Autumn, the season where leaves flutter all over the courtyard at Gotham High. As September changed into October everyone in Gotham High grew excited. October was the month of two very important events, Halloween and Homecoming. The first week of October already had the essence of Halloween, when everyone received an invitation to a mysterious costume party on Friday the 13th.
The party was located at an old manor, dated back to when the Galavans were considered one of Gotham's royal families. Black gates made of steel blocked off the path to the house. The gates were monogrammed with the cursive letters, T.G. A sign broken in two hung across from the engraved letters, which read 'No Trespassing'. Trespassing in Gotham was not really considered much of a crime. Police in the city had far much more serious cases to worry about than a couple kids sneaking into a place no one seemed to care about. Much like the yard, the mansion itself was abandoned long ago. All the plants were overgrown or dead, forcing them to curl around the entrance of the door in a sickly fashion. No man in Gotham beside Bruce Wayne, or maybe Thomas Elliot, could afford taking care of such a large place.
In the nature of Friday the 13th, the clouds presented a dark storm for the party. After every crackle of thunder the electricity would surge. Two boys roamed the hallways of the Galavant Manor only an hour before the party.
"Are you sure you don't want me to fix these power surges?" Edward looked over at his friend, slightly confused. He figured since Jonathan acquired his help to get the electricity working in the first place, he would also like the houses glitches fixed as well.
A simple, "No", escaped Jonathan as he remained focused on his task. "It's fine."
"Are you sure?" Ed said, bothered by the imperfection. "It's just a simple reboot-"
"I said it's fine." Jonathan said sternly, looking up. Ed could tell there was something off about him, yet he could not figure out what was wrong. The nerd himself was not the fan of Halloween. He disliked the idea of social gatherings or parties in general. If Jonathan had not forced him to dress up, he would have arrived as himself. Instead, he found himself forced to wear a foolish costume. After a long debate with himself, between deciding to be Sherlock, from Sherlock, or the tenth doctor from Doctor Who, Ed went with the Doctor. His outfits were much similar to his anyways, so all he really did was carry around the Sonic Screwdriver. The one he invented himself of course. Not to forget, he switch out the frame of his glasses for his costume. In his mind it was a brilliant way to get around dressing up, if Ed did say so himself. Ed paused a minute, figuring that Jonathan must have been upset about his costume choice still. He left the room, not wanting to have to change his costume for 'not dressing up'.
Harley and Jack: 30 Minutes til the Party
Across town, in a less wealthy part of Gotham, a stolen purple convertible pulled into Harleen's driveway. The door opened for a Vampire Jack Napier to step out of the driver's seat. He used his red cape to whip the blood off the door handle. Jack then proceeded to walk up to Harley's door. Most normal boys would knock, or ring her doorbell but not Jack. He passed the door off as being open, as he unlocked the door.
"Harley!"Jack yelled, plopping down on the couch. His feet kicked up on the coffee table. "Harley Hurry Up!"
Harleen, or Harley as she was getting used to being called, smiled closing her makeup case. "Comin'!" She squealed, thinking he was at her door. Harley stumbled, fumbling her way excitedly to the door. The young blonde was in such a hurry to see him, she ran past. Harley failed to realize he was sitting behind her on the couch. "Ummm..." She muttered to herself, searching for his face in the peek hole of the door. "Where are ya?" Harley's head tilted, still focused on looking out the door. A cold breath ran across her neck, making her nerves tingle with excitement.
"Boo!" Jack's voice whispered darkly in her ear.
Harley screamed, feeling someone's hands on her hips. She became spooked and shoved the intruder backwards before noticing it was her crush. "MiSTah J!" She felt bad, and became fearful that she shoved him to the floor. Jack played it off rather cool, laughing at her response to her surprise. He did notice how strong the little blonde was. Harley was a girl full of surprises, and Jack loved surprises.
Her eyes seemed to linger a little in awe at his costumed. His red cape, styling black suit and fangs. He looks amazing in everything. She thought, with a lovestruck sigh. Harley hugged him. "MiSTah J! Ya look amazin'" She spoke in a Brooklyn like accent, smiling a mile wide. Harleen became a better version of herself around him, considering she thought less and appeared more relaxed.
Harley did disappoint him in one area, Jack noted. It was Halloween, a time where usually girls would use their costumes as an excuse to dress a little more...showy. Harley was the least bit showy. As Jack eyed her outfit, he noticed the costume to be dull. "A nurse?" He paused, "I thought you wanted to be something more fun Harley, or I don't know. Scary?"
Harley eyes fell like a puppy, noticing its owner was disappointed in them. She felt awful, knowing she did something wrong. Harley thought nurses were scary to some, but he was right. MiSTah J was always right. Her costume fell short to his expectations. "I'm sorry MiSTah J, Can ya help me?"
He smirked, liking the idea. She wanted his style advice. "Where's your red lipstick?"
"It's in my dresser-"
"Alright get that-ah-wait a minute-" Jack paused, his hands going to her chest. "These buttons."
Harley blushed, noticing where his hands were touching. She giggled a little with how close he was to her. "What about the buttons?" She spoke incredibly fast for her heart was racing.
