that whistles through the air—

Tiffani (yelping, startled): Hey!

Sophie grins, enjoying the test. She swings low this time, then quickly swipes across—Tiffany leaps over it and scrambles aside. Then, she makes a move—but—
Janey suddenly grabs her from behind, trapping her arms.
Sophie: Always assume you might be facing two… or more.
Tiffani squirms, trying to break free. Sophie raises the stick for a high swing—causing both janey and tiffany to duck

Janey: Dang it, Sophie! Watch it—you almost hit me!

At that moment, Tiffany twists, catching Janey’s arm and spinning her around—just in time to send her stumbling toward Sophie. Tiffayi uses the momentum to flip backward, landing lightly in a fighter’s stance.

Janey and Sophie both pause, surprised.
Janey regains her footing, but Tiffany doesn’t waste the moment—she closes the gap, catches Janey’s shoulder, spins her again, and hip-tosses her down to the grass.

Sophie smiles at the move—but quickly steps forward and swipes with the stick

Tiffanys ready. She catches the weapon mid-swing, wrenches it free with a swift motion, then spins off to the side, twirling the limb confidently. Her eyes lock onto her two opponents—steady, fierce, and ready for more.

Sophie (smiling as she grasps Janey’s hand and helps her up): She’s good.

Janey (groaning, rubbing her hip): I’ll say. Don’t tell Lexi and Mazi—I’ll never hear the end of it.

Tiffany snaps the branch cleanly over her thigh, now holding two shorter sticks. She twirls them expertly, a confident smile spreading across her face.

Tiffany Now, are you ruffians coming peacefully… or do I really have to get tough?

Sophie and Janey exchange a grin.

Sophie: We’ll come peacefully.

The three of them laugh, then break into a light jog, heading back toward the manor—closer now, and more connected than ever.

[lexibabe]

BATGIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY,TOMARROW
PART6. CONTINUED  .BY.LEXIBABE

Later that afternoon, our Sisterhood of Bats convenes inside Midnight Estates, gathered in the training rec room.
Inside the ring, Janey and Sophie continue putting Tiffani through her paces—this time under the watchful eyes of Lexi and Mazi, who sit comfortably ringside.
Both dressed in black tank tops and black gym shorts, Lexi and Mazi share a bag of popcorn and sip from their cups of soda.

Mazi:
What’ve you got?

After a quick water break and some towel-dabbing, Tiffany paces the mat, catching her breath but still full of fire.

Lexi (clapping and hooting from ringside):
Alright! Now let’s see if you can handle my sidekick!
Mazi, halfway into the ring, stops dead and slowly looks over her shoulder at Lexi. They lock eyes and wrinkle their noses at each other in mock irritation.
Lexi (grinning smugly):
What? Just giving you your proper intro.
Mazi (rolling her eyes, muttering):
You're lucky I like you...

She turns back toward Tiffany now stepping into the center of the ring. Her walk is confident—relaxed, but purposeful.
Mazi (smirking):
Don’t worry. I’ll take it easy on you.
Tiffany (matching her smirk, eyes sharp):
I’m not worried. You worry about that.
Janey, Sophie, and Lexi all whoop and whistle from the sidelines as the two younger women face off—each with something to prove, but clearly enjoying every second of it.

Tiffanyquickly learns the difference between sparring with Lexi and facing Mazi.

While Lexi had been calm, patient, calculating—Mazi is all gas, no brakes.
She charges like a storm, her attacks fast, relentless, and aggressive. She doesn’t step back. Ever.
Tiffany finds herself on the defensive, blocking, ducking, sidestepping—barely keeping up.

But she adapts.
Watching for patterns, she catches the rare misstep—using them to force Mazi back more than once. It’s subtle, but enough to earn a raised eyebrow from Mazi as she circles again, sizing her up.
Without warning, Mazi launches like a missile, barreling into Tiffani with a shoulder strike that knocks her to the mat.
Tiffany hits hard—but springs back up instantly.

Mazi (impressed, grinning):
Okay then.

She spins, aiming a sudden backhand strike—
But Tiffany's ready. She ducks low and lunges, driving her shoulder into Mazi’s core, taking her down clean.
The moment hangs.

From outside the ring—applause.

Sophie (clapping):
That was great!

Janey (smiling):
Yeah. I think that’s enough for today.

The trio starts toward the ring as Mazi and Tiffany help each other up.

Mazi (smiling, hugging her):
Not bad, hotshot.

Tiffany (grinning):
Not bad yourself.

