"Kitty Richardson!"

Jonathan Crane cringed at the shriek from across the street.

"Jill Waters!"

Wait, what?

Two women collided in the middle of the sidewalk, talking much too fast for him to keep up. Then he saw his twin.

Well, almost twin-the man had shaggier hair, and a half-healed scar on his throat, but the resemblance was close enough.

"What are you doing here?"

"Work, you know…Jackson! Come here and meet my cousin. This is Jackson Rippner."

Ouch. Some people were just sadistic.

"This is Jonathan Crane. Jonathan, this is my cousin Jill."

"So it's true, then? That really is you on the news?"

"Yes." What was going on here? Who the hell was this woman? "That thing in Miami…"

"It's all straightened out. No thanks to him." Jill elbowed Jackson in the stomach. "You have no idea how much I had to do…never again."

"What happened?"

"There was a pen. I shut her up. You'd be surprised how much people trust the delivery girl."

Hmm. He would have to keep that in mind for later.

"Well, be careful. The Batman looks nice on TV, but he really isn't."

"Thanks. We have to go and check in. This one will run smoothly. Right, dear?"

Jackson rolled his eyes and dodged the oncoming elbow.

"Good luck. Don't go out at night."

They hugged again and parted ways.

"I told you my cousin was a nut."

"I'm noticing. Thank you for…um…not elbowing me."

"Don't mention it."


AN:I may add to this collection at random. Or I may not.