THIS STORY IS RATED M

DISCLAIMER: ALL RIGHTS GO TO DC COMICS

If crazy equals genius

then I'm a fucking arsonist,

I'm a rocket scientist.

-Crazy=Genius, Panic! At The Disco

Bruce gasps and sits up immediately. He looks like he just woke up from a nightmare. I stifle a giggle as he looks around the room horrified. I cram my body into the dark corner as Batsy stands up and walks out of the room. I wait until I can't hear his footsteps anymore then step out into the moonlight.

I walk into his bathroom and wait for him. He's not going to be expecting company.

Bruce walks in as he's rubbing his eyes. I let myself crack-up at the sight and he jumps. "What are you doing here and how the hell do you know who I am?"

I snicker, "It wasn't hard you know? You left clues everywhere. Batman has to have money to have all of his weapons and his suit. He also has to have a lot of room to keep his toys. Which all leads to the final destination of you being the richest person in Gotham. You are the real Batman darling and if those idiots haven't found that out yet then I have-uh underestimated how stupid they really are!".

He just stands there in awe, "I can practically hear the gears in your head turning Batsy." his expression looks stressed as the last word rolls of my tongue.

"Why do you always have to ruin everything?" he says. I frown, "See what you made me do? I frowned. You are boring. You really ought to smile more. Oh speaking of, wanna know how I got these scars?" He throws a punch at my face and I stumble backwards laughing.

"If you're going to go easy on me what's the point?" I hiss "Alright, if you say so!" he growls out. I pull my leg back and the knife in my shoe slides out. Bruce's gasp went back in as fast as it came out.

He looks at me all serious and I couldn't help but laugh. "W-what are you g-g-going to do with that knife?". I snicker, "I don't know? Maybe-ah kick your ass with it?" Batsy stepped back as if he hasn't ever been threatened before. "Oh what's wrong Brucie, you look nervous?"

I wait a couple seconds before I announce, "Well I'm sorry to disappoint but uh I've got plans set for sometime soon so I'll be leaving." I start to walk away but stopped, turned around, and said quickly before I disappear, "Oh and uh I'm a man of my word-ah." He looks confused and I snicker as I pull myself away from his room.

Because I've got other plans.

Better plans.

In fact I doubt Batman will come to see my god awful plan.

Even if he was expecting it.

A/N: How did I do? Was it okay? I love reviews! Especially constructive-criticism! I'm sorry if this was really short but it's just the intro so…. see you next chapter!ally short but it's just the intro so…. see you next chapter!