Batgirl stared, almost glaring at the food placed near her mouth. It silently taunted her, almost begging her to eat, the slight rumbles from her big wide belly weren't making things any easier on her hunger refusal. However for the moment her attention would avert from her hunger urges to the sounds of what she believed was a glass vase shattering on the carpet floor near her.
Due to her training she instinctively sat silent, practically mimicking the shape of a Buddha statue, if one was made human size. Just because she had been made stunningly obese didn't mean she had forgotten the skills taught to her by the dark knight.
"Jeez for a cat bugler you'd think she'd have better security..."
She instantly recognized that certain high-pitched tone of voice. It was Harley Quinn! But what was clown prince of crime's right hand girl doing here? Lucky for her Selina had already stepped out.
"...then again, anything can wash off with a bit of grade-A acid from one of puddin's flowers!" This explained how she got in. Given the broken vase however, it was best if Harley left any future break-ins to a professional like Selina. "My, my look at all the shiny prizes kitty cat has in this place," the lady jester stated as she skipped across the room, oblivious to the ballooned heroine, until she suddenly made contact with the fat bat.
"Just my luck..." thought the bat with a look of exhaustion on her thicker face.
"Oh, what's this? Looks like a puffed up Batgirl!" Harley said as she poked away at the fatty flesh that just further aggravated the vulnerable heroine. "Wait a second. It is you, isn't it?"
Her time with the clown prince of crime had ensured that she wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer. "Well, this is a huge," her sudden laughter earned her a sharp glare, "Pardon the obvious pun, but surprise! I came looking for a little something that kitty stole before Mister J could get his precious hands on it, but instead of finding her, I find a big bloated bat! Ha! Priceless!"
The various fat comments she was subjected to were starting to make Barbara boil over with anger. How she wished she could shut Harley's mouth and do the same to the woman responsible for leaving her in this whole mess.
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