Bruce POV
I opened my eyes slowly.
God, it's cold.
I shivered. The cold concrete floor was cold. I yawned, and stretched. I guessed that was the best sleep I'd had since we'd been put in that hell-hole. Best I'd get. I had no way of knowing what time it was, but, I guessed that I should get up anyways. I stood, and stretched, walking over to the table to wake my sleeping companion.
"Hey. Time to wake up Jo….ker…" He wasn't there! I searched the whole room, and found nothing. He'd left my cape, the one I had given him to stay warm with, but had left nothing else.
Rage boiled in the pit of my stomach. After all we had done together to get here, he would just pick up and leave me like that!
I knew that I shouldn't have trusted him! I knew that he would do this! Betray me like this! How the hell was I supposed to get home like this?! Oh, when I get my hands on him I'm gonna-
"Psst."
Huh? I looked around, trying to figure out where that sound was coming from. But I was alone.
"Psssssssssst."
"What the hell?" I searched some more, looking for the noise. It sounded like a radio. Or a walkie-talkie.
"Psssssst, Baaaaaaats." Joker? I knew that nickname anywhere. He was the only one that used it. I growled frustrated. Without my equipment and gear, it wasn't as easy to find the stupid thing as it normally would be.
"Bats? Wow, you're either asleep, or you can't find the walkie. Well, I'm going to go ahead and assume you just can't find the radio. Well, if I'm not talking to myself…ahem….check under the table."
I bent down, feeling under the wooden table that Joker had been sleeping on earlier, and there, true to his words, was the walkie-talkie, taped with simple electric tape to the bottom of the table.
I pulled it off slowly, feeling the tape rip off the table. I sighed, then pressed the button to speak.
"Joker, where the fuck are you?! I'm telling you if you left me-"
Joker interrupted, "No, no, I didn't leave you. Aaactually, I'm sitting here, waiting for you. We're pretty far from home, so I hitched us a ride, no problem! "
I could just see his face, with that wide smile, just smiling at me. I sigh again. "What do you mean you, hitched us a ride?"
"Well, ya'see, I got us a plane. But, here's the catch. You got exactly about….hmmmmmm…ten…minutes? To get here, before, well….we go to jail. So! I hope you get moving quickly! Airport 115 to the west, exit 560 on the highway. You'll see the highway right away. SEE YA!"
And the walkie-talkie buzzed off. Holy Shit, what the fuck? How the hell does he expect me to get all the way there in ten minutes. Then again, I still have my zip line cable…
Joker POV
Aaahhh…nothing like relaxing for ten minutes. I stared at the walkie-talkie I was twirling around in my hands. Where did I get those? I forgot.
Hahahaha. I was seriously doubting that Bats would be able to get here fast enough. But, that's one of the reasons I loved him so much. He was always full of surprises.
Always.
Well, between me robbing a bank, then running over here and buying every single ticket to this plane, including the pilot's seat, I think the feds would be on their way by now. I'm reeeaaally hoping he'd be here soon.
I sat for a little longer, the little clock in the cockpit ticking every second, the ticking seemingly oh-so-loudly in my ears. Then I remembered something. I hadn't told Batsy were the fuck we were parked at!
I reached down for the walkie, and grabbed it, lifting it up to my mouth and pressing the button.
"Oooooohhhh Baaaaatss!" I let go of the button. Silence. Ohp, there he is.
"What?" he said it quickly, as if he were out of breath.
"The uh, ride, will be on the far left, only one on the launch ramp."
"A plane? You got us a plane?"
"Uhhh, sort of. Just hurry up, OK? You're coming right?" My voice quavered a little bit, but I hoped he didn't hear it. So, to cover it up, I giggled.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm on my way."
"Ok, well hurry up! Get your cute ass over here!" And I let go of the button, giggling.
Yes, he was on his way.