A little while later, Alfred hears a knock at the door and goes to answer it, finding Jim, Ed, and Bullock standing at the door. Bullock looks tired and drunk, and Ed is smiling and holding a bag of chips.

"Hello," Alfred says, "What are you lot doing here?"

Jim sighs, "Selina told me she saw an assassin in the bushes and needed me to come over and investigate."

Bullock growls, "Selina told me there was going to be beer."

Ed grins, "Selina told me we were going to go camping!"

Selina ran down the stairs dressed in her camping gear, arms outstretched, and slid on the floor until she was standing beside Alfred, "You're right! We're going camping!" She was followed by Bruce (who was sweating from having to carry both of their backpacks) and her cats, all following her in a line.

"What is the meaning of this?" Alfred bellowed, face turning red.

Selina put on a disappointed face and wagged her finger, "Alfred, is that any way to treat our guests?" she smirked, before skipping off into the woods as a smiling Bruce and the four groaning adults followed her. Selina's four legged friends, trailing behind.

"Do they really have to come?" Ed asks, looking very displeased at the cats, wondering why Alfred actually put up with them. Was one cat not enough? Nobody answered Ed's question. Alfred and Jim knew it was better not to provoke Selina and Bullock, well Bullock was too drunken anyway. He could even barely stand on his feet.

"Bullock, catch!" Selina cries all the sudden, grabbing the backpack and tossing them one at the time toward the unaware cop. One backpack hit him in his stomach the other to his head, causing him the double over onto the ground. Bruce and Selina skipped further into the woods until they disappeared between the tree's and only their laughter was heard, which also disappeared in matter of seconds.

"Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?" Bullock huffs, crawling back up. They all turn their heads toward him. "We can leave them here. No-one will ever find them!" Cue wide smirk.

After a little walking, Selina finally yells, "Here we are!"

Alfred fumes, "This is the woods outside the manor! We're like two minutes away from the mansion! What's the point?"

"The point is camping! Everyone, set up your tents!"

Bruce dropped Selina's backpack on the ground next to her and collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.

"Why is Bruce holding your backpack?" Jim asks.

Selina proudly smirks, "I told him I'd let him kiss me."

Everyone stares, Bruce on the ground starts blushing.

"Okay people, let's get a campfire started!"

Ed and Jim found some firewood nearby, and Selina rubbed two sticks together until it became a fire. The gang sat in a circle around the fire and stared at each other. Selina broke the silence screaming, "Who wants to tell campfire stories?"

"Don't mind me if I do," " Bullock huffs, trying to stand up on his wobbly feet but fails when one of Selina's catch runs off screaming because he stepped on its tail. Selina throws and angry glare at him, racing after her cat to retrieve it. When she returns, cat and all, Bullock hadn't even started his story yet. Bruce had told him to wait. "Sit down, Cat freak!" cue point over to the log between Bruce and Alfred. Selina does, gently stroking her cat.

And that's when Bullock starts his totally dramatized campfire story ever. Obviously the alcohol started to effect his brains.

"I was 15 years old and my old man forced me to camp with him in this woods to be precisely. He called it; daddy/son bonding trip!" Bullock snorts, remembering it all again. "I was sitting with my dad, eating steak and drinking beer by the fire when we suddenly heard this wild roar!" Bullock tries to give his best impression of the 'roar' which only seemed to work on Ed because the guy immediately screamed like a girl, jumping up and causing his marshmallow fly through the air. "And that's when I saw it. The fabled monster of Gotham City. It had to be ten feet tall, with thick brown hair and huge snarling fangs. I barely escaped with my life, but my dad wasn't so lucky. I only saw the beast for a second when it bit off my dad's arm, and we never returned to this woods again..."

Jim tapped Bullock's shoulder, "You said your dad lost his arm in the war."

"Sshhhh..."

No one said a word, Bruce and Selina looking at each other, then back at Bullock. Finally, Selina said, "You know you just confessed to underaged drinking in front of a cop, right?"

Jim waved, and Bullock stomped his foot. "That's not the point!"

Selina scoffed and put her cat down. "Please, there's no way anyone is dumb enough to be scared by that, right Bruce?" She nudged him, then when he didn't say anything, she looked over to see him not blinking, completely pale like a deer in headlights with pee running down his leg. Bullock laughed, and Selina patted him on the shoulder. "It's okay, It's okay."

"Well, the girl is right," Nygma says, taking a nibble from his marshmallow. "I never heard of the baffled monster of Gotham City...-"

"Fabled monster of Gotham City, my friend," bullock exclaims so suddenly and into Nygma's ear his shrieks up, glaring over to him. Bruce even starts more whimpering. "And when you've heard his cries, You believe. Trust me! Hm?" And that's when Bullock cups both hands on each side of his mouth, throws his head into his neck and cries out the most strange animal noise ever heard. It even makes Alfred and Jim turning pale. "That's right. Let that roll around in your head for a minute."