Everyone gathers in the ring, exchanging hugs and high fives, laughter echoing off the walls.

Janey:
Alright, let’s hit the showers and get ready for dinner.
Lexi (grabbing her towel):
Let’s just order pizza tonight.

The group cheers in agreement, already bantering as they head off the mat together—a sisterhood forged in sweat, skill, and respect.








stretching out her shoulders with an exaggerated groan. Sophie meets her at the center, holding a sleek black cuff.
Sophie (wrapping it around Lexi’s wrist):
This’ll protect your wrist, baby girl.

Lexi (raising a brow):
You sure?
Sophie (shrugging):
It’s made by Midnight Enterprises. So if it doesn’t work—complain to the CEO.
: LEXI.. i hear she is  a sweet reasonable girl
SOPHIE {smiles} as she fits the protective cup over the lexi's arm

: Lexi  smiles,, then glances over at Tiffany, who’s catching her breath, light on her feet, her pigtails bouncing to an invisible rhythm.
: Lexi (half-smiling):
She looks exhausted. I don’t want to take advantage of the new girl.
Tiffany (grinning):
I’m good.
Let’s see what you’ve got.

: Janey (smirking as she passes by):
It’s been nice knowing you, Lex.

She leans in and kisses Lexi’s cheek before stepping out of the ring with Sophie.

Janey and Sophie slide down to the mat’s edge, grabbing the popcorn bucket as they settle in to watch the next round.


Lexi:
Mountain Dew.

Mazi (grinning):
You’re so predictable.

Lexi:
What do you have?

Mazi:
A Poppi. Want a sip?

Lexi (taking a sip):
Not bad.

Mazi:
It’s orange.

Lexi offers her cup to Mazi.

Lexi:
Can’t go wrong with a Dew.

They both look back at the action in the ring.

Lexi:
Let’s see what this girl’s made of.

Mazi (eyeing the match):
Should be fun. I think Janey runs out of steam first.

Lexi:
Nah—Sophie.

Mazi (raising an eyebrow):
Wanna bet?

Lexi (grinning):
You’re on.

Mazi:
If I win, I get to use the gold Batwing all week.

Lexi:
You’re on.
THEY DO  A PINKEY SHAKE.

Janey and Sophie are dynamic in their own right—years of experience evident in every feint, strike, and counter. They unleash a series of fluid moves on Tiffany, catching her off guard more than once
But Tiffany isn’t just keeping up—she’s adapting. She ducks a roundhouse from Janey, rolls beneath a sweep from Sophie, and fires back with a flurry of strikes and flips that none of them were expecting.

Mazi (eyes wide):
She’s pretty good...

Lexi (nodding in agreement):
She’s terrific.

Lexi suddenly remembers the bet. Grinning, she starts clapping her hands in rhythm.

Lexi (cheering):
Let’s go, Janey!

Not to be outdone, Mazi leans forward, shouting back.

Mazi:
Come on, Sophie! Don’t take that!

The match heats up—Tiffany in the center of it, her every move a blend of instinct, training, and raw determination.

The session in the ring starts to slow—breathing heavier, the three combatants shift from explosive strikes to more deliberate movements, each testing the others’ limits.


Mazi (glancing at Lexi):
So, did you get the security set up at the Midnight Center?

Lexi (nodding):
Yeah. It’s coordinated with our own systems and patched in with the city PD.

Mazi (sipping her Poppi):
Think anyone’ll try to hit it?

Lexi (shrugging, eyes still on the ring):
Wouldn’t seem so. But it’s tempting.
We have to be ready—just in case.

They watch as Janey and Sophie regroup, circling Tiffani again.

Mazi (murmuring):
Especially with what’s in there...

Lexi:
Exactly.
Ringside, Lexi and Mazi remain casually alert, still watching, but slipping into a quieter conversation between cheers.

Mazi (eyeballing Sophie):
Ummh… Sophie’s moving like she’s been eating too many of her own desserts.
(louder) Come on, Sophie! Don’t let her do you like that!

Lexi (giggling):
Hey, it is kinda fun to see Janey get clocked upside the head for once.

They both snort with laughter, nearly spilling their popcorn as they lean over in their chairs, shoulders bumping.

Still chatting, Lexi and Mazi remain blissfully unaware that the pace inside the ring has slowed—and that the fighters are now eyeing them from across the mat.

Unbeknownst to them, the match has paused—Tiffani, Janey, and Sophie are standing still in the ring, all three glancing toward the sidelines

.Sophie (deadpan):
Glad we could be your entertainment.

