Catwoman sat there while Harley got her panties in a bind. Taking every verbal abuse Harley had in her. Her acrobatic act on the table wasn't impressing and seeing her almost lose her balance here and there was all that was keeping Selina's attention. Then the comment came about her bosom and with fire in her heart and she was ready to tear this girl apart bell by bell. "Excuse me?" Selina began but was interrupted by the light of Isis came into the room.
Once the excitement of that was over and Harley's annoying little voice came back Catwoman shot daggers with her eyes. "Now Harley, I know you are jealous of my beautiful bosom, I mean who wouldn't be? But just because you are only working with an A cup, that is not my fault. I feel like that has to go to the genetics. I am all natural and if you don't believe me ask puddin' over there. He should be more than happy inform you of all the fun I can bring forth, using more than a little acrobatics."
Catwoman paused to let that sink in then continued. "I have also be blessed with a costume that not only compliments my body, but makes it more noticeable to the eye. Honey, I made this in the dark and it came out a hell of a lot better than yours. It doesn't make my thighs look massive, nor does it make my head look like an over blown balloon. Though maybe that's not the outfits fault, maybe this is also a blame that should go to the genetics. You're head might even be too full of hot air for you to come up with a decent come back."
Catwoman rose and walked across the table with joy, "I may be flirty sweetheart but it's better than being the class clown. It's better than going after a man who doesn't even know I'm there. Trust me, Harley, if you were to disappear, Joker here would have a new Harley, or Haley, or Hannah, before you had the chance to say goodbye." With that Catwoman clawed at her head and allowed a bell to fall from her joker attire and fall to the ground.
"Lastly, dear, I belong here even more than you do. You don't even belong here. What is so super about you? You are a clown with no smarts, nor talents. Big Head over there has more to bring to the table than you, and he has a time limit of power." Catwoman said, her words like poison hoping that she would take in ever ounce of what she was saying. She drew her claws and prepared for a battle. One hand hovering over her whip. Bring it on, Harley. She thought with a small smile inching across her lips.
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