(A/N) This story was Beta-read by newsiesgirllaces

This story is inspired by my older sister Intelligence4thestupid. I asked her this question and she answered me. Her answer gave me a great idea. And don't worry, I talked to her. She said she's okay with me writing this story. And, please, please, please don't criticize my Catwoman writing. I don't have even close to the ability it would take to be able to write her. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own The Characters or The show. Why must the world be so, so cruel. *runs away crying*

Why Bat?

Catwoman.

"Hey, Bruce." I said seductively as I walked up behind him, me as Catwoman, him as Batman.

"Hello, Selina. I haven't seen you on patrol, lately." He already knew I was there. Typical.

"Yes, I've been...busy." I said slowly.

"Stealing or plotting?"he really should leave the joke telling to Joker.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Bruce." I informed him innocently.

"Selina, remember, it's Batman in costume."he sounded exasperated as he turned to overlook the city.

"Okay, Batman..." I said, earning a frustrated sigh in response.

"I have one question Bats." I said. I'd been planning this for a while now. I couldn't help but wonder, I mean, really, who wouldn't wonder?

"Why Bat?" I inquired

"What?"

"Why do you put Bat in front of everything?"

He didn't answer for a long while.

I sighed, not expecting an answer.

"What do you mean, Selina? I don't do that."

"Oh really? The Bat-mobile TheBat-caveTheBat-computer The Batman The Bat-suit. Shall I go on?" I pointed out hotly.

"...

I have my reasons."

(A/N) So, If there's a certain person you guys want me to have ask him, leave it in the reviews or pm me. Also, don't ask about Robin. He'll go last. Okay, once I get at least one request I'll go on.