Lexi and Mazi freeze mid-laugh, slowly straightening up.

Lexi (grinning sheepishly):
Uh-oh...

Janey (narrowing her eyes):
What did you say?

Lexi (sitting up straighter, playing innocent):
Me? Nothing… not a word.

Janey (folding her arms):
Uh-huh. You’re next.

Lexi (lifting her arm dramatically):
Oh, I don’t know… my arm’s been really sore today…

Sophie (grinning):
Don’t worry—we’ve got a wrap for that.

Janey (pointing to the ring):
Get in here.

Mazi snorts, trying and failing to hold in a giggle as she leans away from Lexi.

Mazi (teasing):
Guess the popcorn break’s over, champ.

Lexi (groaning as she stands):
Remind me why we built this training room again?

Janey (with a smirk):
To keep each other sharp. Now move it, BatGirl

Lexi climbs into the ring, stretching out her shoulders with an exaggerated groan. Sophie meets her at the center, holding a sleek black cuff.
Sophie (wrapping it around Lexi’s wrist):
This’ll protect your wrist, baby girl.
Lexi (raising a brow):
You sure?
Sophie (shrugging):
It’s made by Midnight Enterprises. So if it doesn’t work—complain to the CEO.
LEXI.. i hear she is  a sweet reasonable girl
SOPHIE {smiles} as she fits the protective cup over the lexi's arm

Lexi  smiles,, then glances over at Tiffany, who’s catching her breath, light on her feet, her pigtails bouncing to an invisible rhythm.
Lexi (half-smiling):
She looks exhausted. I don’t want to take advantage of the new girl.
Tiffany (grinning):
I’m good.
Let’s see what you’ve got.

Janey (smirking as she passes by):
It’s been nice knowing you, Lex
She leans in and kisses Lexi’s cheek before stepping out of the ring with Sophie.
Janey and Sophie slide down to the mat’s edge, grabbing the popcorn bucket as they settle in to watch the next round..

The two begin to circle each other, eyes locked, breath steady. Then—Tiffany bursts forward, unleashing a flurry of spinning kicks and sharp punches.

Lexi is ready.
She shifts smoothly into a defensive stance, sidestepping, blocking, dodging—her movements fluid and precise. Not a single wasted step.

Tiffany presses harder, but Lexi counters, pivoting on the ball of her foot and gliding around the ring. She unleashes a sudden flurry of strikes—a mix of quick jabs and sweeping kicks.
Tiffany blocks a few—but most slip through.
She stumbles back, the intensity rising in her expression. Her playful energy is replaced with laser focus.

Lexi doesn’t let up.
Her movements are faster, sharper—cleaner than what Tiffany faced from Janey or Sophie. There's an edge to her now, a rhythm Tiffany struggles to match.
As she regains her footing, Tiffayi suddenly remembers Janey’s words echoing in her head:
"Lexi has become the best of us."
And now—Tiffany sees why.
The action continues, faster, tighter, like a storm building in the ring.

Outside the ring, Janey, Sophie, and Mazi watch the spar with wide grins and bright eyes, the popcorn long forgotten as the action heats up.
Sophie (nudging Janey):
Lexi’s as sharp as ever.
Mazi (grinning, eyes on the ring):
My girl is a badass…
(lowers her voice) Don’t tell her I said that.
Sophie (chuckling):
Too late—I’m definitely telling her.
Janey (smiling softly):

She’s so smooth... like every move’s already planned three steps ahead.

All three lean forward as Lexi and Tiffany clash again in a blur of movement, admiration in their eyes—not just for the skill, but for the bond forming in that ring.
The match continues, tension crackling in the air.

Tiffany rushes in, lowering her head like a charging bull.
Lexi reacts instantly—leaping over her, flipping gracefully, and landing light on her feet. But as she spins, expecting Tiffani to be off-balance, she’s surprised to find the young fighter already reset and ready.

Tiffany grabs Lexi’s arm, yanks her forward, and drives a shoulder into her midsection. Without hesitation, she follows with a fireman’s carry, lifting Lexi and slamming her to the mat with surprising force and control.

Sophie (eyes wide, smiling):
Wow...

Janey (nodding):
The new girl’s got some tricks.

Mazi, already on her feet, stomps excitedly, pointing at the ring and giggling like a proud coach.
Sophie (shooting her a look, smirking):
You’re next, you know.

