"I must be the happiest girl in the world," Harley said before she went to her bed to take a nap.
"Don't worry, Bruce. I'll save you before you're too far gone," a mysterious voice murmured as she looked around the corner. She snuck out of the Batcave and disappeared.
"Master Bruce, Miss Kyle is here," Alfred said. Bruce looked up in surprise.
"What is she doing here?" Bruce asked. He was worried that she may find out about Harley.
"I don't know, sir, but I suggest you answer the door before she gets suspicious," Alfred replied. Bruce ran to the door.
"Hey, Bruce. It's good to see you. How long has it been?" Selina asked.
"Yea, nice to see you too. Come in." Selina walked in. She looked around for a second and asked, "Bruce, do you mind if we speak in your study. It's personal."
"Sure." He followed her to his study and closed the door behind him.
"So what did you want to-mmphhhh?" Bruce was met with a passionate kiss, tongue and all. Selina pushed him down into a chair.
"Just sit down a minute. This kitty's going to teach you a thing or two."
"Selina, stop. I'm already involved with someone else and it's serious. Now get off." Bruce pushed her off of him and walked out onto the balcony.
"Who is it? Oh, wait, I already know. It's that stupid, blonde, no good for anything Jester, isn't it?" Bruce was speechless. How did she know?
"What makes you think it's her?"
"Honey, I'm not stupid. I saw her in the Batcave. And rumor has it that you have kissed her. I thought you loved me, Bruce, and not that blonde bimbo," Selina said, sounding hurt.
"I did. But you considered it all a game. And when I needed to know whether it was true or not most, you let me down. You said that you weren't ready to be declawed and that we're playing a game called 'The Bat and the Cat'. After that, you swung away. Do you have any idea how much that hurt, Selina? Do you?" Selina looked at him, dumbstruck.
"And to think that I waited on you for two years to be ready. All of it was a waste of time. You'll never want to be declawed and you'll never want to turn over to the good side with me. So yeah, Selina, it hurt. It hurt worse than the way you feel now, I can tell you that."
"Miss Quinn, I think you should come with me and hear this," a voice said suddenly. Harley spun around and looked. It was an old man that looked to be in his sixties and he wanted her to come with him.
"Who are you?" Harley asked.
"Never mind that. You need to come with me now."
"Okay, I guess." Harley got up and followed him out.
"If you don't mind, I'll have to put this blindfold on you, miss." Harley stood still and allowed him to put it on her.
"Follow me." The old man held her shoulder and gently guided her to their destination. Soon she heard, "I did. But you considered it all a game. And when I needed to know whether it was true or not most, you let me down. You said that you weren't ready to be declawed and that we're playing a game called 'The Bat and the Cat'. After that, you swung away. Do you have any idea how much that hurt, Selina? Do you?"
"Cat?"
"Shhh." Harley listened more and heard, "And to think that I waited on you for two years to be ready. All of it was a waste of time. You'll never want to be declawed and you'll never want to turn over to the good side with me. So yeah, Selina, it hurt. It hurt worse than the way you feel now, I can tell you that."
"She hurt B-Man! I'm gonna tear inta her like stink on poo!" Before Alfred could stop her, Harley ran into the room.
"I might not be able ta see a thing but I'm gonna beat you up, Cat! You hurt B-Man and for that you're gonna be sorry!" Batman took one look at her, ran toward his mask that was lying on the desk, and put it on.
"How sweet. The silly little girl trying to protect her big, brooding, and handsome Bat."
"You're gonna leave my B-Man alone or I'll beat the crap outta ya!" Harley then connected her fist with Catwoman's jaw sending her staggering backwards.
"Okay, let's fight."
Ooh, what will happen next? Will Harley kick Catwoman's butt or Catwoman kick Harley's? I know the answer!