"Well real. nurses never wear them all up. You want your outfit to look real right?" She nodded, letting him fix the problem. Harley thought he was so kind to help her fit in. The Halloween Party would be her first costume party she's attended. His fingers pressed against her chest, which made her breath shorter as she watched him unbutton the first two, three, buttons of her Halloween costume. Harley started to giggle like a little girl. "There! Now for the makeup."
When Jack was complete with Harley, she looked like she just got finish with a patient. A failed patient that is as Fake blood had been splattered all over her perfectly white costume. "Is this betta?" She asked, making a TA da motion as she came out of her bedroom.
Jack grinned, snaking a hand against her waist. His green eyes noticed his Harley pulled up her white skirt a little. Maybe she was not hopeless as he thought. Jack liked his little Harley like this, gave her more of a body. "Perfect." Harley looked cute all covered in blood, it made Jack smile. Although the vampire knew his girlfriend was covered in makeup, and not real blood, the thought of his little Harley wearing blood became a ravishing idea.
"Come on, let's get to the party." He spoke, noticing her eyes were always on him. How could one not like the attention and praise she bestowed upon him. Jack did love the way she looked at him with her blue eyes; like he was the all mighty or a king. Unlike many of the others, Harley never thought of him as a freak, or a messed up kid.
"Okie dokie." Harley replied happily, heading for the door.
In no time the blood themed couple, Vampire and Nurse, were on their way to the mysterious party at the Galavans.
Bruce and Selina: 10 Minutes til the Party
Alfred shook his head, seeing the kitten in the study. He assumed that the young girl from the streets, happened to break in, again. "Miss Kyle, I don't suppose a simple knock or a ring of the doorbell would be too much to ask you."
While laying on the couch, Selina eyed one of the relics that sat upon the table beside her. Nonchalantly she looked up then back down, "but there are no doorbells on your window." The sly feline motioned towards a half open window.
"No but there are locks." Alfred muttered to himself, setting down a coffee pot with a couple cups around it. He straightened his black suit jacket before shaking his head. He disapproved of her outfit alone. Selena wore a tight, leather cat like one piece. Not only was the outfit short and low cut, however, it has fuzzy ears and a tail, which Alfred found disturbing.
He went back down the hall, "Master Bruce, Miss Kyle has arrived ready for the costume party."
Bruce struck a pose at the top of the steps, dressed in yellow and red. "Have no fear! Mighty Mouse is here." He smirked, sliding down the railing. Dare anyone notice how Alfred had a smile on his face. The time had been awhile since he saw Master Wayne in a good, none solemn, mood. His old brain could not remember the last time he saw Master Bruce play dress up. "Master Bruce, I've never seen you in such a pleasant mood."
Bruce grinned from behind his mask, something about hiding who he was gave him a thrill...or it could have been the spandex, the high schooler could not tell which yet. "It is a party Alfred." He remarked, straightening his ears "and me and Miss Kyle are going as Cat and Mouse."
Alfred muttered something, the sounded like 'seems suiting' but Bruce failed to understand what he spoke of exactly due to his British accent. Alfred felt the game the two teens played were much too complex for an old man like himself, therefore, he retired himself to the study.
"Woah." Bruce said, stopping at the sight of Selina. He knew the young girl was beautiful, yet he was in awe. Most certainly black was Selina's color. His eyes lingered over her body in shock, until her laughing broke his train of thought.
"What are you?" Selena tilted her head back, before pouncing to her feet. "I thought you told me you'd be a mouse."
"I am a mouse, Mighty Mouse." Bruce replied, back to his no nonsense self. He did not like being laughed at. His cheerful mood diminished.
"It's Halloween, and you choose to be a cartoon." She rolled her eyes, but stayed close to his side. "So scary."
"I could be scary if I wanted too."
Selina bit on her bottom lip in thought before shaking her head. "Rich bo-Bruce you couldn't scare a fly. Haha, Mighty Mouse it's cute." She chuckled, shaking her head. Selina's tail swayed between her legs as she went to walk away. "Heroes aren't scary." She turned a heel for the door, when he took a hold of her arm.
"Heroes could be scary Selina." His voice taunted her in a manner, which she found curiously fascinating.
A soft chuckle escaped her twinkling black lips. "I'd like to see that." She spoke softly, her blue eyes trailing up to meet his.
Bruce became distracted by Selina as her hands trailed up his chest. He went to lean in for a kiss, when he heard Alfred's throat being cleared. "Master Wayne, the limo is ready."
Bruce gave a small nod, becoming proper and business like. "Yes-Thank you Alfred, Selina and I shall meet you there in a second."
"Sir, I recommend not taking too long. We still have to pick up Miss Dawes, Mister Dent and Miss Gordon."
"Yes Alfred, Thank You."
Selena rolled her eyes, the mood was gone. Especially with the old butler creeping around. Surely, there would be more time for her and Bruce to be alone at the party. She went to follow the old Brit. "Come on Tights."
Bruce watched her sashay in front of him. "It's Mighty Mouse." He frowned, hurrying to catch up with her.