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Hey guys, sorry for my EXTREMELY long lack of updates, however, I hope this chapter can somewhat make up for that. I am trying to my best to update more consistent.

#1411. I am not allowed to host a lock down party

Gordon, Bullock, and Alfred enjoyed a nice cup of English blend shipped all the way from England, (it's nice having connections, especially during lock down) when Selina dashed by with party streamers and balloons. Alfred jumped out of his seat and followed her inside the study immediately.

"Miss Kyle, what on Earth you think you're doing?!"

Selina just gave the old butler a cold glare first before stepping on to the large pile of piled up furniture to reach the ceiling then draped the streamers loosely around the chandeliers as she replied sarcastically; "What does it look like I'm doing?" With a leap she landed on the floor next to Alfred and smirked; "I am decorating this place for this party tonight. And You are not going to stop me, because I asked Bruce and he gave me permission!"

Bruce, reading a book in the far back of the study, didn't look up as he stated; "I only said yes if she talked this through with you as well."

Selina folded her arms and huffed angrily; "You never said that, you little bat breath!"

Alfred felt another headache coming up yet tried to look as calm and patient as possible as he spoke to Selina; "Whether Master Bruce said it or not, you can't have a party. You probably might not noticed it yet, but we are in lock down thanks to Mr. Bane and his minions. Gordon and Bullock announced a curfew on live television, mere hours ago!"

"Yeah, I always tune out when their faces appear on TV. I already get to hear and see them enough since they moved in here," Selina said with an eye roll. "And one other thing, I don't see you policing Bane and his minions about this curfew, which is VERY unfair. They get the streets for themselves all night while we are stuck inside! I have every right to have fun too, you know. People just come in by 8pm tonight then leave after 6am in the morning. Bruce has rooms enough for them to sleep. Problem solved!"

Alfred lost his patience instantly. "No, not problem solved Miss Kyle! You will not organize a party, you hear me? Now get those streamers and balloons down, immediately!"

And with that, Alfred turned on his heels and left. Later that evening when Bruce was seemingly fast asleep and Selina sulking in her room, Alfred strutted regally to his own bedroom. Just when he was about to shut his eyes and drift into sleep, loud music echoed though the mansion.

With a quick dash, Alfred found himself downstairs and into the study where he found a bunch of random people dancing and drinking. In the midst of it all, on the couch, sat Sean Ornelas eating a pizza.

"Mister Ornelas, I said no parties!" Alfred scolded.

"Correction…" Sean said as he swallowed a bite of pizza. "You said Selina wasn't allowed to organize a party. You never said anything to me!"

And with that, Sean continued eating his pizza while listening to the music.

#1412. I am not allowed to keep walking into a door

Penguin heard a weird continuing knock onto his front door then when his housemaid Olga didn't seem to bother opening it, he decided to do it himself. Right after opening the door he found Selina, with bloody nose and all.

"About time!" she scolded then continued to walk inside, dripping a trail of blood splatters on the floor as she went. "You should have opened the door much, MUCH earlier."

Penguin rolled his eyes; "Well excuse me I'm not Alfred who opens the door every time he sees you coming, like the goody good butler he is! Also, why you here? Alfred kicked you out?"

"Nah, Sean said he was going to pay some scumbag a visit, so I couldn't help but think of you. You've seen him?"

Penguin clenched his walking cane in his hand, fighting the urge of pummelling Selina who plopped onto the couch. Instead he just too a deep breath then barked; "No, Ornelas is NOT here, lucky for me! But I did see him cross the street near Nygma's place. How about you try your luck there?"

"Nah," Selina shook her head, creating more red splatters on the floor for she took no effort to clean her nose. "Sean always refers to Nygma as 'the pervert.' Can't blame him though, cause these days Nygma seems obsessed with Sean, sending him weird riddles to solve, to test his IQ or something. Trust me, Sean wouldn't go—wait…"

Selina looked as if she just had a sudden realisation.

"What if Sean-y used the scumbag reference to trick me and he in fact went to Nygma?"

Before Penguin had the chance to react, Selina jumped up from the couch then sprinted towards the front door where she proceeded to walk into it, continuously.

