Welcome to my latest fanfiction! I started in April because I wanted to get ahead on my chapters and my other stories etc. Well here you go!And I would also like to dedicate this to Eilis who read this and pushed me to post it! Thanks for the fanart!

Smile, cause you go out in style- Paramore

Ash's POV

I never thought that I would end up in a place like this.

I mean seriously, people always told me that there was something wrong with me but I still never thought that I would end up in this dump.

It all started a month ago when I "snapped" as some may call it. It resulted with me putting a guy in hospital but he deserved it! He's a pervert for crying out loud! Besides I didn't hurt him that badly...just an odd scar and a head wound. I could have done worse.

Well I was thrown in here after that little incident. People always say that Arkham and hospitals in general aren't THAT bad but they have no idea. Besides what ever happened to a slap on the wrist? The real bad guys and crazies were supposed to be here and if I wasn't going to be taken out of here soon I would surely end up like them. The doctors wouldn't even tell me what was wrong...what WAS wrong with me anyway?

So anyway, the first day in everyone was saying "Hello there Ashling this way please...all personal possessions are to be handed over...sleeping times...eating times...yada yada yada"

Less than an hour in the place and I have to defend myself from some guy. But I get jumpy in new places and this IS the cuckoo's nest after all so it's not my fault.

I walked into the cafeteria (if you could call it that) but as soon as I entered one of the loons tried to jump me and I stabbed him with a near-by fork. But only in the arm!

So now here I am in solitary confinement. They couldn't find a straight jacket for me but I like to think they are just too scared to come near me, especially my arms.

"So Eve ...waddya ...uhm...do this time?" asked a sing song voice which broke me out of my thoughts. It was familiar but I just couldn't place it, then again this WAS a mental hospital so it couldn't be a good sign for me to know one of its inmates...could it?

"Well you stinking oaf I just so happened to poison another guard" replied another voice which sounded muffled. Almost as if the speaker was wearing a muzzle of some kind. Yet the voice seemed strong and dignified and a little bit agitated, then again who wouldn't be?

"Aww and I missed it? Oh well so how'd ya do it?" asked a REALLY annoying voice. It obviously belonged to a man but it got kinda squeaky. There was happiness and curiosity in that voice but DAMN it really was annoying.

"Shut it Mr. Gooey" interjected another voice. It was rough but it was playful yet threatening.

What the hell was I in for now?

"Oh would you please just knock it off?" asked a REALLY superior sounding voice. It was calm and intellectual.

"Oh is my little birdy getting a headache?" purred a female voice.

These voices were coming from every direction and I should have been scared but I wasn't...huh no wonder I was in here. Wait. Would they really put me in here because I had problems feeling scared?

"Miss Kitty are you awake?" asked the rough voice again.

The Crazy Cat Lady just replied "I have been awake for a long time"

"Oh ooohh Cranie is in troooouble" sang the first voice.

"Oh shut it you idiotic clown" sneered the guy who was supposed to have a headache.

"Oooh I was even awake to here the arrival of our new visitor...hello visitor and who might you be?" asked Cat Lady.

I was stunned that she had known my presence but I couldn't help replying to her question.

"Ashling...but people call me Ash"

This received a maniacal burst of laughter from the "Clown" and Mr Ruff voice reciting "ashes to ashes dust to dust"

"You don't sound that crazy" said "Cranie"

"I honestly don't know whether to be insulted or complimented at that statement" I replied, starting to get a little annoyed all of a sudden.

The laughter erupted again and "Cranie" replied "ah so your border lining?...if you stay here you will most defiantly end up having a reason to say so a word of advice, get out while you still can"

"On a happier not" he continued "Welcome to our little underground club. My name is Jonathon Crane, I used to be a doctor here but I started playing with chemicals that played with people's fears which resulted in batman overdosing me with it...thus my incarceration here"

I didn't know how to respond so I was obviously relieved when another voice took the reins.

"Hm Ash...You might know me as Poison Ivy but you can call be Ivy" said the voice that had called the laughing guy an oaf. I kinda liked this one she seemed nice enough, well as nice as people in this place were going to get.

This voice continued however "Mr Happy over there is the Joker but you can just call him J"

A growl erupted from nearby after this statement but Ivy continued as if nothing had happened.

"Miss Kitty over there is known as Catwoman but-"

"You can call me Selina if you like" interrupted the Cat Lady.

From there she took over.

"Mr Gloop over there is probably known to as the Riddler but his real name is Edward...I don't know what you can call him we just call him random things"

Giggles erupted from the cage of which had been host to feral growls and snarls not minutes before.

"Okaaaay" I made this statement sound like a question since I didn't know what to say until the awkward silence that followed was shattered by a harsh voice.

"And what about me huh? You gave Gooby Goober over there an introduction!"

"Oh relax Freddy...she was...um...ovb-iously going to get around to you. Best for last and all" said the Joker teasingly.

"Hey these marks do NOT make me a movie bad guy...I am a REAL bad guy there is a difference" growled Mr. Rough.

"And that's Harvey Dent or more so commonly known as Harvey Two-Face" spoke up Riddles.

I swore that if this place didn't make me lose my mind his voice certainly would.

"Hi" I said to all of them while trying to sooth my head by rubbing my temples.

"So...what...brings you hear?" asked the Joker.

"I have no idea" I replied dully.

"What about here in...Uhm...solitary confiiiiinement"

"Stabbed a guy" I replied bluntly.

"Ohhh" he started excitedly I could practically hear him jumping in delight "my kinda gal"

"It was self defence!" I retorted.

"Riiight sure it...uhm...was"

"So what did he do?" asked Ivy calmly.

"What?"

"Well the imbecile had to of done something"

My mind wandered back to the scene that caused me to end up here. The guy was crazy! Okay I know that everyone here is supposed to be. It isn't called an insane asylum for nothing!

"He jumped me!"

"Ah a none-toucher eh? You certainly won't last that long in here" spoke Crane in one of his arrogant tones.

"Nah" disagreed Riddles.

Hm Riddles...I liked it. He was meant to be packed full of them but DAMN that voice was annoying! I know I'm repeating myself but you had to be here to understand.

"Well I don't know about you guys but I want to hear what Selina was going to say before we split the last time we were here" said Crane.

Hm ...maybe I could handle him. I mean can you really judge a guy who is going to be stuck in Arkham for the rest of his life? No family, no wife, not even a white frickin fence!

The Riddler...I would obviously put a bullet in his head.

The Joker...I think we will get along just fine.

Catwoman and Ivy...well...us girls gotta stick together right?

"WAIT!" shouted Harvey.

"What?" responded absolutely everyone in an annoyed tone.

"Who's you favourite?"

"What?"

"Seriously kid can you say anything except "what"?"

Crane quietly laughed at this and then said "Hm she sounds like a shrink. They always respond with questions instead of answers"

"Well?" Dent prodded.

"I don't have one, I only moved here" I responded quickly, I had always been a good actress so obviously I had grown up here right in Gotham.

"Go on Miss Kitty" coaxed Crane who was probably trying to continue his ability to fix people's mental health. Good luck.

And with that I let out a huge burst of uncontrollable and psychopathic laughter that would probably put the Joker to shame...on second thought, maybe not. I didn't want a blade or a bullet stuck in me. But it was so hard. Everything that had happened to me lately just came out in a burst to laughter and people always say not to bottle things up right?

Well what do you guys think?

Review or one of these loons will come after you! LOL

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