Warden Sharp grimaced inwardly as the two small girls followed him into the holding cells of Arkham Asylum. The smaller of the two girls, wore a fedora and a brown jacket. She appeared to be skipping with excitement.
"Who in their right mind would be excited about this?" The Warden thought bitterly to himself. The other girl was a bit taller than the other one. She seemed to be less excited than the smaller girl, but she still had a smile on her face. The Warden pinched the bridge of his nose," This is going to be a long three months," They finally reached the front desk where a small petite woman sat, typing away on the keyboard. He cleared his throat and the woman looked up at him.
"Are they here for the Reaching out Program?" She asked him. The Warden simply sighed and nodded his head. The woman smiled warmly at the two girls and held out her hand," I'm Louise; I'm the Secretary of Arkham. Anything that floats through these halls are all put on file by me," the small girl shook her hand.
"My name's Megan," The smaller girl said," Both of us are here to talk to the patients," Louise smiled and held her hand out to the taller girl. She reached out and shook it.
"I'm Amanda," She said as she retracted her hand," I was the one who thought it would be a good idea to sign up for this," She laughed nervously," I'm a little nervous about it though," Louise chuckled.
"Don't worry, we've got Gotham's best guards and policemen," she told her," You should be fine," Amanda sighed with relief," I'm so glad to hear that somebody wants to help them," Louise said," The guards should be here to take you to their cells…which reminds me, who are you to going to interview?" Amanda smiled slyly.
"Dibs on the Joker," Louise's smile slightly dropped. Warden Sharp looked at the older, and possibly insane, girl with surprise.
"I'm afraid not child," He quickly intervened," He's a… special case," Amanda pouted. He then appointed his attention to Megan," Now, who do you want to interview?" Megan let out a soft, happy squeal.
"Killer Croc," She stated 'its' name as if 'it' were a piece of candy, and she was a sugar-craving child. This time, Louise's smile turned to a shocked frown. The Warden's face went pale, if only for a few seconds, and then turned back to his original color. He cleared his throat.
"I'm sorry, but he is…,"He paused," detached from the other inmates for a reason," Megan looked up at him in confusion.
"What do you mean?" Her curiosity got the better of her. He pinched the bridge of his nose once again.
"He'd rather eat you than talk to you," Louise stated it as if it were fact. The smaller girl puckered up her lips and put on her best innocent, cute, 'I-wanna-do-this-please' look. Poor Louise didn't know what to do, and looked to the Warden for an answer. He sighed.
"Alright, we'll let you talk to them once, and only once," He paused and looked at them," Do you understand?" The two nodded vigorously and grabbed the notepad and pencil Louise had given them. This was going to be fun.