Back in the ring, Tiffanyi prances proudly, full of energy—until Lexi pops to her feet, swift as ever, catching Tiffany's wrist and spinning her around.
Tiffany's eyes go wide as Lexi pivots and hip-tosses her to the mat with elegant force.
Lexi plants a boot gently against her, gripping Tiffany's arm and raising it.
Lexi (grinning):
Never assume it’s over till it’s over.
Then, with a warm smile, she helps Tiffany up.
Tiffani (catching her breath, still smiling):
Lesson learned.
 cheering,and congratulations,offered to both from outside the ring

[lexibabe]

BATGIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY  TOMARROW,,BYLEXIBABE
PART6 CONTINUED.

After a quick water break and some towel-dabbing, Tiffani paces the mat, catching her breath but still full of fire.

Lexi (clapping and hooting from ringside):
Alright! Now let’s see if you can handle my sidekick!
Mazi, halfway into the ring, stops dead and slowly looks over her shoulder at Lexi. They lock eyes and wrinkle their noses at each other in mock irritation.
Lexi (grinning smugly): hey,i had to give you the proper introduction
Mazi (rolling her eyes, muttering):
You're lucky I like you...
She turns back toward Tiffany now stepping into the center of the ring. Her walk is confident—relaxed, but purposeful.
Mazi (smirking):
Don’t worry. I’ll take it easy on you.
Tiffany (matching her smirk, eyes sharp):
I’m not worried. You worry about that.
Janey, Sophie, and Lexi all whoop and whistle from the sidelines as the two younger women face off—each with something to prove, but clearly enjoying every second of it
Tiffanyquickly learns the difference between sparring with Lexi and facing Mazi.
While Lexi had been calm, patient, calculating—Mazi is all gas, no brakes.
She charges like a storm, her attacks fast, relentless, and aggressive. She doesn’t step back. Ever.

Tiffany finds herself on the defensive, blocking, ducking, sidestepping—barely keeping up.
But she adapts.
Watching for patterns, she catches the rare misstep—using them to force Mazi back more than once. It’s subtle, but enough to earn a raised eyebrow from Mazi as she circles again, sizing her up.
Without warning, Mazi launches like a missile, barreling into Tiffany with a shoulder strike that knocks her to the mat.
Tiffany hits hard—but springs back up instantly.
Mazi (impressed, grinning):
Okay then.
She spins, aiming a sudden backhand strike—

But Tiffany's ready. She ducks low and lunges, driving her shoulder into Mazi’s core, taking her down clean.







The moment hangs.
From outside the ring—applause.
Sophie (clapping):
That was great!
Janey (smiling):
Yeah. I think that’s enough for today.
LEXI....{smiles}  she was impressed by both mazi,and tiffany
The trio starts toward the ring as Mazi and Tiffany help each other up.
Mazi (smiling, hugging her):
Not bad, hotshot.
Tiffany (grinning):
Not bad yourself.
Everyone gathers in the ring, exchanging hugs and high fives, laughter echoing off the walls.
Janey:
Alright, let’s hit the showers and get ready for dinner.Lexi (grabbing her towel):
Let’s just order pizza tonight.
The group cheers in agreement, already bantering as they head off the mat together—a sisterhood forged in sweat, skill, and respect.



Later that evening, the team lounges in the cozy living room of Midnight Estates. Pillows are scattered, shoes kicked off, a few half-empty wine glasses rest on the coffee table. Laughter floats through the air.
Janey, Sophie, Mazi, and Tiffany sip wine, relaxed and glowing from the day’s training.
Lexi, curled into an armchair, sips from a plastic cup.


Tiffany (eyebrow raised):
What’s that, Lexi?

Lexi (grinning):
Fruit smoothie. Watermelon.

Tiffany
Ahhh. Respect.

Janey (playfully):
She doesn’t drink.

Mazi (teasing):
Because she’s a dork.

Lexi:
I drink occasionally...

Sophie (mocking):this girl drinks,coke's,sweet tea, milk, what else?  lemonaid  jaaney and mazi,chime in smiling,,ohh hot coco, and juices,she does'ent even drink coffee that much

The group laughs as Lexi sticks out her tongue. Soon, the room is filled with stories—Lexi and Mazi trading tales of rooftop chases, close calls, and unlikely escapes. Sophie and Janey join in with stories of their earlier days in the field.


Tiffany listens wide-eyed, hanging on every word, occasionally interrupting with curious questions. The older women answer like proud mentors, their camaraderie growing stronger with every shared memory.

Suddenly, Sophie disappears down the hall.
Moments later, she returns—holding something behind her back.
Sophie (smiling):
Tiffany… we’ve got something for you.
Tiffany (sitting up straight):
Wait—what?

