That is not the Catwoman who Jason remembers...

Jason found the metal vents, the support beams and even the ceiling of the vault itself turned into a sort of quicksand as Jason dropped out of the ceiling and landed on his feet in the vault’s floor.

“What the fuck,” Jason said as he looked at the figure in front of him.

Jason reached up and tapped a button hidden on the right temple. The camera built into the helmet started recording and broadcasting the images to the Batcave.

“Am I the only one who sees this?” Jason said over the open com-channel.

“Dude!” Dick’s voice came over the channel, “Catwoman has her own Larry!”

“What?” Barbara’s voice came on the line.

“Think like Batmite, but a Robin,” Dick answered.

Jason looked the figure up and down, she was maybe two feet tall, cartoonish buxom, and clad in a shiny purple Catwoman catsuit and black thigh boots and Opera gloves.

“My, my, Jason, you are a cutie, so buff in person!” the cartoonish Catwoman said.

“Ok be careful, she might be a chibi, but those imps can seriously mess with you,” Barbara switched to a focused tone.

“You have got to be kidding me,” Jason muttered.

“Now,” the chibi Catwoman said striking a thinking pose, “You know, I always thought you were cuter as a red head.”

“What?” Jason said.

Suddenly he became aware that his red helmet no longer covered his whole head and his hair was long enough to fall down over his face. He also noticed that aside from the white streak in the front, his hair was rust red.

“Hay, get your hair out of the way Fabio,” Barbara’s voice called over the com line.

“Wait a second, I was wearing a full head helmet a second ago,” Jason said.

“What?” Barbara’s voice carried the confusion.

“I told you the Imps can mess with you,” Dick added.

Jason shook his head and looked back at the now gone living cartoon.

“Damn you got a nice ass!” the figure said from behind him.

Jason snapped around and the cartoon Catwoman had changed to brown hair, a cat ear hairband, a shiny black open neck catsuit with black boots and gloves.

“Like I told Selina,” the Catwoman said, “You are exactly what we need in her life!”

“Oh shit, if Bruce hears what that Larry is saying he is going to flip his cape!” Dick was laughing.

“Larry?” The Cartoon Catwoman strutted across the air, “Please call me Julie!”

Jason made the mistake of looking away from the imp. When he looked back up, she was gone again.

“But first, we are going to need to make a few changes,” the voice came from the ceiling.

This time the figure was clad in a grey catsuit with built in cat cowl, black knee boots and black gloves.

“What did you have in mind?” Jason asked.

“Well first off all, time to lose the clowns in the peanut box,” the Catwoman snapped her fingers.

The protective mask was gone from Jason’s face. So was his ear piece for the communications network Bruce had set up across the city.

“You are adorable,” the Catwoman floated down and booped Jason on the nose with a single finger, “I like the red rubber domino mask. But I think it should be a cat mask, don’t you?”

“Look,” Jason started but the being just disappeared.

The lights went out and then when they came back, Jason found himself in some sort of power room on a platform overlooking a sort of amphitheater around a stage with a moat. Turning around he noticed the cartoon catwoman this time dressed in an all-black rubber catsuit with white stitching holding parts of it together. Her face was painted pale with blackened eyes and blood red lipstick.

“You are exactly what Selina needs,” the Cartoon Catwoman strutted closer to Jason, “You just need a few modifications.”

“Hold up there lady! I don’t need any modifications,” Jason said reaching for his now empty holsters.

“You just need the right kind of Sexy Psychotic Episode,” the cartoon Catwoman said before she seemed to shutter, shake and sort of glitch.

Many of the stichings came loose and a tuft of blond hair was poking out of her cowl here and there. Streaks of tears ruined the makeup on her face.

“Trust your Aunt Michelle, she’s had a few herself already!” The Catwoman seemed to teleport right in front of Jason’s face.

“Didn’t you say your name was Juile a minute ago?” Jason snapped.

The Catwoman grabbed him by the jacket collar and pulled him into a kiss with a stun gun in between their lips.