"And last they'll be devoured by my favorite cats; lions and tigers," Selina said. Isis meowed next to her. "I said favorite cats, Isis. Type of cats. You're my favorite cat." Isis purred.
"I don't know," Helena said suddenly. Selina forgot she asked for her daughter's opinion. "It seems pretty disgusting."
"Honey, how can you get revenge on your ex-husband who has cheated on you for a lousy freaking piece of crap that was stuffed in the butthole of Ra's al Ghul's wife without it being disgusting?" Selina said sweetly. Helena blinked.
"You can always shoot him," she said awkwardly.
"Helena, the death of somebody I hate cannot be as simple as a bullet in their chest," Selina said, containing her anger. Obviously Helena knew nothing about revenge. Of course she didn't; she was raised under the angel Alfred Pennyworth and Bruce Wayne. "It has to be a masterpiece. But this time, it has to be more than a masterpiece. It's the death of Bruce Wayne and Batman."
"I don't know if I want you to kill my dad," Helena said with a frown. Selina looked at Helena.
"He's not your dad," she said. "We never got married. We just fell in love and assumed that we were together. But of course, that's what I thought. I didn't think I wasn't the only person on his mind." Selina held Isis in his arms and pet her, looking at the ground. "But anyways," Selina said happily. She put Isis down and walked towards the bedroom and opened the closet. "I have something for you." Helena smiled and ran up into the bedroom with Selina.
"What is it?" she asked excitedly.
"I kidnapped your crush from school," Selina said. Helena gasped.
"Mom, you didn't!" she yelled but Selina laughed.
"I got you new clothes," she said and smirked as she pushed her clothes aside. "I think you're going to like it." Helena smiled excitedly but her jaw dropped when her mother showed her the new clothes.
"Mom, I love it," she said.
Catwoman leaped onto a roof and waited for Catgirl. She frowned at the slowness of her daughter. "Helena, come on," Selina said. "You're not really that slow, are you?"
"Shh!" Catgirl said and leaped onto the roof, beside her mother. "I'm Catgirl." Catwoman rolled her eyes. "And no I'm not that slow. Just for a little bit. I need training."
"Alright, fine," Catwoman said and stood up. "First thing about becoming Catgirl: you're sneaky and sexy." Catgirl widened her eyes.
"Uh," she said. "Sneaky and sexy. Got it." Catwoman chuckled.
"Alright. We own this town," she said. "What do you want?" Catgirl smiled.
"Cotton candy," she said excitedly. Catwoman looked at her daughter and frowned.
"Okay, that has to be the stupidest thing you've ever said," Catwoman spat. "What do you want? Gold? Jewelry?"
"I want cotton candy," Catgirl repeated. Catwoman sighed and cracked her whip.
"Cotton candy it is," she said and leaped down the roof to the ground. Catgirl looked over the edge and saw that her mother was gone.
"Catwoman?" she squeaked. Somebody tapped her shoulder and Catgirl screamed and almost fell off the roof but someone grabbed her suit.
"Behind you," Catwoman said and turned her around. "You're really clumsy." She handed Catgirl the cotton candy jar. "Here it is."
"That was fast," Catgirl said with a smile and began to eat it. "You're good at this!"
"I've had training," Catwoman said and took a bite of the cotton candy. "And you will too."