Disc: don't own Jonathan or Eddie
There are some people who love to take road-trips. They routinely pack up their vehicles and head out into the great unknown-happily singing songs and playing license plate games along the way.
Jonathan Crane was not one of these people.
The Scarecrow preferred to stay in one place, working on his toxins and terrorizing the surrounding populace.
So being stuck in a jolting RV with no air conditioning and someone who obviously loved being on this trip for several days was really beginning to get on his nerves.
"Eddie, for the last time, I will not play the alphabet game with you at this time, or any other."
"Ah, come on, Jonathan! It's easy! All you have to do is find a word on a sign that starts with 'A' and then one that starts with 'B' and so on. Please?"
"No."
"Well, that's no fun."
"No. No, it isn't."
Edward Nygma sighed and turned into an intersection. "Well, good news, we're almost there."
"Finally."
"Probably just a few more hours of driving."
Jonathan closed his eyes and curled up on the somewhat soft padded bench of the RV. Maybe if he took a nap it would go a little faster…
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"Jonathan! Jon, wake up!"
"Mmm…huh? Wa?"
"Look! We're here!"
Jonathan awoke to the Riddler gently shaking his shoulder. The RV was parked alongside the road and when the Master of Fear sat up, he could indeed see palm trees swaying gently in the afternoon breeze. Rubbing his eyes, the Scarecrow stood and walked to the front of the vehicle.
Near the palm trees, patches of flowers grew, their colors varying from hot pink to orange. Jonathan had to admit that it was pretty. He turned to the Riddler, but Eddie was rummaging around in a hidden compartment under a seat cushion.
"Here we are!" he exclaimed, lifting out a bright green duffel bag. Unzipping the bag, he pulled out a shockingly green and purple Hawaiian print shirt and pulled it on over his purple t-shirt. "Ok! Now I'm ready! Let's find a hotel!"
Relieved that they were going to stay in a hotel with actual beds, Jonathan decided not to mention the shirt and nodded, getting into the front passenger seat.
"Smile, Jon-ay!" Eddie said, sliding into the driver's seat. "We're in California!"
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Close to an hour later, Eddie had managed to find a decent hotel. Not asking where the Riddler had gotten the money for the expensive looking suite, Jonathan stood on the room's balcony that overlooked the ocean and breathed in the sea breeze. The air here was a lot fresher than Gotham's, but maybe that was just because they were near the ocean. Jonathan was so preoccupied with the sights and smells of it all, that he didn't even notice Eddie walk up beside him. "Beautiful, isn't it?" he asked.
Without thinking Jonathan said, "Yes…I mean it better be…we drove long enough."
Eddie smiled and clapped Jonathan on the shoulder. "Well, come on! Let's get something to eat before we head down to the beach!"
Jonathan nodded. "Ok." Then he realized what the Prince of Puzzles had said. "Wait, what? I don't want to go to the beach! Eddie!"
But the Riddler was already out the door.
