Note: WOW! Chapter 2 out and we would like to thank MeReDy-ChAmPaIgN for your reveiw! Your awesomely amazing! Its gonna be kinda a filler chapter so we can build our way up to meeting Joker. Basically we are telling the setting in this chapter so read and enjoy!
P.S. DO NOT STEAL OUR IDEAS!! It takes us long enough to think of them, so do some thinking of your own.
Yeah Boy and Doll Face
It was around 3 when we all decided we stayed up late enough. Adara and Aidan had already gone to their rooms and Jaiden pretty much slept on the couch. He claims the couch is magical, but we all knew he just falls asleep while watching T.V. and was embarrassed to admit it. My room was upstairs.
We all lived in an abandoned inn, located near the outer perimeter of Gotham. It looked old and decrepit on the outside, but inside it was redesigned to everyone liking. We all chipped in and bought it a few years ago about a month after our little gang formed. It was our retreat for awhile till we decided to live their. We all have family issues and we are just tired of trying to fix them.
It was 5 floors, including the basement and attic. The basement contained a mini gym for those, mainly Jaiden and I, to work out and the attic was a was a library of sorts. It was a place of total silence for those who needed it, mainly me. On the 1st floor we had the hallway where the main entrance was sealed off. That way, if pranksters or thieves would get in they would have no where to go except the way they came in. The windows on the 1st floor were covered by tinted shatter resistant glass, so one one could break the windows. We were very aware of how many people had their houses broken in to and we refused to be one of them. The rest of the 1st floor had a huge kitchen and dinning room. On the other side was a half circle couch, with a flat screen bolted to the wall. Beside the T.V. was a huge collection of DVDs, stretching from horror to comedy and cartoons. What divided the spaces was a stairway that went up to the 2nd floor.
On that floor there are 3 bed rooms, Adara, Aidan, and Jaiden. Each room had a bathroom attached to it. Each room was huge but there was still enough space to add another room, that was the computer room. Aidan was complete nerd and a tech wizard. He set up a master computer that overlooked the security system to our 'warehouse' and he saw to it to run scans on all of our individual computers to make sure no info was stolen. It always worried me a bit that he could hack into everyone's computer through his little creation. It made me wonder what he did while he ran his 'scans'. On the far end of the hallway was the stairs that lead to my domain.
The 3rd floor was completely mine. The others found no real use to store their crap in more than one room considering their rooms were so big. I think the real reason is that I'm the biggest pack-rat and needed the most room. My room was the biggest one in the house. It had black walls with a white trim the bottom before it met the black carpeting. I had a queen sized bed with a crimson bed spread concealing it. All my furniture was white. My desk, dresser,the table beside my bed, and chest that was at the foot of my bed was all white. If they were any other color, I probably would never see them at night and constantly run it them. On my desk sat a black computer. This fabulous little machine held basically my life in its memory. my selves, also white, surrounded my entire room and were filled with a wide collection of cds, nick knacks, and other souvenirs from places.
My dresser sat on the opposite wall of my bed and beside it was my stereo. I had surround sound, courtesy of Aidan. On the farthest wall from my bed was a door that led to my walk in closet. I had a lot of clothes... Beside my bed room was the bathroom with the works. It was perfect with its glass shower closure, grey marble sink with a mirror just above it, grey toilet, and the black tile floor. On the back of the door was a full length mirror and the walls were painted an grayish black. It was really pretty.
On the other side of the hallway was another room. I used it as a library/T.V. room. It held all my books, 500 or so. I loved to read and most were gifts from people who had no idea what to get me for my birthday. They usually gave me 3 at time, but most were the genre i liked to read so I had no complaints. I had a wide screen on the wall, in front of a couch. Some of my book cases held some DVDs but most of them were in my room. I had wooden floors in this room, so I used a roller chair to move around.
On down the hallway was 2 more rooms that I didn't particularly use often. One held all my junk that I either didn't feel like displaying in my room or stored all my seasonal stuff, like winter clothes during the spring and vise versa. Room 2 held all the technological crap that I could one day need, like a new cd burner for my computer. It held a lot of old computer parts, Aidan was constantly upgrading me to something bigger and better so I put all my old parts in this room. The final room at the far end of the hallway was my favorite. It was my weapons room, it contained an array of guns and knives. I love sharp pointy things and things that went bang!.The basement was also part shooting range that we all would use when we got bored and had to destroy things.
All the hallways we painted a crimson red and had black hard wood flooring. On the walls hung posters of our favorite bands that stretched from the ceiling to the floor or pictures of us doing something stupid.
I was walking down the flights of stairs to get to the kitchen, on my way saying goodnight er... good morning to Babygirl and Aidan. With light foot steps, I enter the kitchen. I open the cabinet and retrieve a glass and head over to the refrigerator. It was type that had a built in water dispenser. I just put my glass up to it when someone whispered in my ear...
"Thirsty?"
I jumped and the glassed slipped right out of my hand but luckily Jaiden caught it before it hit the floor and went smash.
"Nice reflexes Casper! Jeez don't do that anymore!" I screech but quieted after realizing Aidan and Adara were trying to sleep.
"Fine next time I see something fall, I'll let it break." He smirked handing me the glass.
"You know what I mean smartass, don't creep up on me." I turn and start filling the glass with water.
"Do I scare you that much?" He whispered in my ear. I could tell he was inches from me.
"No, just your face does that." I smirk.
He sighed, obviously not wanting to fight this close to going to bed. He walked over to the couch and fell onto it.
I follow and stop, leaning over the back of the couch before asking, "What colors are you getting?"
He looked at me for a min. before realizing I was talking about face paint. "Red, black and white."
"No grey?" I question.
"I figured I would mix those."
"You would need a lot for that."
"I don't think I will be using that much."
"I never heard of a zombie not having grey skin." I smile.
He just stared at me.Normally, I took that as 'just shut the fuck up' but there was something off about it. Less venomous? Maybe he was just tired, but that made me think.
I sighed, "Your not going as a zombie are you?"
"Well, you said it was overplayed."
"I didn't say that but it's true. So what are you thinking about going as?" I should know, but I haven't seen any horror movie that had a killer with only red, black and white face paint. Then it hit me...
"Nooo..." I drag the word. "Your going as-"
"Joker," he smirked.
"But why? You hate the Joker?!" I yellingly whisper.
"Exactly. Why would I dress up as someone I hate? It throws off suspicion" He explained.
"Yeah, or they think that you would dress up as someone you hate in order to throw off suspicion." I said dryly.
"I figured you of all people would be happy, Doll face." He glared.
I hated it when he listened to Peirce the Veil, he always used part of their song titles in making fun of me."Yeah well, there can only be one person that can ever be the Joker and that is the Joker himself. Besides you dressing like him would make you look like a gay fan." I smile.
"Your obsession is really starting to piss me off." Oh, how the glares continue.
"It doesn't take much does it?" I smirk, "there's no need for you to be jealous."
I meant it as a joke, but he just looked away. I figured this would be a good opportunity for me to make my escape. I turn and start walking up the stairs. I turn and say over my shoulder "Besides, you can't pull off curly hair and make it look good."
I heard a wham! and I knew that he hit the table in front of the couch. I giggle as I made my way up to my room. It was so easy to make him irritated.