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#1: We're not allowed to ask questions about the White House
As the kids enter the White House, the three cops and Alfred walk at the front, gazing at the hallway in awe as they're led by their tour guide. The group passes the grand hall, where they find portraits of all the previous presidents and important artifacts being hung up.
"Hey, look!" Selina says. "It's a portrait of Abraham Lincoln!"
Jim looks up at the portrait and sighs, "Selina, that's George Washington."
"And that's George Washington!" Selina grins, pointing to another portrait.
Alfred slaps his forehead, "No, that's Abraham Lincoln. What kind of history class did you kids take?"
TWO MONTHS AGO...
"Hey, Bruce!" Selina whispers with a grin while at school, peering into Mr. Zeus' office. "This is the perfect chance to get back at him for failing you on that test!"
Bruce sighs, "It was my fault, I should have studied more."
Selina smiles at him, "You studied a bunch. Hey, Jonny, do you have any prank stuff?"
Jonathan walks over and looks in his backpack, pulling out a blue smoke bomb. "This is a gas bomb that will temporarily mess with his vision. Will this work?"
"That's awesome!" Selina cheers, taking the gas bomb and throwing it into Mr. Zeus' office, and then running away with Bruce and Jonathan.
An hour later, Bruce, Selina, and the rest of the kids are sitting in their seats quietly and patiently while Mr. Zeus walks in, rubbing his eyes. When he takes his hands off, his eyes are blue. He turns to the class and says, "Okay class, today we'll be learning about US Presidents." He points at a picture of George Washington and says, "This is Abraham Lincoln."
BACK IN THE PRESENT...
"Hey, Sean?" Selina asks. "Who do you think would win in a fight between JFK and Abraham Lincoln?"
"Pfft, Abe, obviously." Sean says. "He fought in the civil war. Okay, who'd win in a fight between George Washington and Theodore Roosevelt?"
"Hmmm..." Bruce thought. "Well, Teddy has his horse, but George did that thing with the Delaware. What do you think, Alfred?"
"I think that's a disrespectful question and that the presidents would be frowning upon you right now."
The kids were quiet for a second, and then Selina asked, "Who'd win in a fight between Abe and Alfred?"
Sean and Bruce laughed, "Abe would kick Alfred's ass!"


#2: We're not allowed to make ourselves feel at home
"Okay, here's your room." The tour guide says, leading the kids into the guest room of the White House. "The adults will stay in another room. Feel free to make yourselves feel at home!"
The adults follow the tour guide out, and Selina turns to the rest of the kids and grins, "Well, let's make ourselves feel at home. Someone get the streamers and the exercise balls."
TWO HOURS LATER...
"NOT THAT MUCH AT HOME!" Alfred yells. "AND GET THOSE VOODOO DOLLS AND THAT PAINTING OF MISTER ORNELAS IN A SPEEDO OFF THE WALL!"
"I gotta say – you were right, Alf." Selina grins. "Art class wasn't a waste of time."


#3: We're not allowed to snoop.
Selina and Annie are sneaking into the oval office in the dark while everyone else is asleep, and Selina is picking the lock on the door. As soon as they're inside, they start looking around in awe.
"Hey, look!" Selina grins. "It's President Becker's computer!"
She runs over and powers on the computer, using the mouse to scroll through some files.
"I'm pretty sure that we'd go to federal jail for doing this." Annie says.
"We're not messing with anything, we're just looking." Selina shrugs. "Besides, if we have to get away quick, I have you. Now let's see..."
Annie sighs and walks over to look at the computer. "Wow, is that... a robot army?"
"Wow, and look!" Selina says. "An invitation email to the Illuminati Christmas party!"
"Wait... Area 51?" Annie asks. "What's in there?"
Selina is just about to click on the Area 51 page when suddenly,
"YOU TWO GIRLS GET AWAY FROM THAT COMPUTER!" Alfred yells, just as Annie grabs Selina's arm and speeds away. Alfred sighs and goes over to turn off the computer when the file on Area 51 catches his eye. He looks around to see if anyone's there, and then slightly moves his hand to click on the file, and suddenly, his eyes light up. "Wait... could that be?"


