Chapter 3 - AlleyCat, HouseCat, SchoolCat (Part 1)
A/N: And here le Chapter Trois (p.s. I have no idea why I put that in French).
This one isn't about pets, just about Bruce and Selina and what happens to them at school.
Disclaimer: Do not own Gotham.
"No! I'm not going!" Bruce heard as he headed down the stairs of the Manor and into the kitchen, just as Selina jumped over the island and ran past him out of the room. "You can't make me!" She shouted at Alfred, the Butler chasing her out of the kitchen.
Bruce sat at the island, where a dry-cleaned girl's school uniform was laid out, protected by a cover that likely came from one of the high-end dry cleaners. Bruce then realised exactly what was happening: Selina was going to school.
Selina's going to school! Bruce thought, a sense of excitement filling him; then that sense of excitement turned to one of dread. Selina's going to school, my school.
It could be fun, part of him argued. It could also be disastrous and get you into so much trouble, the other part of him argued. But if you have to go back to school then going with Selina would likely be more bearable.
Bruce was then brought out of his internal argument, when a Alfred returned to the kitchen carrying a struggling Selina over one shoulder. The Butler dropped Selina onto the stool next to Bruce, before getting an icepack from the fridge and placing it over the side of his neck.
"Now then, you cheeky little minx, you're going to go put that uniform on and go to school," Alfred said as he pointed at the girl in question. "Or so help me, you'll wish you were back on the streets."
Bruce looked between Alfred and Selina, watching as Alfred's fiery, demanding look fought against Selina's equally first resolve. "Listen up old man. I'm not going. And you. Can't. Make me." The girl raised higher on her stool and leaned against the counter top, glaring at Alfred.
"Well then, Miss Kyle, I shall just go and put up an ad for two house cats, shall I?" Alfred threatened as he straightened up.
"You wouldn't dare!" Selina banged the counter top so hard that it made Bruce jump behind her.
"Oh I would indeed." Alfred raised an eyebrow, tempting her argue more.
"Fine! I-"
-Bats, Cats and Other Such Creatures-
"-Can't believe I'm doing this!" Selina complained as she walked up the stairs of Anders Prep, Bruce walking beside her.
"Don't worry. It may seem bad now but I'm sure it'll improve soon." Bruce said trying to reassure the girl, Selina currently pulling at the skirt she had been forced to where.
"Yeah. Whatever you say B." Selina told him, as Bruce led her into their first class.
After a half-hour of pretending to listen to the teacher drone on about numbers, Selina had started writing notes to Bruce, who after a bit of pestering had begun writing back.
I thought you said this would be fun. :| I'm bored!
It's algebra. It's not suppose to be fun. It's suppose to be educational.
Well I don't do educational. I do fun.
In that case it's likely to be quite a long day for you.
Bruce sent the note just before the teacher slammed a stick against her desk to get the students' attentions before she began to shout at one of the boys in the front row.
Sounds lame. Hey don't you think she looks like a cross between a baboon's butt and a chicken when she's angry. ;)
I'd say she looks more like a pigeon what with the way her head keeps going backwards and forwards. And yes she does look as red as a baboon's buttocks.
I've got an idea. Just watch and enjoy.
Bruce turned and watched as Selina got out of her chair, and as quietly as, well as a cat, she walked past the teacher, who was now helping a student on a problem, and crouched on her desk. Selina then picked up a board eraser and began to rub out the equations on the chalkboard, replacing them with multiple crude words that shocked the more innocent of the students.
"Oh! Miss Kyle! What on Earth do you think you are doing?!"
"Fixing." Selina didn't even look as she continued changing the board's content.
"Excuse me? What do you mean by 'fixing'?"
"This stuff is boring. I'm making it more exciting." Bruce watched as the teacher began to turn red once more.
"Miss Kyle! If you do not stop writing such foul words then I will send you to the Principal's Office."
"Good luck trying to do that." Selina laughed as she finished writing on the board, before turning around to face the furious teacher. Selina then jumped onto the teacher's desk, and began kicking equipment off the desk.
"That is it! Miss Kyle! Report to the Principal's Office right now! Before I must get someone to drag you there!"
"Fine, don't have to tell me twice." Selina just shrugged and jumped off the desk, walking out of the room.
-Bats, Cats and Other Such Creatures-
Alfred waited by the car as students began to pile out of the school; he waited until the entrance of the school was empty of students and yet there was no sign of Master Bruce not of Miss Kyle.
Alfred walked into the school building just to hear a loud crash, followed by the pitter-patter of expensive shoes on waxed floors. Alfred then looked over and watched as Bruce ran down the corridor, Selina running silently after him.
"Alfred, start the car!" Bruce shouted at him as he passed his stunned butler.
"Wait are waiting for old man? Move!" Selina also shouted as she ran past Alfred, just moments after Bruce.
Alfred quickly exited the building, and took his position in the driver's seat, while Bruce and Selina shouted at him to drive. Alfred started the car, pulled out of park and began driving, as Bruce and Selina looked out the window to see the Principle, covered in jelly and gravy, run outside.
"So, Miss Kyle, how was you first day of school?" Alfred asked, looking into the rear-view mirror.
"Horrible." Selina said, smirking at Bruce who smiled back. "But I could get use to it, with," Selina paused momentarily, "some bribery of course."
"Alfred drive us to the mall." Bruce ordered, making Selina smirk even wider and peck Bruce on the cheek quickly. As he turned a corner Alfred looked back to see two very happy, and two very red teenagers playing in the back of the car, making the elder man smile to himself.