Alright, before we get started, i feel complied to tell you that this will not be a slash fic... you'll understand why i said that in a moment. Happy Reading!
Chapter 8
"No." Jonathan said strongly. "Absolutely not."
Harvey sighed; this could go on for a while. They had been there for a good hour or so and it was almost completely quiet. It was bound to end sometime.
"But why not!" Joker said with a smirk.
"I refuse to bunk in the same bed as you!" Jonathan caught himself before he could stomp his foot like an angry child. "Why can't Harvey?"
"Because I'm bigger than you." The taller man smirked. That was his real reasoning anyway. The Joker and Harvey were both bigger muscle and height wise and it would be more awkward if they were forced to share.
Jonathan snorted. "But I'm smarter than you."
"So?" Harvey grinned. Jonathan sputtered. "Jonathan stop being so… difficult. It's only until we find another mattress."
"But…" He glared at the both of them before stopping abruptly. His eyes widened at the paled slightly.
It was obvious to the other two men by now that he was having a conversation with Scarecrow. Joker watched the smaller man with fascination. There was something about him and his other personality that just… caught his interest. He couldn't help but wonder what went on in his mind. Harvey caught his interest to. Joker deeply looked forward to watching the man's descent into insanity. It was the main reason why the Joker, a man who usually preferred to work on his own, had allowed the other two men into his plans.
"Bastard…" Crane mumbled under his breath, obviously still talking to Scarecrow. Harvey cocked an eyebrow, wondering what exactly the other personality had said. "Fine. I'll do it." But then again, if he got Crane to agree, maybe he didn't want to know.
Joker mockingly patted Jonathan's head, making the man scowl and try to swat his hand away. "Good boy." He faked praise.
Jonathan snorted again and finally managed to swat Joker away with one of his trebling hands. "Just keep your hands to yourself."
Joker just grinned evilly at him, secretly debating on whether or not he should behave or make things as uncomfortable as possible for Crane.
Edward Nigma was not having a good day. His didn't get much sleep, the damn solicitors kept calling his apartment, he burnt his dinner and now there were three, count them, three freaking psychos on the loose. He grumbled as he slammed the door of his car shut when he arrived at the scene… at two O' clock… in the morning.
"No offence, Commissioner, but is it really even necessary to call everyone down here anymore? No matter how many times we check the crime scene, they always break out anyway." He stood next to the older man and waited for him to give him orders.
The man simply cocked an eyebrow at him and took a sip of the coffee in his hand, which Edward looked at enviously. "I don't even know anymore, detective, but it's policy, so you're here."
"So what happened?" Edward asked tiredly. He did not want to have to deal with this.
"Joker, Two-Face, and Scarecrow got together and decided to throw a party." Another cop said simply. "We should be glad they didn't blow up the building."
Edward sighed again. "Why do we even lock them up in the same mental facility?"
"Trust me, I tried to spread them out, this was the only place that would take them." Gordon said with a bit of dry humor.
"That's just perfect." He grumbled. After a few field tests and standard checks he was free to go home. He grumbled the whole way back about annoying crazies and how they couldn't have the decency to break out at a more realistic time. "Night time, why is it always when I should be sleeping?"
Crane's eyes snapped open. There was an arm around him squeezing him tightly to a body behind him and the other person was playing with his hair. What the Fu…"JOKER!" He yelled and tired to squirm out of the clown's death grip. He heard hysterical laughter in the other room from where Harvey was sleeping along with the Joker's laughs.
"Common!" He whined. "I just want to, uh, snuggle!" He laughed.
Harvey tried to contain his laughter when Jonathan came storming out of the bedroom and into the living room. Jonathan snarled at the half-faced man and for a moment he wondered what Scarecrow would do to them in this situation. "Get. Up." He growled.
Harvey couldn't resist playing with the man a bit. Maybe he was a masochist. "Make me."
"I intend to." Oh shit.
"Crane?" He asked, sitting up a bit. No response. The Joker came out of the back room, still laughing until he saw the look on Harvey's face. Just because he was crazy, didn't mean he didn't know when to be concerned.
"The Sandman comes on tiptoe, will through the window peep…" They heard Jonathan mumble to himself. He was going though his stuff, looking for something. "And look at the little children…" he pulled out his mask. "Who ought to be asleep." He chuckled manically and though Harvey would hate to admit it, it was scary.
"Crane… Scarecrow, I'm cool with bunking with Joker… no need to go all psycho mother goose on us." He said. Joker laughed at his comparison.
"Have fun out here by yourself Johnny-Boy!"
When they left the room, Jonathan looked down at the piece of burlap in his hands. "It's times like this when you aren't merely annoying." Scarecrow cackled in his head.
You know it, Johnny. The straw man smiled in their head. You know it.
Ok, i laughed several times while trying to write this. The idea just came to me while i was staring at my computer screen, wondering what to write. Once again, i say this is NOT SLASH. Not that i have anything against it, just don't get your hopes up. I wrote this because i believe that the Joker is so comfortable with his sexual orientation that he would cuddle with anybody he was forced to sleep with.
And are you Happy Vive? I give you Eddie! Not much, but some.
We also have Johnny rhyming a bit in here. I thought the rhyme fit perfectly, what about you?
Review! Please?
