Jonathan couldn't believe he was out. All it took was a small pen filled with fear toxin and a lucky chance and he was out of Arkham. He smiled at how good it felt to run and stretch his long limbs. He kept running till he was out of breath and far away from his personally hell hole. He wasn't exactly sure where he was going but from what he remembered it wasn't going to be his picture perfect hideout.
His friend and soon-to-be partner Jervis Tech, who had broken out of Arkham only a couple days ago had given him directions to some house he'd never heard or nor seen. He kept up a fast past towards the place the small scrap of directions told him to go, making sure to stay in the shadows so no one could see him. From what he'd seen so far, the place was defiantly not inside the city limits.
"Hey diddle, diddle." He hummed and ducked as soon as he heard a truck coming up to old road he was on. He waited for a couple seconds as the truck passed and went out of sight. "The cat and the fiddle." He went back to an awkward sprint. "The cow jumped over the moon." He sang louder as he jumped over a small fence in his way. "The little do laughed to see such a sport." He looked down at the paper which confirmed he was almost there. "And the dish ran away with the spoon." He looked up as he fought to keep his other personality from taking over and saw a gothic looking old mansion in front of him.
"Well Tetch got something right for once." He thought as he went up to the door, which looked like it was about to fall off of its hinges any second now. He quickly pushed it open to find the blonde haired hatter sitting on a worn looking couch sipping tea and reading what looked like a worn copy of Alice in wonderland.
"Oh frabjous day I knew you would come. Dinners in the kitchen, my friend." his British accent echoed with delight. He gave him a warm smile like he always did, while Jonathan scowled back.
"Thanks Tetch. The house actually fits my expectations." He reluctantly said as he made his way over to where he thought the kitchen might be. The house didn't look as bad as he thought it would look on the inside.
"You think so?" Jervis sounded like a little child trying to impress his parents.
"Yeah." He muttered as he felt his stomach rumble. It had been forever since he had any real food and the unique pasta dish Jervis had set out for him looked so delicious, that he didn't mind when Jervis followed him in to the supposed kitchen. He quickly sat down on a decaying old chair and reached for a silver fork.
"I will warn you my dear that the food may be cold but I really can't heat it up." He never seemed to loose his smile, even if the man before him didn't seem to care what he said. Before he could realize it Jonathan was inhaling his food. From what he could taste the food was amazing even if it was what Tetch mentioned cold. He stopped when almost the entire dish was gone to look up at the smiling man who had provided all this for him.
"Do you like my cooking Jonathan?" his questions were starting to irritate Crane. He leaned back and put a long hand through his spiky red hair, then decided to answer his partner's question.
"Yeah it's really great. Same with this place." He added to make the other man happy. Jervis closed his baby blue eyes for a brief second as he smiled even wider.
"Why thank you Jonathan. When I first got here it was a mess but with a little hard work I managed to clean up most of it." Tetch paused and Jonathan added a careless "yeah" to keep up the conversation. "But there's only one problem." He paused again and tried to move his long blonde bangs out of his face. Jonathan now noticed that he was not in his hatter costume or blue Arkham uniform, like his, but in tight purple skinny jeans and a normal black tee-shirt that had a weird design all over it. He pulled his green eyes away from the other man and frowned.
"What's the problem then?" he half growled. He had never liked surprises or secrets.
"Well I only cleaned out one of the bed rooms. There is only one bed and it's pretty big so if you wanted to….um share it with me you're welcome to." Jervis's smile only faltered for a second. Jonathan froze and continued to glare at Tetch. "So this is the catch to good food and a great place to stay." He growled internally.
"You could of course sleep on the couch but it's not the most relaxing place in this house-."
"I'll sleep with you." He hissed. Jervis continued to smile at him. Crane was starting to hate that smile. "But if you touch me at all, I'll kill you."
"Alright my dear."