Don't own Batman or any of his Villains, Gotham City, etc etc.
Chapter 2
Thinking Gotham city wasn't that bad, was obviously a mistake. This was what Elliot thought to himself, as they were being held up by none other than Harley Quinn. Why? Because she wanted a fucking tattoo to show more of her devotion to The Joker.
The black-haired young man was really annoyed with this, as he just did his best to avoid getting too much attention. This is hard to do when you're one of the only hostages in the room, of which was occupied with himself, the girl who set up all the appointments, and oh, say five thugs?
Elliot's main hope though, was that the crazy harlequin wouldn't shoot the tattoo artist when they were done.
Dammit, these guys are taking forever. Face hurts, doctor wasn't kidding when he said the cuts were barely healed, where did I put those pain killers again?
Thankfully, before he was in too much pain, Harley Quinn walked out of the back room, looking quite pleased with her new ink. The thugs seemed to be less edgy now, but much more ready to leave. That's when they started to clear out the cash register, which reeeaaalllyy pissed Elliot off.
"Okay, we just gave you a free tattoo, the LEAST you could do is leave the cash register alone, hello? We live off that money! Am I talkin' to a buncha brick walls here?" He'd snapped and stood up, yelling at them in a very irritated tone.
Of course, all of the thugs were too busy staring at his scars, so was The Joker's right hand lady, this of course only annoyed the young male further. "Yeah, I know. It's the scars right? Well, they're barely healed and I'd like to be able to afford my pain killers, because these things fucking hurt, Kay?" and with that, he yanked the sack that didn't even have that much money in it, straight out of the thug who was clearing the register's hands.
This was about the time when they all snapped out of their little daze, on of the thugs pointing his gun at Elliot, who was a little too irritated and stressed out to care at that moment.
And then Batman magically appeared and apprehended the thugs, sadly Harley got away. Elliot just went about putting the cash back into the cash register, then helping up the girl who worked at it, what was her name again? Lucy? Yeah. That was it. After assuring that she was alright, He turned around to see Batman standing there, this made him jump a bit and promptly let out a small laugh.
"Sheesh, you know how to sneak up on people, huh?"
"What was Harley Quinn doing here?" was the response, how boring, straight to the point, oh well.
"She wanted a free tatto- Oh shit, Sarah!" and with that, Elliot rushed into the back room to see if the tattoo artist was okay, thankfully she was, a little shaken up like Lucy, but not hurt from what he could tell, that was a relief.
Once they went back to the front room, Batman was gone. The three decided they were going to close up early that day, after making sure to reschedule some appointments, and talking to the police for a short amount of time, they all said goodbye to each other and went home.
Elliot was really looking forward to having a cup of tea, taking his painkillers, and watching some tv with Mrs. Martinelli at that point.
Of course, Gotham isn't always that nice, for on the way home he had to deal with several would-be muggers that were easily scared off when you laughed from being startled. And a couple cops, who seemed to think he worked for the Joker because of the scars, to whom he had to explain, no he did not work for the Joker, the scars were given to him by a mugger, and if they didn't believe him they could talk to Gotham General or Batman for all he cared.
All of this left the young man in a very foul mood, so once he got back to the apartment building, he was quite happy to see that at least Mrs. Martinelli had a good day, and she had tea and cookies waiting for him, so maybe the day wasn't so bad after all.