Penguin rolled his eyes then proceeded to open it for her.

"About time!" Selina growled as she sprinted outside, leaving a trail of fresh blood splatters.

"Seriously?" Penguin scolded then yelled for Olga, demanding her to clean up the blood before someone would see it and call Gordon and he would be arrested for a murder that he didn't commit.

#1413. I am not allowed to let Bruce think I am going to hug him

"Yo! Long-time no see!"

Bruce, who was studying some newspapers, looked up and found Selina in the patio door way, with her arms brandished wide. She then took a quick dash towards him. Bruce stood up from behind his desk, opening his own arms to welcome Selina back with a warm hug.

To the his shock, Selina came to a sudden halt before she even reached him then turned to face the couch where she dove into without hesitation before cuddling the nearest and softest cushion.

"I missed you so much! Yes I did," the street girl purred then buried herself away into the cushions to take a quick nap.

And Bruce? He just looked very awkward for a moment before quickly rushing into his bat cave where he destroyed the recent footage of the study's surveillance camera. No way he wanted anyone ever find out about it, not even Alfred.

#1414. I am not allowed to make Bruce jealous, just for the fun of it

Alfred entered the bat cave where he found Bruce buried deep in empty potato chips bags and soda pop cans, staring at an old picture of himself and Selina having a pillow fight. He then inhaled a deep saddened sigh.

"I just don't get what she sees in Jack. What does he have what I don't have?"

Alfred sighed; "You know Master Bruce, plenty enough fish in the sea. You find a nice decent girl one day."

"I don't want a nice decent girl, Alfred!" Bruce sobbed. "I want Selina Kyle! My one and only love. But right now she's being swept off her feet by that maniac, dancing and having fun at the Sirens. Stupid Jack. I need a plan to get rid of him."

Alfred, just about to clean up the mess in the cave, suddenly frowned. "Wait, didn't the Sirens shut down weeks ago?"

Bruce poked his head up from the pile of potato chips bags then called out; "How come I don't know that?"

"I have no idea, Master Bruce. I mean, it's not like you are a complete shut-in, am I right?"

Bruce paid no attention to his butler's sarcastic words. He jumped up from the mess he made then demanded Alfred to pretend a call with the most fanciest restaurant in Gotham for him and Silver. Selina would be so jealous and that would be the best revenge ever.

Alfred just sighed and shook his head, wondering when Bruce finally would start making decisions with his brain instead of his hormones.

#1415. I am not allowed to put more gross stuff about Gotham citizens on my social media page.

Sean sits in Lee's waiting room, just for fun and for eaves dropping on the other patients. He then put every gross detail on his social media page.

"Stay away from Alfred Pennyworth for a while. He has a very contagious butt rash."

Jeremiah; "Awe Crap! I was planned to abduct him tonight. Guess I have to wait until that horrible rash is gone."

Sean Ornelas: "Might take a while, according to Lee."

Jeremiah: "*displeased emoji face*"

Alfred, who also followed Sean's social media and read what Sean just wrote, grumbled as he left Lee's office; "Mister Ornelas, stop posting private stuff about me!"

Sean looked indifferent then retorted; "Well, it did just save you from being abducted by Jerome!"

#1416. I am not allowed to try make Sean jealous [I should know it won't work]

"Hello everyone!" Selina called as she entered the room with Jack, holding hands. "Jack and I finally decided to start dating, isn't that great?"

Sean, also present, suddenly said; "About time you finally made up your mind. You started to become pretty annoying, you know that?"

And with that said, Sean exited the room to leave while Selina promptly dropped Jack's hand to sprint after her favorite kitty toy, wailing; "Sean, come back! I still love you more! Don't be jealous, please. I wasn't even holding his hand for real, see...? Just a mannequin arm I stole from some beauty shop. No way I would hold his gross and greasy hand! Sean! Sean?"

"Stop making up your mind and just get a boyfriend for real, Selina! That way Bruce also knows whether it's time for him to move on!"

"But Sean-y, I want you-"

Selina could say no more for a door was being shut in her face and she could do was pout and find another method to try make Sean jealous.

Sorry it's so short, I really wanted to finally update it again. Any suggestions, feel free to drop them.