Her condition wasn’t getting better, though she mangers to pinpoint the cause as being exclusively psychological; so she wasn’t worried about her health at least. But that didn’t change the fact she didn’t want to be Batsy’s home guest for who knew how long until they managed to sniff out a few rats that were hiding in his city. Not just because she hated being second best to his - all off planet - countless sidekicks, but also because she still hadn’t managed to stop her pull-ups from leaking half the time and she doubted her plastic sheets would be able to stretch over any of the king sized beds in his manor.
Two nights in and she thought that maybe it wouldn’t be so terrible. She slept on top of two or three towels folded in half and that had been managing to catch whatever her pull-ups didn’t... of course something would happen just as she was getting confident.
Just because she was feeling very good about herself and what they accomplished that day; two hideouts found, local media throwing Bruce out of sorts speculating if she was his new girlfriend, and acing the new recipe she cajoled out of Alfred; her night had to be a complete train wreck. Her nightmare was so intense that her terrified screams and and whimpers brought Bruce into her room before they woke her.
The picture he found was that of the usually spunky woman drenched in sweat, wearing only a T-shirt, with clearly soggy pull-ups at her waist and yellow stained towels beneath her hips. Adding on tears once she became a bit more aware of her surroundings and humiliation overtook her.
Weak as a kitten once the worse of her fit passed she had to swallow her remaining bits of pride and ask for his help. She could already feel the rash forming, she couldn’t leave it alone for much longer. So that’s how Bruce ended up giving her a shallow bath in the tub, patting her dry everywhere and properly prepping her with powder and cream before getting her into a new pull-up and a clean T-shirt. By the time he was through she was a bit numb and almost asleep, her last impressions of the night were that of being picked up and taken to a new, baby blue, room.
NEXT:
They don’t talk about it but she notices he analyses her movements to check her for discomfort or rashes all the time now.
He uses a no-nonsense attitude to check in on her wetness level every night and every morning from then on.
Other? Maybe start potty training her again, maybe help her relieve stress in other ways.
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