#4: We're not allowed to adjust the security system
"Okay, Annie. You know what to do, right?" Selina asks.
Annie stands in front of the cat burglar holding an armful of security cameras. "Yeah, but... why are we doing this?"
"You'll see."
Annie shrugs and superspeeds away around the White House multiple times until there are security cameras wired into the main system exactly where Selina planned them. When she comes back in front of Selina, she says, "Okay, now what?"
Selina smiles and turns back to the laptop in front of her. "Now with these security cameras, we can see what's going on all over the White House."
Annie looks at her confused, "But there are already a bunch of cameras everywhere. Why did we need more?"
"These ones are put in... special places." Selina grins.
Annie just watches the cameras as Sean steps into the bathroom and hides behind a shower curtain. Selina then presses a button, and the camera feed switches to a camera inside the shower.
"You're a genius." Annie smirks.


#5: We're not allowed to be involved in politics.
In the White House debate hall, President Becker is sitting before a row of people, and a debate mediator is telling him that he can speak. Alfred, Bruce, Annie, and Selina are sitting in the back watching the debate. Alfred says that the kids need to learn a thing or two about politics if they're staying in the White House.
"The Republicans oppose our bill only because it will not benefit those in their order." President Becker says, standing up. "We have to think of the entire country here, not just the ones that reform to right-wing ideas."
"False." says a Republican candidate. "We are not only protecting a civic nationality, but an ethnic group. What you move to do would infringe on-"
"Or..." Selina says, standing up, against the will of her furious butler. "We could just not do anything and throw a dance party!"
"What?" asks the republican candidate.
Annie jumps up and says, "Yeah, and the radio stations could play a non-stop dubstep remix of our national anthem all day! And anyone who doesn't dance must be arrested upon discovery!"
Bruce jumps up and smiles, "And maybe we could send Valentine's day cards to the leader of North Korea!"
"Why do I even bother?" Alfred sighs, slumping back in his seat with his hands in his face.


Nine months ago...

Hillary Clinton stumbled into a dark hall out of nowhere. Dazed, she looked around in shock and confusion, taking a few steps down the hall when she heard some footsteps. She reached for the gun on her belt, but her fingers passed through the air and thought, oh yeah, I banned those.
"Where am I?" Hillary asked. "What happened to me? Who are you?!"
"I think the question you should be asking is... what can happen to you?" With a dramatic musical sting, a man stepped out of the shadows of the dark hall. He was wearing a white lab coat and had circular glasses and a chinstrap beard. "My name is Professor Hugo Strange. You are in the cellar of Indian Hill... in 1979."
"1979?" Hillary gasped. "How?"
"You see, from analyzing newspapers and keeping an eye on the townspeople, I think I have identified time travellers in our midst. I've been keeping an eye on a young girl named Annie Visser and her friend Selina Kyle."
"Those are the names of the people I met before! When that girl let go of me when we were running through time, I must have been stranded in a random time period."
Professor Strange nodded. "Indeed. See, using the tachyon trail that Miss Visser leaves behind whenever she runs through and then splicing the anti-matter particles with Victor Fries' regenerative formula to create an infinite supply, I have created a device which allows me to travel through time. In exactly nine months from now, Annie Visser's friends will travel to the White House to meet President Becker. Years after that, Donald Trump wins an election and becomes President of the United States. I believe that these two events have an inter-temporal connection – one cannot occur without the other happening first. Stop President Becker from being President now, and you prevent Donald Trump from being President in the future."
Hillary gasped in shock. She couldn't believe what she was hearing, but after she had just lost, she was willing to try anything to become President. "Why do you want to help me?"
Professor Strange smirked, "Thanks to my time machine, I've seen my own future. I'm caught by Detective Jim Gordon and put in federal jail. As a result, Fish Mooney finds me and forces me to create a monster army that destroys not only Gotham city, but all of America. I need President Becker gone and replaced with a president who can keep me out of federal prison until what needs to be done is done. That's you. What do you say, Mrs. Clinton?"
"How do we do it?" Hillary grinned, an evil smile spreading across her face.
Professor Strange opened a door behind him, and Hillary followed him through it. A flight of stairs led up from the ground into broad daylight, where wind blew in her face. Professor Strange stood in front of a bright purple bicycle with two seats.
"Your time machine is a purple bicycle?" Hillary asked.
Professor Strange sighed, "It's all I could afford! The Court of Owls can take over the entire city but can't give me a raise after eight f*cking years of working for them, I swear. You getting on or what?"
Suddenly, Ms. Peabody ran up from the stairs and yelled, "Careful, Professor Strange! Remember, the time period you're going to is dangerously close to when Area 51 is-"
Before she could finish, Hillary had gotten on the backseat of the bicycle, and Professor Strange calibrated the settings on the keypad at the front. The two of them started pedalling, and a swirling green portal appeared in front of them.
"We're coming for you, President Becker!" Professor Strange yelled, before he and Hillary disappeared through the portal.