Hi guys, I know The Arrow is not in Gotham TV universe, and maybe not even in Batman comic universe, I don't know, but I thought it would look fun anyway:D

#181. I am not allowed to knock down a vigilante. Even not if I'm entirely sure he's an assassin

The Arrow, chased by some bad-guys, runs through Wayne Manor Forest, trying to shake them off.

Wayne Manor, Selina saunters through the hallway, suddenly picking up the scent of a stranger and it's coming from the study. Then, the sound of footsteps, walking across the study.

*Thinks* Who dares to come into my domain?

Armed with the only weapon she could find (frying pan), Selina stalks into the study and walks upon the 'intruder' from behind, hitting him against the back of his head.

The Arrow drops to the ground, unconsciously.

#182. In reference to rule 181, I am not allowed to tie the vigilante to a chair and interrogate him

The Arrow, slowly opening his eyes, noticing he's tied to a chair. Quickly he tries to fight the ropes off.

"Struggling is pointless!" The Arrow looks up and around him, trying to find the person who just spoke. Nothing. "We know why you're here and we're not afraid of you." The Arrow turns head and this time he notice's a small person, standing in the corner of the room, hidden in the shadows.

*thinks* We? I can only see one. The Arrow freezes as another person walks upon him from behind and about the same time the person in the corner takes a step forward, stepping into the light.

In front of him, a boy, holding a frying pan up dangerously and a girl, clawing her finger nails dangerously close to his face.

"Who are you and how did you find me?" the girl asks, lingering closer, her nails a few inches from his eyes. The Arrow snorts sarcastically. "Who are you and how did you-"

"Listen, kiddles, you better let me go or I-"

"Who else knows her location?" Bruce asks, holding the frying pan dangerously close to the Arrow's face, ready to hit.

"Alright kiddo and curly-"

*in sync* BATCAT!

"Gesundheit. Here's the thing. I was in a situation, running through the forest and I came across this house and…." His eyes widen, looking bewildered around him, looking for something. "Oh no, where's my quiver!"

*at the same time* "We've hidden it!" cued proudly grin. "Somewhere you'll never find it."

the Arrow looks doubtfully, scoping the room with his eyes until he notices the only vase in the room big enough to hide a quiver.

"It's in that vase, isn't it?"

BANG

(K. O. )

Selina and Bruce grin, anticipating what to do with him next

#183. I am not allowed to dress up the vigilante. No matter how amusing it is for Bruce and me

Selina, wetting her finger with her own saliva and sticks it into the Arrow's ear, and the poor vigilante jolts awake, glaring angrily at the two children.

"Would you stop doing that?" Selina and Bruce stare at him, holding in a fit of laughter. "What?" Cue dramatic point to the large mirror by the wall.

The Arrow turns his head, eyes grow wide in shock as he realizes his green leather suit was replaced with a black leather suit and… he was wearing a long black cape. His green mask, replaced with a black mask. One eye hole, the shape of a cat. The other, the shape of a bat. Cat and bat ears on his head.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?"

"Isn't it obviously?" Selina smirks. "You're our toy now."

*In syns* "TEAM BATCAT!"

#184. I am not allowed to let Sherlock deduct the vigilante

"I'm so bored," Sherlock says dully, dragging the word along for like four seconds as he strolls into the study. "Don't know what's got into the criminal classes. Good job I'm not one of them."

"Hey, guess what?" Selina cries, dashing excitedly over to the high functional sociopath. "We caught our first assassin. Can you deduct him for us, please?"

Sherlock glances briefly at, the Arrow, now looking like a freaking experiment between a cat and a bat, and sits down, smiling.

"Oliver Queen, used to be a spoiled brat and a bad boy. Unimaginably rich, a playboy and a notorious womanizer. Was more interested in partying, drinking and being the life of the party. You didn't care who got hurt due to your actions." Bruce and Selina share an impressed look as the Arrow's eyes grow wide. Obviously, Sherlock is spot on. (Of course he is)

"You dropped out of four schools. Despite your party-boy persona, you love and care for your family. Obviously you have a sister. That's why you decided to start wearing that hood. To protect your family and the city you love. Also, to make things right, due to your mom and dad's actions. You love a girl, but, since you decided to become a vigilante, you can't show your true feelings for her….-"

"UNTIE ME, YOU LOONY-BIRD! AND YOU, GIVE ME BACK MY CLOTHES!"

Sadly enough, the Arrow was met with three, equally wide grins.

#185. I am not allowed to hide the vigilante when Alfred walks in

Footsteps approaching the study. Heavy footsteps. And they belong to one person and one person only.

"ALFRED!" Selina screeches alarmed, and with that, Selina grabs the Arrow's clothes. Bruce grabs the quiver and Sherlock drags the Arrow, chair and all, across the room and hides him behind the curtains. Selina duct-tapes his mouth. "My advice, don't move! Alfred is butler by day, military ninja assassin by night!"

Alfred walks in, just in time to see Selina tossing something into a far corner, Bruce hiding something behind his back and Sherlock flopping onto the couch. All three smiling innocently.

"I know I'm not going to get a honest answer, but I'll ask anyway, what are you three up to?"

Selina, trying to be smart; "Bruce and I caught our first assassin and we tied him to a chair and when he was knocked out we dressed him up as BatCat, and after that Sherlock deducted him and then you walked in."

"Smart move, Miss Kyle, but I'm also surprised you're able to tell the truth. Where did you hide him?"

"Somewhere you'll never find him," Bruce says, looking proudly.

"Master Bruce!" Alfred glares angrily.

"Sherlock hid him behind the curtain!" Bruce admits. "And this is his quiver."

Alfred growls, snatching the quiver away from Bruce and pulls the curtain aside, glaring dangerously into the Arrow's eyes.

The vigilante whimpered in fear, for a military ninja assassin as one of the only things that the Arrow terrified enough to wet his pants.

Well, let me know what you think, and if you have any idea's feel free to let me know. Team BatCat vs Arrow ideas are welcome too, if you like to read more of those LOL