Sophie reveals a sleek, custom Batbelt, fitted with pouches, tools, and a faint gleam of black matte polish.
Sophie:
You earned this today.
A beat of silence, then the room erupts into smiles and soft cheers. Janey claps. Mazi whistles. Lexi nudges Tiffaniy'sarm with a proud grin.
Tiffany (holding the belt, overwhelmed):
Whoa… really?
Lexi:
Really.
Janey:
You’re one of us now.
They all raise their glasses—or in Lexi’s case, her smoothie cup.
Mazi (smirking):
To the new girl.
Sophie:
To the sisterhood.
They toast, and laughter fills the room again—a team stronger not just in skill, but in bond.


Later that night, Lexi moves around her bedroom, winding down to the soft hum of late-night radio. She's in a T-shirt and shorts, barefoot, casually tossing her nerf basketball at the hoop mounted on the wall. Swish.
The door creaks open.
Mazi steps in, arms crossed, a sly grin tugging at her lips.

Mazi:
Caitlin Clarke doesn’t have to worry about you taking her spot.
Lexi (smirking):probably not
Mazi picks up the ball, takes a shot. Miss.They take turns—shooting, laughing, talking trash—until eventually, the ball rolls away and they both collapse onto Lexi’s bed, lying side by side, staring at the ceiling.

Lexi (quietly):
So… what do you think of Tiffany
Mazi (without hesitation):
That girl’s a wrecking ball.
Lexi (nodding):
She’s got all the skills. Just needs a little polish. Kind of like you.
(grins)
Mazi (rolling to her back, feigning offense):
Baby, I’m so polished I sparkle.
Lexi:
Mmm, I see a little tarnish around the edges…
Mazi:
Whatever.

They lie there a while, trading soft jokes and half-thoughts, words fading into yawns. Neither says it, but they know they’re proud of Tiffany—and of each other. The room grows quieter, the radio murmuring on.
Neither of them knows that in just a few days, everything will change—and they’ll be put to the test like never before
Mazi finally pushes up from the bed, gives Lexi a playful swat on the rear.

Mazi (grinning):
’Night, dork.
Lexi (smiling back):
Sweet dreams, nerd.
The door shuts behind Mazi, and Lexi lies still, staring up, lost in thought—just for a moment—before the lights dim and the night deepens.

[lexibabe]

BATGIRL,YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMARROW
BY..LEXIBABE

PART 7

as lexi,mazi, and the girls at midnight estates ,were bonding with  tiffany.. so to were becky  the cat and her assorted group of  malcontents..although they still had  their squabbles .each  had  put their massive  ego's  aside,towork togeather,  exchanging ideas, making  a plan, practicing  executing  that plan
but they also had some fun with each other  laughter often erupted during these meetings,as each told stories of daring escpades,and close escapes

becky had even  purchased a life size cardboard  cutout of batgirl  ,that they used as a dartboard  , and becky was pleased that  she  was  dart champion
but now  only  a few days left before, the heist    and becky was nervouse ,she was always nervouse before  a big job

Meanwhile, Becky the Cat and the alliance were finalizing their plan. Timing and communication would be everything—especially with the two target venues located miles apart. Becky was confident, but she couldn’t ignore the familiar nerves creeping in. It was the same with every job: no matter how well-prepared she was, she always knew something could go wrong. And with so many moving parts in play, the margin for error was razor-thin.

Still, she trusted her crew. Lauren, Persian Princess, Harley, and The Face—each of them was just as skilled and professional as she was. They had rehearsed the steps, mapped the escape routes, and triple-checked their gear. But Becky also knew better than most: sometimes the best-laid plans of mice and men were doomed to fail.

there would be two groups
Each group would be equipped with a compact electronic device—something Becky had developed herself—to disable most standard security systems. Still, she remained most concerned about the Midnight Center. They had a reputation for constantly upgrading their defenses, always testing out new, more sophisticated tech that could throw a wrench into even the most carefully crafted plan.

Fortunately, Lauren’s contribution to the operation offered a bit of reassurance. The stun rays she had designed were powerful enough to neutralize any guards they might encounter without lasting harm. Becky couldn’t help but smirk as she recalled the look on Sal’s face when she tested one on him. He’d dropped like a sack of bricks—and then demanded another round just to prove it had been a fluke.

Each team would also carry a set of confusion bombs—chaotic little devices developed by Harley and The Face. Once triggered, they flooded the immediate area with strobes, smoke, and disorienting frequencies designed to throw off both security personnel and surveillance AI. Perfect for creating just enough chaos to slip through unseen.

