Watching my father all giddy like a little girl was quite a show. You know at times I think my dad loves batsy then my own mother...I let out a sigh and stared at the hyena twins both of them were asleep on the floor. Within a few seconds my father came spinning in the room then left I shrugged off the disturbance. Probably should get to bed...it's almost past midnight...
i went to my room, the most sane looking place out of the fun house. A bed with orange sheets. A small tv on top a brown dresser with some news clippings of batman and other heros. Theres this one hero I keep seeing in this one paper called the 'daily bugle' I open up a binder to find all the clippings of the red and blue webbed spandex wall crawler 'spider-man' (yes this is a reference to the mtv 2000 spider man episode head over heels) I closed up the binder and placed it under my bed and with a flop I was out like a light
the next morning~
after finishing ing my strawberry jammed toast I hit the city of New York. The city people stare at me and give me weird looks but I'm used to it I mean I'm wearing clothes that makes it obvious that I'm the daughter of the joker, either that or some cosplayer... I shrug and walk by the newspaper stand and purchase today's paper and right smack dap in the middle is him the one and only spider man. I make my way over a dumpster placing the rusted green lid down and used the ads as a seat cover and sat on top of it and read. A big smile was planted on my face as I read about spider man defeating doc-oc with a laugh I swayed my legs.
"Ow " a male voice said I looked up from the paper and saw a guy with brown hair and blue eyes with a blue denim short sleeved unbutton jacket with a pink shirt on ( 1994 animated spider man peter parker /)/(\ ahhhh )
"oh sorry about that.."
He looks up at me then blinked a questioning look Im guessing by what I'm wearing but I shrug it off and go back to reading.
"I'm guessing your reading about spidey huh?" He asks, my head jolts up as I can feel my cheeks brighten to a pink and nod. He smiles
"I wish the bugle didn't print such bad things about him though" I puffed the man chuckled
" yeah that's Jameson for ya...He's not one for the web slinger, speaking of him I gotta get going see ya." He waves good bye and quickly runs off. I slide off the dumpster and stuffed the paper in my pocket as a reminder to cut it out and put it in my binder when I get home.
