The new warden of Arkham Asylum looked at her new prisoner through the glass mirror. Given the task to turn down the escapes from Arkham was her number one priority. Who more prefect to test the new process on then the master escape artist herself, Catwoman. The warden pressed on the button in front of her as she began to speak into the microphone.
"Now Miss Kyle, you do know that this place is only for those with a mental illness?"
"Oh yes I know that darling. You see, I just have this strange urge to take something to my liking. If it belongs to someone else or not doesn't seem to concern of me, I believe my lawyer described me as a kleptomaniac." The tone in Selina's voice caused the warden to tighten her grip until the pen snapped in frustration. Selina just sat alone in the room grinning at the mirror in front of her as the warden contained herself to finish the interview.
"I see." Looking over to the assistants besides her, they seemingly gave her the okay. "Well I hope you enjoy your stay her in Arkham and live.... comfortably. "
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Now dressed in the standard orange uniform, Selina tried to have some fun with the guard. "How long do you think you can keep me locked up this time? A week? A day?" The guard just ignored her taunting and continued walking her downstairs to her personal room. "Don't be like that big guy, I will be sure to say goodbye to you when I escape." Her taunting paused for a brief moment as they approached a door she was far to familiar with. "Solitary confinement already, you sure know how to treat a lady. At least let me say hello little old Harley and Ivy."
Without a response the guard just shoved her into a surprisingly lit room and closed the door. In fact the whole room came to a surprise to Selina. It resembled a studio apartment more than a cell. It had everything; an actually bed, bathroom, couch, fridge, cabinets, TV, all crammed into a 20x20 space.
"I hope you like the adjustments I made." Selina looked around and found the Warden's voice coming from the speakers around the room. "I felt like the old one was to barbaric for proper rehabilitation. Let us know if anything is not to your liking, we can hear and see you if anything is needed."
'Meeeeeow' Selina quickly scooped out the room for any flaws or exploits for her escape and found many. 'This warden must be even more crazy than the rest us.' Extra sheets, bobby pins, easy access to electrical equipment, it was almost like they wanted her to escape. The only annoying part was the constant sound of the elevator like music playing in the room.
"Your rehabilitation process will begin in two weeks." The voice from the speakers announced. "Until then make yourself at home. You are a patient in my care, not a criminal. I will correct you into the image I see fit so you can adjust into society again."
"Whatever you say hun." She was eager to begin further scoping out the room, but didn't want to make it to obvious. "Hope you don't mind if do a couple stretches to feel more at home do." The agilely villain then proceeded to demonstrate her aerobic ability all over the room in her playful manor. She spotted only 3 cameras with what looks to be like 4 blind spots and a speaker at each corner. She became more and more suspicious throughout the day, looking for hidden cameras or wires. Nothing was found. The cabinets could have even been broken to form a weapon if she wanted to. This whole setup scream rookie warden all over it.
Wasting no time she then plopped onto the couch and turned on the TV. 'There ain't no rush to leave this time. Might as well enjoy this little vacation I have been given.'
Back in the office the Warden began scribbling notes in her journal. "Begin phase one of the plan. I want all of you to document any changes that you see through this phase precisely." The Warden then walked out leaving her assistants to monitor Catwoman.
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4 weeks later
It didn't take long for the new inmate to fall into a routine of laziness. The joy of kicking back for once without a care in the world was nice. Although she began to get a little too carefree. Without a view into the outside world, night and day become irrelevant. Her sleep schedule was soon thrown out, and her track of time was soon lost as she began to fall deeper and deeper without realizing it.
"Geesh Debbie, how can you be so *munch* dumb. He's clearly the killer." Although the idea of watching TV all day sounded horrible to her at first, she quickly came around to it thanks to the music playing in the background. "Don't say I didn't warn you *munch*." In fact this has pretty much became her daily life now, sitting on the couch talking to the TV with a snack in her hand. At first she began talking to the TV to mock the people watching her, but it soon become a habit of hers. The Warden watched with pleasure at her first test subject as everything was going according to plan. Selina found herself passing out on the couch more and more, rather than heading to the actually bed. The little cat naps become more frequent than getting a full nights sleep. Her energy and motivation to practice her acrobatic moves took a dive with her lack of rest. Now her gymnast like body was buried under her fat with the new life style. In her mind she was the still the same sly Catwoman that roamed the darker side of Gotham. She chuckled to herself as she thought about how easy it would be to take the actress' job on TV, before throwing another hand full of chips into her mouth. The background music in the room practically went by unnoticed by Selina now. It continued to help her relax and feel comfortable. Her mindset was set to let go and enjoy every bit of this little break. No worries every crossed her mind. She felt like she could escape at anytime she wanted, if she every wanted to.
*Hmpf* With a little extra effort she got off the couch, letting a bit of her love handles peek out from beneath her shirt. She quickly tossed her empty bag aside and headed off to fetch a new snack. No longer was her body that of a criminal able to run circles around the Gotham police force. Now what stood was a body that would jiggle at the slightest jog. Perhaps at one point a lean body of 140 pounds of muscle walked around this room, but now it was replaced with a pudgy body of 160 pounds of junk food. Almost by second nature she pulled down the orange shirt as it now hugged her body closely. All over, she devolved a new layer of fat to mark her stay here. Suddenly a voice from the speakers startled as she finally reached the cabinets for more snacks.
"Hello Miss Kyle, it has been so long since we last spoke. I hope you are enjoying your stay. Sorry to inform you, but we can't started your rehabilitation today. There has been an emergency that I must take care of."
It came as news to hear that 2 weeks have passed already but she just rolled with it. "Oooh, let me guess. A prison break?" A sly chuckle came from the newly soften face. "I'm telling you hun, you can't keep us down for long." She began to snack on a began of cookies she got from the cabinet."*munch* You should just keep us here for a week or whatever makes you feel good about yourself and let us free after." Selina continued lecturing the camera on her slow walk back to the couch. "Otherwise guards will get hurt and wardens will get fired. Speaking of which, will you be a good little warden and fetch me some more of the cheesecake I had earlier? Otherwise, I will go get it myself and you will have another prison break on your hands *munch*." She then plopped herself on the couch and flipped on the TV.
"Is she ready for phase 2 yet Warden? It seems like she hasn't even noticed that 4 weeks have passed instead of 2. I think we have made really good progress." The assistant then flinch as the Warden responded with snapping another one of her pens.
"No." A long pause filled the air as she muddled with her thoughts. "Keep her on phase one for two more weeks. Add this command with the current list of tracks we have playing for her. She seems to not understand the position I hold over her yet. It is time she realized where she stands."