Selina scoffs, "You're not scaring me with your wild and loony story."

Bullock zooms his face close to hers, staring deep and deranged into her green eyes. "Really? What if there were... spiders out there in the dark, hm? Giant spiders. Spiders big enough to swallow that precious and over grown cat of yours over there and then barf out his bones? Bleh-ehh-ehh-ehh!"

"Leave Alfred JR out of this!" Selina screeches and her voice slightly trembles. Quickly she picks up the Maine Coon and squishes him into a hug before leaving into her tent.

"Yeah, that's right! go to bed! Sleep! If you can..."

Everyone is deep asleep. The fire burns out and sounds from the woods startle Bullock awake. "Ah! what was that?" When he looks aside of him he sees Jim and Nygma are asleep. Bullock gasps as he hears more animal cries echoing through the woods. slowly he crawls out of his tent and ventures into the forest. But only because he has to. His blather starts to act up.

While taking a leak in a shrub nearby, a 'creature's' shadow is running around and startles Bullock some more and he softly mutters; Fabled monster of Gotham City! I knew it...

Then, the shadow casts over him again and Bullock screams his lungs out when it suddenly attacks him. Swinging his arms around him to chase it away but nothing works. Bullock drops to the ground, crawling himself up to a ball. Which is hard for a man his size.

suddenly something starts picking against his head, and when Bullock opens his eyes he sees its a chicken.. Full of relief; "Oh... it's just a chicken."Clears throat; "Hellooo breakfast!"

Ready to grab the chicken, suddenly another shadow casts over Bullock and when he turns to see, he stands face to face with the 'creature' that haunted him since he was 15.

"Aaaahhhh!" Bullock screams, running back into the camp, making everyone startled up from their sleep and sticking their heads out their tents. Slowly, rubbing their eyes and yawning the crowd walks upon the very scared Bullock. "Chicken! Roaring... roaring huge chicken! Chicken roar huge... huge roaring chicken!"

"Is he saying he saw a huge roaring chicken?" Nygma asks, puzzled look on his face.

"Not chicken," Bullock pants heavily. "Fabled monster of Gotham City! Huge! Massive! What's the other word... colossal!"

"But what happened with the chicken?" Nygma asks.

"Forget the chicken!" Bullock stomps his foot, hands gripping deranged at his own hair. "We've got to get out of here!"

Selina yawns behind her hand; "Is anyone falling for this?"

"I don't know," Jim starts, placing his hand onto Bullock's shoulder who still pants like an over heated rhinoceros. "I haven't seen him this freaked out since he found a leech on his..."

"I'll stop you right there!" Alfred cuts Jim off, knowing exactly what the next word was going to be. Selina grins. "But fine, just lets go there and check out so we all can go back to sleep."

"Yeah." Bruce says, his voice wavering. "You should go and check it out."

Selina laughs, looking at Bruce. "Kid, are you scared?"

"N-no, but if Detective Bullock is right, it could be dangerous. I d-don't want anyone to get hurt."

Selina bats her eyelashes and pouts her lips, lightly touching Bruce's nose with her finger. "Fine. You can stay here alone in the dark while the rest of us go looking for the monster in the woods."

As the gang starts to walk off towards the dark, led by Bullock, Selina could see Bruce reluctantly starting to follow, and she smirks. Alfred sighs, saying, "Where exactly did you see the monster?"

"Not far." Bullock whispers, "Should be around here somewhere."

The gang starts becoming more wary as they got deeper into the woods. One of Selina's cats brushes past Ed's leg, making him jump. Finally, Bullock stops moving, holding his hand up and whispering, "We're here. The monster should be somewhere around here."

Ed stepped to the front of the group, looking around. "Well, I don't see any- AAAIIIIEEE!"

He jumped up as something touched his leg and started running back to hug Jim, who looked weirded out as he tried gently pushing Ed off of himself. Selina looked to the front, and saw a chicken, small and white, pecking at the ground. "You people are pathetic."

"The monster was right here!" Bullock yelled. "I swear, I saw something huge."

Ed regained his composure. "What can you see and still not believe in?"

"You calling me a liar?" Bullock asked.

Selina shrugged. "Or he called you an acid trip."

Alfred led the others back to the campfire, Bullock stomping the ground and going with the others. Selina was the last to turn back, and peered from behind the trees as she saw a tall, hairy figure running past the woods and into the dark.