The Persian Princess, ever the specialist in infiltration, brought her own edge to the operation. She had crafted a neutralizing spray—an odorless, colorless compound that could temporarily disable the internal mechanisms of vaults and security cases. Once applied, even the most advanced biometric or digital locks would become useless for several crucial minutes.
It was a well-balanced plan. Tools, timing, and talent. And if everything went according to schedule, they'd be ghosts before anyone even realized they were there.

 Becky the Cat was equally occupied—busy pulling together the biggest plan she had ever dared to scheme.

Confident, as always, Becky still couldn’t shake a certain twitchy nervousness.
Sure, her Meow Crew had assisted before—mostly as pawns, temporary claws in bigger plays. But in truth, it had always been her. Her mind, her moves. She was the one who saw things through, and except for a few rare missteps, her success rate spoke for itself.

But this time was different.

This time, she’d be relying on others.

An alliance. Or rather—an unholy alliance.

The phrase made her smirk, even as a cool shiver teased down her spine.

The Persian Princess. Harley. The Face.

She knew each of them well. They shared a mutual appreciation for chaos, ambition, and flexible moral compasses. Their paths had crossed before—sometimes in uneasy cooperation, other times in silent rivalry—but they usually stayed in their lanes, operating within their own corners of the criminal web.

Now, they’d be working together.

And Becky... Becky was not one to trust easily.

Not even Lauren, who she had begrudgingly accepted into her Meow Crew. She had to—Lauren had proven herself useful. But that didn't stop the gnawing little thought in the back of her mind: How much could she really trust any of them?

This time, if things went south, it wouldn’t just be her plan that failed—it would be her name, her legacy.

And Becky the Cat didn’t like to lose.


Lauren sat alone in her room, legs folded, eyes closed, preparing herself for the big day. She hadn’t been in the city long—just a few short months—but in that time, she had managed to meet Becky and earn a place in her Meow Crew. While she hadn’t fully gained Becky’s trust yet, that didn’t bother her. What mattered was that she had proven herself useful—planning and executing several smaller heists since joining. And she hoped there’d be more. Lauren respected Becky a lot and wanted to learn from the best.
She already knew Harley and The Face from previous jobs. They were an interesting pair—erratic, tightly bonded, and often dismissive of outsiders. Unconventional, yes, but they had a strange knack for pulling off wins when it counted.
What surprised her most was the Persian Princess being part of this team. It wasn’t that she lacked skill or nerve—far from it—but she had always seemed more secretive, seductive even, using charm as much as tools to get what she wanted. Seeing her play a more cooperative role was... unexpected.

she  had worked her way up from the bottom,and now here she was,a part of one of the most notorious groups ever. she had taken te time to pick each of their minds, to blend each of their styles  into one  . lauren  wanted one day  to  be  the top girl,of her own clique,like the meow crew to be the one giving orders,where everyone answered to her
And then there was Batgirl. Lauren had never faced her. She’d heard the stories, of course—the impossible escapes, the clean takedowns, the shadow that never missed. Part of her hoped this time she would. Just to see if the legend matched the reality.



Harley and The Face were holed up in their hideaway, passing the time in their own particular style. The Face lounged in a recliner, flipping lazily through a magazine, one leg draped over the armrest. Harley, buzzing with restless energy, paced the room like a caged cat.
“Calm down, Harley cutie,” The Face muttered without looking up.
“I can’t!” Harley huffed, storming over to the speed bag and launching into a flurry of punches. “Take this! And this! And this right here, Batsy!” she growled, her fists a blur. The bag bounced wildly on its chain, slamming back and forth.
The Face watched with a half-smile. “Hit her a few times for me.”
Distracted by the attention, Harley grinned—right before the bag snapped back and smacked her square in the forehead, sending her tumbling to the floor with a thud. The Face raised an eyebrow. “You okay?”
A wild, delighted laugh burst from Harley as she popped back up like a spring. “Ohhhh, I’m grooovey-ooovey!” she cackled.

harley  [aka harlan,aka clown princess} long rumored to be  a relative of gotham's notorious the joker, and  the face   once known  in gotham circles  as wealthy socialite  kelcey mcleish, until losing most of her  fortune ,to bad investments..she turned to a life of crime to try  and recover her losses
joining forces with harley, the had become, the two most notorious  duo's   in not only gotham, but surrounding  areas,, joining such villians  as the penguin, riddler, and poison ivy  on the most wanted list
normally they would not have oined forces with becky or  anyone else but they liked danger,and challenges, and beck'ys,  scheme  represented,the biggest challenge  and danger,they had ever faced
They both knew the truth. Becky was using them as pawns—if they got caught, it was no skin off her claws. She probably hoped they would take the fall. But Harley and The Face had made their own plans,if things go wrong,they had already scoped out the museum,already scoped the museum, picked out the pieces they wanted, mapped an escape route.leaving becky  and the others holding the bag. and if Batgirl decided to show up?
Well, they had a little surprise for her, too.


