All she could think about was him. She looked

All she could think about was him. She looked forward to the day they actually came together but to her disappointment,

he kept putting off their union with paper-thin excuses. "Sorry, gotta iron my dog." "Sorry, gotta save Gotham." "Sorry, gotta timetravel to kill my grandma." She'd had enough. She

was tired of being Batman's catty frienemy. She wanted more. She wanted matrimonial fidelity. No more Joker, Penguin, or Gordon. And esp. no more Robin. "It's me or it's him!"

Batman frowned. He didn't want to fire his sidekick Robin, but he was so into Catwoman. She smiled knowingly and purred like a cat getting the cream. "Anything you say."

"Reeeaaally? You'll do Anything?" Catwoman nodded her head, sat down, lifted her leg heavenward, & began to lick herself like a cat. Robin blushed and threw catnip off the rooftop.

Catwoman leaped after the ziplock bag of catnip! Robin watched as blood pooled around her broken form, & with her dying breath she reached out to cradle the catnip in her arms.

Robin wiped a tear from his mask as he approached Catwoman's lifeless body. In a flash she grabbed his skinny ankle and hung on tight as he tried to beat her back with his Batarang

"Holy Contagion, Catwoman. You don't expect me to have unprotected sex with you, do you?" Catwoman jumped back away from Robin. "You're not being so gallant now, Boy Blunder." Both

of us know better than that in these dastardly times!" "Curses, you're so right!" said the caped crusader. "since the Evil Orange Overthrow no woman's reproductive rights are safe!