17 chapter 17

Danny closed his apartment door and slid down against it until he was sitting on the floor, his bad discarded at his feet. He was so done after tracking down the assassin that falling asleep on the carpet seemed like a good idea.

Of course, his roommates had other plans.

"It's about time you got back," Selina snapped from the sofa. Danny wearily looked up to see her sitting with her legs crisscrossed and a gallon tub of chocolate ice cream rested in her lap.

"Why so catty?" He sneered half-heartedly, dragging himself back up again. He left his bag where it was and plopped next to Selina on the couch. He snatched the spoon from her hand, eliciting a hiss of annoyance from the woman. Danny promptly ignored her and shoveled a heaping of ice cream into his mouth.

Harley's voice filtered through from the bathroom. "Kitty had a run in with Bats. He must've forgot a goodnight kiss."

"Shut up. You're in there sulking because Ivy went out on the town without you," Selina shot back, reclaiming the spoon from Danny as he glared at her.

Harley's pout was audible in her response. "Well, there ain't no reason tah be so mean."

Danny sighed, grabbing the spoon back from Selina as she moved to scoop out some more ice cream. "I think I'm already planning my next trip. Who's the farthest villain from here?"

Selina's eyes narrowed at him. "You could always try the Phantom Zone."

"No need to be so bitchy," he retorted, rolling his eyes. Selina's barbs didn't do much to him at this point.

"Oh please, darling: I'm not bitchy– I'm catty."