The Persian Princess—Mobina—relaxed in the oversized tub of her hotel penthouse, the water a swirl of rose-colored foam and softly fizzing scented bombs. She lifted one of the unused orbs from a crystal dish by the tub, turning it thoughtfully in her fingers, amused by its delicate shimmer.
“Perhaps,” she mused aloud, “these delightful things could be repurposed into something more… explosive in the future.” She made a mental note to mention the idea to her assistants.
But her thoughts soon drifted back to the heist. How did I ever let myself be talked into this? she wondered, her perfectly arched brow lifting. Then she smirked and answered herself: The diamonds and gems had something to do with it, darling.
She so rarely got involved in the actual game anymore. It was much easier—and far more her style—to seduce someone else into doing the dirty work. But Becky, Harley, The Face, and even young Lauren weren’t the seduction type. No, this job required a different kind of finesse. And honestly? It had been too long. She wanted to remind everyone that she still knew how to play.
As she let her head rest against the edge of the tub, eyes half-lidded with a lazy smile, one final thought danced through her mind.

“If Batgirl shows up…” she murmured softly, “…I kind of hope she does.”

it  was batgirl  , that had defeated her,when  she   was  at the cusp of her biggest  success,, batgirl, who had sowed the seeds of self doubt,  of driving her into seclusion.

then spending weeks,and months  to recover and start to rebuild  her confidence.  yes   she joined beckys group,somethin she normally would not do..but successment  having the  to continue planing  her  revenge on batgirl... she knew he others becky,harley,face,and lauren   all had their issues and wanted revenge on batgirl,but they would have to wait,their turn,,she was'ent finished with the bat yet..a smile spread across her lips












 

[lexibabe]

BATGIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY,TOMARROW, PART 7

WHILE ,becky the cat, and her  alliance were  making  ad smoothing out their plan,things were pretty normal  at the midnight estates
Lexi, and mazi   ,spent  days  at midnight enterprises  offices,with mazi continuing her training in the research,and developement department.
 janey  and sophie  continued roles as caretakers of the estate, keeping tiffany busy, with duties that she never imagined,she be doing, like dusting  window blinds, helping with the laundry,vacumming,
and  they all took part in the planning for  the  annual ,midnight enterprises spring cookout.

and of course tiffany's training continued.
during the mornings janey,and sophie,teaching  tiffany how to properly use the batbelt, what   each devise  was for,
and how to throw   a baterrang,and not knock herself out with it.
mazi,,gave operation lessons for the batwing,
and  had to hear  about it from sophie,after crashing into her prized rose garden.
in a kind of  take  your prodigy to work days,lexi gave her  a tour of midnight enterprises

lexi  and mazi  also took her  on a couple of their night patrols, they did'ent  run into   any serious troubles,
a few minor  breakin attempts, both lexi and mazi were impressed with how  quickly tiffany watched  and learned how to handle herself,
they  also hd fun teasing her  about a shiner  she recieved   during  a scuffle.



: despite a few setbcks
 Tiffany was catching on faster than anyone expected. She still fumbled now and then—like the time she accidentally triggered a smoke pellet while reaching for her communicator—but her determination impressed everyone..
Janey and Sophie kept their sessions light but firm, focusing on control and precision. “The belt’s not a toy,” Sophie had warned with a smirk after Tiffaninearly tripped over her own grappling line. “It’s your lifeline out there. Treat it like one.
Evenings with Lexi and Mazi were more intense, but not without their share of fun. Mazi had a habit of teasing Tiffany while explaining the Batcomputer's more complex systems, but always made sure the rookie understood. “This isn't just about tech,” Lexi had reminded her during one late-night session. “It’s about knowing what you’re up against—before it knows you.”

[lexibabe]

BATGIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY,TOMARROW..BY LEXIBABE

PART 8  .IT BEGINS..

The faithful day began like any other at Midnight Estates.
The sun was bright, the skies were clear, and the air carried the stillness of calm before anything unexpected. Lexi, Mazi, and Tiffani set out for an early morning stroll through the quiet streets, casually discussing how to handle any possible incidents that might arise later in the day.

