Thank you so much for the many reviews, I am very happy you enjoyed the previous chapter. Here are five new ones for this week's update, still running low on ideas. I hope you like them.

1422. I am not allowed to interrupt a stand-off between Gordon and Zsasz

Victor Zsasz had a really bad day. First he was almost killed by Penguin then arrested on the spot by Gordon and Sean.

With Bullock resigned as cop and working as bartender since, someone had to be by Gordon's side, right? But why of all people it had to be Sean? If it had been anyone else, Victor Zsasz wouldn't have been sitting in the backseat of a police car, but would have escaped the moment Gordon busted into Penguin's nightclub. Instead, Sean was there and arrested him before he could even make it to the door.

Realizing they weren't heading to the GCPD, Zsasz was rendered speechless. Everything became even more confusing when Gordon himself removed the handcuffs then the duct-tape, too. If only he hadn't opened his big cocky mouth, he might have been released, even.

"Gotham will never be yours, Jim! It will always belong to people like me."

Gordon merely turned on his feet and walked away, and not for social distancing reasons. On the contrary. He was going for a typical wild west standoff.

"Sean, give him your gun!"

Sean looked clearly perplexed. "Wait, what!"

"Yeah, what?!" Victor asked as equal confused. This day was going to get weirder by the minute. "Jimmy, you have a death wish or something? I will kill you. Sean, too."

Sean glared at Gordon now and said; "If you think I'll hand my gun to that sicko, you are clearly more deranged than he is!"

Gordon reminded him between clenched teeth; "Without me, you would be victim of Selina's antics again!"

"It doesn't give you the right to tell me what to do with my gun," Sean grumbled then stated; "Besides, with or without your help, I can escape Selina any time!"

Gordon spat at that; "Then why you asked me for my help?"

Sean shrugged at that and said; "I was just feeling bored, that's all. Still doesn't give you the rights to tell me what to do with my gun, though."

Zsasz shook his head with great disappointment before he chimed in; "Serious Jim, can't believe you ask your partner to give me his gun. You should know I will kill you, which means he will be completely defenceless. You are so cruel, Jimmy boy! Tsk."

"Maybe," Gordon half-admitted then grumbled; "but I am just sick and tired listening to people like you Victor. Let's end it here, once and for all!"

"If that's the case," a sudden voice interjected the scene and when the two men and the teenager turned to look, they saw Selina make her way towards them saying; "Gordon should be the one handing his gun to Zsasz. Everyone should know by now that if you want to win a stand-off, you should let Sean do it!"

Gordon grumbled between clenched teeth; "Selina, what are you doing here?"

"Safe your bacon!"

"Go away!"

"No way no!" Selina crossed her arms in front of her chest and said; "I cannot believe you force Sean into your suicide mission. Zsasz will obviously win, we can predict that."

Gordon looked clearly hurt at that and shouted; "A bit of trust in me wouldn't hurt, Selina!"

"It would hurt Sean, though," Zsasz said; "for there will be a bullet in his head because you told him to hand me his gun!"

Jim; "Give him your damn gun, Sean! I need a reason to shoot him without getting into trouble!"

Zsasz snorted at that; "In trouble with who? You're the captain of the GCPD last time I've checked."

Three pair of eyes suddenly stared at Zsasz, and it slowly started to dawn into the latter what he just said. Without waiting for Gordon to open fire on him, Zsasz made a break for it.

1423. I am not allowed to make Gordon's love-life even more complicated

"Hello, James Gordon!" a sudden very familiar female voice said, which belonged to no one other than Valerie Vale. "Fancy seeing you here, in Penguin's nightclub. Who would have thought?"

Gordon responded; "Yeah well, the only other bar in the city belongs to Bullock, and sometimes I just need a break from him, leaving me with only one option. Trust me, can't believe myself either I just said that!"

Valerie laughed; "I meant it's hard to believe Penguin has a nightclub, not you sitting here."

Gordon glared at that and asked; "What are you even doing back in Gotham, Valerie? Or should I ask, how did you get back in Gotham when the bridge is still destroyed?"

"Everything is possible if you know the right people," the journalist said as she sat down on the stool next to Gordon's and smiled; "as for your first question, an anonymous person gave my boss a tip saying there would be a ground-breaking discovery for the world to see, so of course he had to send his best journalist—me!"

Gordon rolled his eyes yet asked, despite knowing better; "Really? What would that be?"

"Documenting the love-life of Jim Gordon, captain of the GCPD while being in lock-down." Valerie then smiled to herself; "I better start thinking of a really good actress to play me. This documentary could be the start of a new show, after all."

Gordon grumbled; "Let me guess, Selina is going to be the director?"

"Yes!" Selina said as she suddenly popped up from behind the bar then grinned; "It's going to be called; the troubled love-life of a troubled cop! Quite catchy, don't you think?"

Gordon's glare said enough

1424. I am not allowed to turn the lights off when there's someone in the toilets

After a day of forced shopping for clothes with their butler and both Bruce and Selina, Sean sneaked away to take a leak in the public bathroom, only to end up in the dark after someone switched off the lights without his consent. It was not hard to guess who that 'someone' was.

"SELINA!" the street boy shouted with murderous intend; "You better run and hide where I can't find you!"

Before Sean could zip up his pants, a whisper near his ear said; "I'm not going anywhere, my Sean-y…"

"AAAAGH! SELINA, WHAT THE FUCK!"

Sean was later seen chasing a madly cackling street girl out of the public toilets.

1425. I am not allowed to sneak up to people and poke their butts

Bruce was minding his own business in the cave when suddenly a hand touched his rear and a voice rang into his ear, hollering; "BUTTS!"

It was a good thing the young billionaire wasn't busy making bombs, otherwise the cave and the mansion would have been blown to smithereens, however, he did cut himself in his finger for handling a knife.

Later, when Alfred asked how something like that could have happened, the only response he got was a silent blush.

1426. I am not allowed to shift blame my crazy antics on Penguin only to make a business out of it

Nygma felt pretty miserable standing in the pouring rain waiting for Lee Thompkins to pick him up and drive him back to their fight club in the Narrows. As he was waiting in misery, a sudden tapping on his right shoulder caught his attention.

Fast as lightning, the villain turned around and saw…Selina. He rolled his eyes and spat; "Stop with whatever you were doing!"

Selina smiled innocent in response; "It wasn't me, dear Nygma. I merely happened to walk by, that is all."

"Well I don't see anyone else," the riddle fanatic retorted; "so it must have been you!"

The street girl put her hands in her hips to size herself up with the tall villain before her and said; "You are terribly wrong, riddle-man! It was the Penguin."

Selina's words prompted Nygma to turn round and round on his heels, scanning the streets for his nemesis. He seemed clearly frightened, and he had every right to be afraid, for there were still rumours going around the 'bird' was creating another bomb after Gordon intervened the previous attempt. He saw no one but himself and Selina.

"He obvious ran," Selina said as if she predicted what Nygma was going to say then explained cocky; "He obviously attempted to hurt you but, when he saw me he got scared and ran. It's no secret he's frightened of me, you see, a birds natural enemy is a cat after all!"

Nygma allowed the girl's words roll through his brains then got a sudden idea and said; "You are going to be my bodyguard, and I won't accept a 'no' for an answer!"

At that, Selina chewed the inside of her cheek and said; "I aint cheap, you should know that before hiring me. Trust me, my previous idea backfired on me and now the old butler makes me pay rent for my room!"

Selina was later seen walking alongside Nygma all dressed up in full body armor and carrying guns. She took her job as bodyguard very serious.

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