Sweet Love Can't Be Forgotten

by thisisme11

After rescuing Sweet Tooth from /that/ vat of boiling hot chocolate, Candy finds that Sweet Tooth has lost his mind, and that he doesn't remember anything of his life of crime, and that includes Candy. What will she do to make Sweet Tooth remember? Or will Sweet Tooth never remember and just move on, starting a completely new life?

Author Note: I'm sorry this is so short! The next ones will be longer! I promise!

Batman and Robin had just left the candy factory and Candy was the only one left in there. Except for Sweet Tooth that is. But Batman had pushed him into that vat of boiling hot chocolate. Candy wasn't sure if Sweet Tooth had even survived the fall. But she had to check. She ran down to the vat, and found an arm hanging from the side of it. Getting over the initial dread of what sight awaited her, she pulled at the arm until she was able to get her beloved out of the vat. From the looks of it, he was fine. A few burns, but otherwise fine. Then she saw it. The big bump on his head that left him unconscious. Candy ran back to the car with Sweet Tooth in her arms, and drove back to their hideout, waiting for him to wake up.

A bright light. A pair of eyes blinked to adjust to it. The man whose eyes they were slowly sat up, shaking his head in confusion, and was even more confused when he saw a woman sitting next to him.

"W-Who are you?" He asked.

"Real funny SweeTart. It's me! Candy!"

"I-I'm sorry... Who?"

"You know... Candy? Your Sugar Baby!"

"I'm sorry, but I have no idea why you're calling me SweeTart, and I don't know anyone named Candy. Especially not you. So I would kindly appreciate it if you got out of my house."

"But SweeTart-"

"Just get out!" The man's hand raised, as if to slap her, but he stopped himself before he could, not sure what came over him. Candy flinched, hiding her face in a habitual reaction, but lowered her arms when she saw he wasn't going to hit her.

The man sighed. "J-Just get out, ok? Get out and don't come back."

Candy sighed sadly, standing up and walked over to the door. She took one last glance at the man she thought she knew, and could have sworn that she saw Sweet Tooth's spark in his eyes, but turned back as soon as it disappeared. She walked out into the living room, where she grabbed her packed bag from a nearby closet that she kept in case Sweet Tooth ever got too violent, and walked out the door leaving only a note on the coffee table. 'SweeTart. Gone to Ivy's. That's where you can find me when you come back. -Candy.'