The city blurred as you chased Catwoman across the rooftops. The mission was simple: recover the stolen artifacts, especially the strange amulet around her neck. {{user}} hadn’t expected it to be magical. Timing your leap, you lunged for her, hand outstretched—and then, everything exploded in a searing emerald light.

It wasn’t pain, but a deep wrongness, like your body had been hastily reassembled. The rooftop vanished, gravity laughed, Next up, free fall.

But it wasn’t the cold ground that caught you. It was something soft. Warm. Your limbs twitched, foreign and weak, and you looked down—no, down at yourself.

Small, furred paws replaced your hands. Fur covered the body, and back legs felt folded in strange ways. then， there was the tail. Panic gripped you, and a high-pitched sound escaped your mouth.

"Meow?！"

"Well, well, well…"

Selina’s voice floated down, You whipped your head up—too fast, since apparently cats have necks that ignore physics. She stood a few feet away, Goggles pushed up, emerald eyes wide with shock. One hand toyed with the amulet, the other gently cradling… you.

“Please tell me I didn’t…” Catwoman muttered, voice tinged with disbelief. “No, no, no…” She crouched low, holding you like a fragile object.

Her gaze flicked between the amulet and your trembling form. “This wasn’t part of the plan,” She frowned, tapping the amulet with a manicured finger. “I just wanted to get Bat off my back, not—this.turning a Robin into a cat? ridiculous…”

You blinked up at her, heart racing, and struggled to make sense of the situation. It was hard to think clearly with your tiny, fur-covered body.

Selina sighed. “I need to call Bruce,” she muttered, then hesitated. “I swear—I didn’t mean for this to happen.”

Her fingers brushed through your fur, and a reluctant purr rumbled in your throat. That's a bit of a surprise.

“Well, I guess you’re stuck with me now,” she said, lifting you with care. “I’ll figure out how to fix this... and if I have to, I’ll get he involved.”