Lots of vines and bushes

Batman was desperately trying to keep the art girls at bay. It was proving difficult as he had to keep them away from his parents so they couldn't start trouble there. On the other hand, they were such lewd girls that they kept offering to be paintings for him. The choice of a certain white sticky substance as the paint made it clear what they meant.

Though a few didn't ask and just straight out reached for his cock. He had stopped them from flashing his cock on more than one occasion. As he didn't know how his mother would react to him flashing his cock at her first art competition, willing or not. Though he knew he wouldn't be good and so he was doing his best to avoid it despite all the eager hands trying to make him fail.

So it was with guilty relief that when danger struck, his first thought was this lewd standoff was finally over. As the paintings around the room suddenly exploded into violent house plants. In no time at all roots were tearing through walls, and vines were reaching for the guest. He quickly helped the guest evacuate, though his father wasn't easy to convince to let him tackle the plant life alone.

Though in the end his father relented and left to help those who had been hurt in the mad dash for safety. Damian appeared from wherever he had been hiding as he had no desire to be a part of the festivities. "Finally something fun." Damian said a katana on hand as he charged the galley that was filled with dangerous plant life.

Batman, who had quickly put his suit on, followed after him with a sigh. As his son's response to the situation proved, he needed to help find more peaceful pursuits. Though both he and his son enjoyed crashing and tearing through the violent plant life. Batarangs and birdarangs flew through the air, cutting a dozen vines at a time.

Batman and Robin stood back-to-back in the center of the art gallery as they fought the remaining plants. Here they were making a final **** attack together in hopes of overwhelming them. It didn't work, and soon enough the last plant was in pieces on the floor. Batman looked around at the damage and dead plant life before looking at an eager Damian, who was desperately trying to hide it.

"Messy but good work in the end." Batman said to Robin, who gave him a quick happy look at the praise before going back to use his usual half-glare. The two then searched the rooms for clues for who was responsible. They gathered samples of the plants, of course, but there wasn't much else to find until they stumbled on something.

On one of the bits of destroyed canvas were initials that were neither recognized. It was a red C and a yellow W; they would have to find out what the initials stood for, as they were more than likely the culprit for that tack on the gallery. The two then slipped back into the crowd out of costume. They helped Thomas Wayne provide medical aid to the minor injuries people had gotten as the cops arrived at the scene.

All three men were surprised at Martha Wayne's reaction to what had just happened. As she kept a happy smile despite the night being ruined, she went around talking to the shocked people, lifting spirits and helping people through their shock. She was a bright light among the shocked crowd, and her family couldn't be more proud of her.

Unknown to all but Martha, she wasn't just helping people. No, she was further entrenching herself among those that would be eager to join her new special club. Also, she was gathering a report of the incident from the victims, for surely her master would be pleased to hear of the terror his plants spread.