Elsewhere, Janey and Sophie went about their usual routines.
Later that morning, Lexi arrived at Midnight Enterprises, where she met with her security team and Chief Blander. Together, they coordinated their response plans and confirmed that Batgirl would also be keeping a watchful eye on any signs of trouble..
Meanwhile, Becky the Cat had one final lunch meeting with her alliance to shore up last-minute details. Afterward, the group quietly went their separate ways.

At the Midnight Center, the diamond and gem shipment arrived right on time. Everything went off without a hitch. Mazi and Tiffani joined Lexi on-site, where the three of them changed into their Batgirl gear. Lexi and Mazi were calm, almost casual in their readiness. But Tiffani—eager, nervous, and a bit afraid—knew this might be her first real test.
The final day of the art exhibit had drawn large crowds earlier, but now, in its closing hours, the visitors had thinned out.

Unseen, danger was arriving.

Harley, The Face, and the goons Sal and Vinny made their way into the building. Once inside, they slipped quietly upstairs and popped open the lock on a private office, settling in to wait. The final minutes were ticking down—and so was the calm.

As the hours grew late, the final visitors trickled out of the museum. Only a few administrative staff and a skeleton security team remained, wrapping up the night with final preparations.

Harley, The Face, and the goons—Sal and Vinny—began their move.

Creeping through dimly lit hallways, they methodically disabled security alarms and shut down video surveillance. Any unfortunate security guard or museum staffer who crossed their path was quickly zapped with stun guns and left unconscious.
The hours ticked by—morning became afternoon, then slowly faded into evening.

At the Midnight Center, the diamond and gem shipment arrived right on time. Everything went off without a hitch. Mazi and Tiffani joined Lexi on-site, where the three of them changed into their Batgirl gear. Lexi and Mazi were calm, almost casual in their readiness. But Tiffani—eager, nervous, and a bit afraid—knew this might be her first real test.
The final day of the art exhibit had drawn large crowds earlier, but now, in its closing hours, the visitors had thinned out.

Unseen, danger was arriving.
Harley, The Face, and the goons Sal and Vinny made their way into the building. Once inside, they slipped quietly upstairs and popped open the lock on a private office, settling in to wait. The final minutes were ticking down—and so was the calm.
As the hours grew late, the final visitors trickled out of the museum. Only a few administrative staff and a skeleton security team remained, wrapping up the night with final preparations.

Harley, The Face, and the goons—Sal and Vinny—began their move.
Creeping through dimly lit hallways, they methodically disabled security alarms and shut down video surveillance. Any unfortunate security guard or museum staffer who crossed their path was quickly zapped with stun guns and left unconscious.

Once inside the main exhibit hall, the group regrouped.

The Face smirked.
"Easier than I thought."

Harley grinned.
"Like butter."

Sal and Vinny giggled like schoolboys.
Then Harley declared, "Time for some tunes!" She popped out her iPod, turned the volume up, and the opening beat of Prince’s “The Future” from Batman (1989) echoed through the space.
"Just love that scene," she giggled, twirling.
The crew danced and strutted down the gallery floor like they owned it.But the fun didn’t last long—they had business to finish.


The group quickly stashed the loot in hidden compartments and took up their positions.
Now they waited.
Yesterday 5:49 AM lexibabe1: If she didn’t show… they’d simply go to Plan B—and vanish before the city police even knew what hit them.
Back at the Midnight Center, Lexi, Mazi, and Tiffani sat in a concealed office, quietly watching the security monitors. The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of the screens. 

Yesterday 8:32 PM lexibabe1: Mazi yawned.
"Looks like a boring night."
Yesterday 8:32 PM lexibabe1: Lexi smirked.
"Let’s hope so."
Just then, a red light blinked to life—flashing across all three of their Bat-belts. Lexi quickly checked hers. 

Lexi frowned.
"Looks like trouble at the city museum.":
MAZI SIT UP.
"The art exhibit?"
Lexi nodded.
"Might be nothing serious. I’ll check it out."
Mazi offered quickly,
"Want us to go with you?"
Lexi shook her head.
"No. You stay here—just in case something else happens."
Mazi hesitated.
"I don’t know, babes..."
Lexi reassured her.
"It’s probably nothing. I’m sure the museum security and the city PD will have it handled by the time I get there. I’ll be right back."
Mazi reluctantly agreed.
Moments later, Lexi was in her waiting Batwing, speeding across the city skyline—completely unaware of the trap waiting for her at the museum