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Chapter Two:
Getting used to driving the cycle was easy. Getting used to the design and speed was a little harder. But just like all things, my ride came to an end as I had finally woven my way around streets to the burger joint.
It was around seven, and there were a lot of people around my age there. I cautiously walked up to the cashier. The guy said the wonderful catch phrase that every fast food place has. I thought I heard a "Can I take your order?" at the end, but I wasn't sure. I ordered anyways.
"I just want a cheeseburger, fries, and a chocolate milkshake." I said.
The boy punched in the order, and then spoke, "That will be seven creds." I handed him my card. He slid it in, and it beeped as the card cleared. "Thank you. It will be a minute."
He was too busy taking the next order to say anything else. I would have liked to converse, ask a few questions about Gotham, but he was already on a third order. My food came while I was in the middle of thinking, but that didn't bother me because I was hungry. I took the tray, and went over to an empty table in the corner. I layed my map out, and ate as I studied it.
There were a lot more places in Gotham than I would have expected. The cartoon I had enjoyed only told about the ones the Royal Flush gang was robbing or where the Jokerz were beating up the "T's" and what-not. I grabbed a french frie and munched on it a bit. It was amazing how much cartoon food tasted like McDonalds. But who knows? Tabby still could have pulled this all off as one gigantic prank. I would have to remember to hurt her later for doing this, after I got out of the mess. But the future didn't bug me much at the moment. What bugged me was, what on earth was I gonna do next?
Eyeing the map a little more and sipping the shake, which was just as delicious as the fries, I finally decided that maybe I should go "home" and ask one of my hopefully new to make "friends" at the "school" tomorrow to show me around. I hoped to get to the bottom of this, and finally be able to point and laugh at Tabby if something got screwed up. I giggled a little to myself at the happy thought of finding Tabby out.
"What's wrong with being a cartoon addict, anyways?" I murmured to myself, attempting to refold the map, although it didn't work out the same way it did when I opened it. Then again, who cared? No one can fold maps. They are nothing but stupid little.. unfoldable pieces of... nevermind...
After my attempt of folding the map, I picked up my trash, not having even touched the cheeseburger, and threw most of it away. I kept the cheeseburger. Who knows? Maybe I'd like a midnight snack.
Walking over to my cycle, I placed the map and cheeseburger in the little compartment on the back, after it had unlocked and opened when scanning my handprint. Ok, so maybe this was cool. But, the question that stunned me most was, if Tabby was behind this, how was she making it work? There was no way in hell she could get some technology like that! I shrugged it off as I started to climb on my cycle for the second time that night.
Upon reaching for my helmet, a white gloved hand darted out and grabbed my arm. I followed the glove to a purple suit, and then a look-alike original Joker-painted face. Oy vay. I thought. Of course. Now this wouldn't be Gotham without villians.
"You look new to town. Fresh meat." The Joker cackled at his own corny joke.
"Oh puh-lease! Are you guys for real?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course we're for real. We're the Jokerz."
I rolled my eyes, and looked to the crowd that was huddled back, away from the Jokerz. Ok, so maybe the gang was stupider than the cartoon made them out to be, attacking me at seven forty-five at a fast food joint in plain veiw of other people. I let out an annoyed puff of air.
"You guys are nothing but idiots trying to be someone, but all you can do is put your horrible artistic skills to use by painting your faces and dressing up like clowns. Get real. Nothing is scary about clowns. Hell, I laughed at the move 'It'." The Jokerz didn't seem to know what the movie "It" was, but then again, it must have been like a classic to them. Still, I wasn't afraid. The worst they could do was steal my cred card.
"No one talks to the Jokerz like that, girly." The supposed leader warned.
I glanced around."I believe, I just did." I climbed off of the cycle, and stood leaning against it.
"Why you!" The leader growled and the others in the group readied themselves for a fight. Raising his hand, the leader readied the first punch, but before he could hit me, I ducked down and swiped my leg under his feet, knocking him over.
Before anymore trouble could be started or anything bad could go wrong or before the Jokers realized what had happened, I grabbed my helmet, hopped on my cycle, and took off, not even bothering to look back.
My heart was pounding. Had I just stood up to the Jokerz? The real Jokerz?! Was I INSANE?! I wasn't long before I heard their cycles following mine. I growled. Insane, no. Stupid, triple check mark there. Then I actually got stupid enough to think I could lose them.
Man, I could not belive how my luck was really like it would have been in a real cartoon. I mean, go figure! The damsel always tries to lose the bad guy, and then get's stuck in a dead end. Boy, what tight spaces I was in now. I stopped my cycle, backing in against a wall. The Jokerz dared to come closer.
"Eh..." I said to myself, and then yelled to them. "What do you want from me, anywayz?! You like picking on people smaller than yourself instead of taking on a real fight a proving your strength, don't you?!"
"Oh, no. We only like bugging those who insult us. We'll take care of you, and you'll never talk bad about the Jokerz again."
"Not this time, thugs." A black blur fell down form the roof of the building above, knocking the leader down. I watched in awe as Batman fought.
Batman! I thought. NO WAY! This wasn't happening! There was no Batman in front of me. Nuh-uh, no way, not possible. I glanced over at the fight again. HE WAS THERE STILL. AND HE WAS REAL.
My eyes widened. I couldn't believe it. It was Batman. Poof. Right there in front of me. Black suit head-to-toe and red bat. All of it was there. My jaw dropped. I could only begin to wonder if it was Terry McGinnis underneath it all.
Should I ask? He was working on knocking out the last guy. I debated in my head. Should I or should I not? I gulped. Maybe later... save my chances for the better. Who knows...? I'd probably get into more trouble anyways. As soon as the last guy was down, I faked my fear and took off, heading straight down the alley, and onto a street I had never seen. I didn't care, I still drove.
It took me amoment to realize I was lost. The receding sun wasn't a big help, either. I stopped in a parking lot somewhere and pulled out my map again. Where was I? My hands shook as I unfolded it, searching desperately for my location.
I couldn't find it! It wasn't on the map! My eyes widened as I searched the map again and again for the street I was on. It was no where. Maybe the map didn't go out this far. Exactly how far had I driven? Why was everything in this freaked-upcartoon world so... show-like?!
"Yikes..." I said to myself. "I'm lost, I haven't even been in this 'world' for three whole hours, and I manage to screw up! What the hell am I gonna do now?"

*Ok.. I know it was shorter than the first chapter but I promise I will write more for the third chapter! I have actually found more time to write! YAY! Welp, love, peece, and chyken greese!*
Andie