Nothing To Fear Chapter 8

A/N: Holy Wows, Animethon Was AMAZING! I Had So Much Fun, And On A Note You Guys Might Enjoy, I Saw Not One, But TWO Scarecrow Cosplayers ^^ Plus, I Got Like A Million And One Pictures Of Him/Her (I Wasn't Sure, They Didn't Speak) Doing Slash/Yaoi Poses With The Joker, It Was Hilarious! Anyway, Enough About Me, If You Wanna Know More (Or If You Want Those Pictures ;D) Feel Free To PM Me.

Disclaimer: I Don't Own Any Of These Characters…I Just Wish I Did…

Jonathan and Jervis poured themselves over their table, talking quietly so as not to attract attention from the guards. They were planning to use the newest guard as a means of escape, luring him into a false sense of security and then exploiting it. Jonathan smiled, the plan was flawless. The guard was certainly no genius, and therefore it wouldn't be too hard to manipulate him.

"Does this mean we have to behave?" Jervis whined. The taller man sighed.

"Yes it does, but don't worry, this really wont take long, this guy really isn't too bright." At that Jervis smiled.

"Oh! Speak of the devil…" He mumbled. Jonathan glanced over his shoulder and caught sight of said guard, who was walking towards them.

"Hiya guys!" He chirped, sitting down beside them. Jonathan grimaced but put on a forced smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm and annoyance.

"Hello, dear boy. How are you?" The younger man smiled and shrugged.

"You know, nothing much."

Jonathan and Jervis nodded simultaneously, a look of horribly fake interest plastered on their faces.

"Do you know something?" Jervis asked, actually interested for a moment, "We don't know each others names!" The younger man gasped as if someone had just danced on his mother's grave.

"You're right! How rude of me!" He extended his hand out towards Jervis.

"My name is Christopher, Christopher Gein, but you can call me Chris." Jervis shook hands with Chris, smiling faintly. Chris turned, facing Jonathan; he once more extended his hand smiling. Jonathan's eye twitched slightly as he shook Chris' hand, though his smile never faltered.

"So…" Chris asked, "What are you guys doing?" Both men looked at each other nervously.

"We were just…uh…"

"Telling jokes!" Jervis exclaimed, grinning. Jonathan shot him a look so cold it could freeze the sun. He didn't notice.

"That's awesome!" Chris said, "Can I hear one?" Jervis' smile faltered momentarily, he actually didn't know any jokes and was just realizing that now.

"Uh…Um…Well…"

"Why don't you come by our cell later when we have a new one?" Jonathan asked, silently praising himself for the quick save. Chris smiled and nodded, standing up.

"Sounds good, you guys." He said, "Look, I've gotta get back to work so…why don't I stop by your cell at about seven or so, okay?" Both men nodded, genuinely smiling. Chris smiled back and walked off whistling happily.

"Thank you…" Jervis mumbled, "I've never actually been one for jokes." Jonathan nodded.

"So…I suppose we should get working on a joke, huh?"

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After an excruciating eight hour wait, seven O' clock rolled around. Jonathan and Jervis waited impatiently, staring at the door nervously. Both men perked up at the sound of footsteps, grinning at each other. The cell door opened, and Chris walked in. Jonathan grinned, noticing the band of keys slung around Chris' wait carelessly.

"How's it going, guys?" He asked, oblivious to their intentions. Jonathan clasped his hands together and smiled. Jervis stayed closer to the back, his hands behind his back.

"We're just fine, Christopher, thank you for asking, now, about that joke…" Chris' face lit up.

"Oh yeah! I almost forgot, lets here it!"

Jonathan looked back at Jervis, who smiled and nodded.

"Alright Chris, we just came up with this one, I'm sure you'll love it." By now Chris was nearly jumping up and down from excitement.

"Okay…" Jonathan started, "There was this squirrel and…" H paused, rotating his wrists. "Oh dear…This joke would be so much funnier if I had a prop of some sorts…" Without a moment's hesitation, Chris tore the key ring off of his belt and handed it to Jonathan, anxiously awaiting the next part of the joke. Jonathan grasped the ring tightly and began pacing the room.

"So this squirrel spends all winter collecting nuts and berries and other things…" He was now in front of Jervis. He tapped him on the wrist; Jervis stepped forward, slowly approaching the unsuspecting guard.

"So when the first snow comes around, the squirrel goes out for one last look…" Jervis was now behind Chris, Jonathan nodded curtly. Jervis whacked Chris upside the head with his book, successfully knocking the man out cold. Jonathan had to admit, he didn't think Jervis really had it in him.

"All of the sudden…" Jonathan finishes, standing over Chris' body. "An Owl swoops down and catches the squirrel. 'What a shame' says the squirrel, 'what's gonna happen to all that good food…'" (T)

Both men laughed, using the keys to open the doors and run out. The rest of the guards were busy monitoring more dangerous inmates in the other wing, so they slipped out unnoticed.

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The two men ran off towards an old abandoned mansion, barely able to control their laughter. Jonathan grinned; he hadn't felt this good in ages. He looked over at Jervis, an insane grin plastered to his face. He realized that he owed his newly found happiness to the smaller man, and smiled warmly.

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Jervis threw the door to the mansion open, coughing at the cloud of dust that flew up. The two of them walked inside, taking in their new surroundings like kids. Jervis whistled. Jonathan remained silent, gazing at the smaller man.

"Wow. I can't believe we got this lucky! I mean, look at this place! It's-

Jervis was cut off by Jonathan forcibly pushing him against a nearby wall, forcing their lips together. He moaned, his senses heightened by the thrill of their escape. Their tongues danced deliciously in their mouths, earning a moan from both of them. Without breaking contact, Jonathan led Jervis towards one of the many bedrooms on the first floor. Panting, he pushed Jervis onto the dusty bed…

A/N: OH HOHOHOHO…I'm Evil ^^ Just Wanted To End This Chapter With Some Much Needed Slashy Goodness : D (T): If Anyone Can Tell Me What This Joke/Story Is From, I'll Dedicate The Next Chapter To Them. Reviews Are Still Needed.