Futureknight universe. Wayne Manor the morning after Batwoman's first mission.

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The sun shone softly through sheer curtains, illuminating though not touching the two figures that lay on the bed, one under and one on top of the blankets. Black hair contrasted with white pillow linens, and soft breathing made slight movements.

Brenda snapped to wakefulness, then frowned without opening her eyes as she realized there were arms around her. She listened, then sniffed before moving experimentally.

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"I need to train my mind as well as my body." She looked up at him after Prudence had given her assent.

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He smiled. "Beautiful, powerful, intelligent... is there anything you're not that's good?"

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"A cook," said Clark, wincing.

"Among other things." Brenda blushed slightly.

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He chuckled and hugged her. "Bah, cooking is overrated. Usually."

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She returned the embrace, turning her face away so that Clark and Prudence couldn't see her broad grin.

"I had better return to work," said the butler as she got to her feet and went back to the counter.

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"May I be of any assistance, oh madam of the much loved eats?" Porthos was on his feet at once, feeling obligated to help and repay some of the kindness he knew had been given without warning or prepartion.