And here we get to one of my favorite things in the whole world, Scarecrow getting some rump trauma! Sorry Jonathan but hopefully this will get someone to review.

As Fornarina licked her dish clean Jervis started asking some more questions

"So..." Jervis said "...What was it like back when you were...Normal?"

"Normal?" Fornarina flickered her ear nervously

"A Normal Goat." Jervis said "What was it like compared to how your...Current state."

Fornarina set the dish down "It's kind of hard to describe." Fornarina said as she clutched the space betwen her eyes "I didn't really think in words back then, everything was sights, sounds, scents and sensations."

It was at that point Scarecrow and Riddler came back, looking slightly worse for where.

"Edward! Jonathan!" Jervis exclaimed "What...What happened?"

"Terrible." Edward said "Batman and Robin showed up before we could unleash either fear gas or a computer viruses."

"Yes." Jonathan said "And if that wasn't bad enough, we were chased halfway across Gotham, at one point I fell, and landed..."

It was at that point Scarecrow entered the kitchen and both Jervis and Fornarina could see that had a large piece of cactus stuck to his rear.

"...On a cactus..." He said irritably "...And don't you dare laugh you Goat!"

Fornarina was straining not to laugh, so to try to 'drown' the laugh she took Jervis' teapot sitting on the table, stuck the spout in her mouth and guzzled the piping hot tea to keep her mouth occupied.

"Shame really." Jervis said "I hoped Batman would be occupied with stopping Milo and Daggert."

"I think he attempted that eariler in the evening." Said Edward "He himself looked rather ragged when he came for us, I saw his suit was torn on the chest with some deep claw marks, I suppose that only made him all the more aggressive in fighting us."

Edward pulled something out of his pocket "You see this?" He said "A clump of fur fell off Batman's cape when he fought me...I already analized the fur, it belongs to Macroderma gigas The Ghost Bat, as you can see this entire clump of fur is as long as my hand so I think Batman had fought a more literal viersion of himself before he fought us...And how do I know this isn't the work of Kirk Langstrom? I don't think Man-Bat was this...Fluffy."

At this point, Jonathan was moaning as he was slowly pulling cacus spines out of his rump and tossing each individual spine in the trash, Fornarina saw the mangled bloody mess that was his rump and felt bad for finding funny the first time, clearly sharply falling on a cactus is horrific no matter what part of you gets pierced.

As much as she felt Scarecrow would not accept her help, she at the very least had to try.

"Among other things I was trained in first aid." She said "I could...Help you with that."

Jonathan, who at this point had his mask off, looked sharply at her for a moment, she shrank down thinking he was going to snap at her, then he softened.

"I suppose..." He said winching "...I could use some...Assistance."

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