As for why Deathstroke carried catnip on him, it actually wasn't for Dex-Starr. It was because he had encountered a Flerken over in Marvel. Though it was now Carol and Mary's pet, it was still a Beast.
If it ever went feral at the Antarctic Sanctum Sanctorum one day, he naturally needed a way to restrain it.
It looked like a cat, but it was essentially an alien creature. There was only a fifty-percent chance catnip would work on it, but that was enough to try. If plan A failed, there was always Plan B.
Since the Flerken had been well-behaved in Antarctica, testing it was not a high priority. Su Ming had returned to DC first, only to run into Dex-Starr. Now this was a genuine ultimate weapon.
Dex-Starr might be powerful, but it was still fundamentally an Earth feline. Forget house cats—even lions and tigers could not resist the power of catnip.
So what if it was a Red Lantern? Su Ming had ten Power Rings, and he had Dex-Starr's greatest weakness in hand. The little kitty should obediently become a tool cat. If it behaved and provided valuable intelligence, he could reward it with a little catnip.
Very fair.
"You think I'm an ordinary cat? Heh. I am a Red Lantern. Though my willpower may not match a Green Lantern's, the rage in my heart—"
Dex-Starr did look furious, as though Deathstroke taking out catnip was an insult. Even the blue fur on its cat face stood on end.
But Deathstroke expressionlessly unscrewed the lid of the catnip container.
It immediately could not continue. Not only did its arched back collapse, but it floated over to Su Ming's arm and rubbed against it, looking soft and adorable.
"Meow, meow. Smells so good."
Diana rolled her eyes. She