I love writting Livy's thoughts. it's like she has the mind of a six year old and a twenty six year old rolled together. :) Please enjoy and tell me what you think :D

L.L.A.P

~Laces

After injecting Livy with something to sedate her, Hush lifted the unconscious girl and walked her to his car. At least she seemed unconscious. Besides being slightly groggy, Livy was very awake.

She knew that she needed to act like she was sleeping or Hush would have to inject her again, and she didn't want that to happen. She also knew that she needed to stay awake to devise a plan.

Livy knew that her brother cared for her and would rescue her in a heartbeat, but that didn't mean that he'd find her for sure, that just meant he was determined. Livy knew that, so she knew that when in a situation, she couldn't rely on someone to rescue her. She needed to rescue herself.

But how? The crappy Hush guy is very smart and I can't make any moves around him or he'll just stab my arm with a stupid needle again. But he said he'd give me to the highest bidder. Bidder… cold? No. no. that's not it. That's bitter. Bidder… I know what that word means I heard Damian and Dick use it before. It has something to do with money. Wait! A bidder is someone who will try to out pay someone for an item. That item being me in this case. Yeah Livy! You owe yourself a cookie if I ever get back to the mansion. Okay. Stay focused. What if I'm sold to someone stupid? If I act like I'm still "broken" and weak they won't see me as a threat. They'll think I'm some helpless little girl that they could easily do whatever they want with. Tt, now I can't wait to get sold to some idiot. I'll kick there asses… butts, and then I'll find my way home. Piece of cake. Mmm. Cake. Gah! Stay focused!

The car lurched to a stop and Livy had to struggle to keep time with her equal breaths to have the effect that she was still asleep.

She could feel Hush unbuckle the seatbelt he placed on her then lightly started slapping her face.

"Wake up sweet heart." Livy slowly batted her eyes open, still making them look dead and hopeless as she grunted like she was just waking up.

"Stay silent and let me do the talking." he stated and all Livy did was look down at her feet in defeat. "Now there's a good girl." he smiled.

Livy was carried out of the car and she didn't struggle at all. She allowed herself to be moved and she kept the look of despair in here eyes. That's what she needed to do. However what she wanted to do was kick Hush in the groin and watch him cry. What would you expect from Jason Todd's sister?

Livy and Hush entered a run down building, but inside was practically every wanted criminal and mobster in Gotham.

Okay… didn't expect to see Poison Ivy. And Two-Face. And Scare Crow… and… okay I am now off… ofic… officially. Yeah that's the word. Officially over my head.

Livy had to keep her focus on making herself look weak, and pathetic even though she was getting a little scared.

Hush stood on the stage and held Livy in front of him.

"This is the youngest child of the Wayne Household and it should be obvious that she is worth a significant amount of money. Starting price is one hundred thousand." he proclaimed and people raised their hands. The main people that Livy noticed were Scare Crow, Poison Ivy, and Two Face. The Payments continued to get higher and higher and the three villains hands remained raised.

"Two hundred thousand. Three hundred thousand. Four hundred thousand…"

"One Million!" exclaimed a voice. Livy looked around, trying to find who the voice belonged to. It didn't belong to Ivy, or Scare Crow, or Two Face so she was slightly relieved by that. But who? She then saw him. A small pudgy man with a long beak like nose dressed in fancy cloths with a monocle.

"Ah, Mr. Cobblepot." Hush chuckled. He then looked at the rest of the bidders. "One Million going once? Going twice? Sold! To Mister Cobblepot!" The man waddled up to Livy and smiled his sharp tooth smile. Livy knew that she couldn't attack. She needed to wait.

The man handed over the money to Hush and happily took hold of Livy.

What does this guy need with me anyway? He seems rich enough. Livy thought to herself as the pudgy penguin like man waddled towards his car with Livy in tow.

Once in the car and the limo driver started it's engines, Mr. Cobblepot turned to face the small girl.

"Livy Todd, huh?" he chuckled and then he started to undo the binds on her wrists and ankles.

This guy's making this to easy!

"There we go My dear. Are you more comfortable?" he questioned and Livy slowly nodded her head. "Then say so. Let me hear that voice of yours." he smiled. He crept Livy out, a lot, but she obeyed.

"Y-yes s-sir." she stuttered in a soft voice.

I have to still act like a weak and hopeless little girl. I am a weak and hopeless girl. I am a weak and hopeless girl. Wait… no I'm not. No! I'm acting like one.

"Are you alright, My dear?" Mr. Cobblepot inquired.

"I-I guess. I'm just scared. I miss my family. I miss my home." she whimpered.

"There there." he grinned. "You'll have a new home with me. See, I have a thing against the Wayne Family and I am one for some sweet revenge. You'll stay we me and I'll become your new family." he explained.

NO WAY IN HELL! "I'm… I'm scared. Really really scared."

"It's alright my dear. You'll have a wonderful life with me. You can be my maid. Now that sounds like fun, right?" he questioned gently.

No it doesn't. I mean, sure, Ali's a maid, but she's treated ten times better then what I see on television and read in books. Being a maid means that I gotta serve this fatso and do what he says. Ewwww! But I have to act like I don't know this. I gotta act stupid.

"I… I… guess it sounds fun." she said softly. Mr. Cobblepot smile broadly.

"I can't wait to get home."

And I can't wait to kick your ass fatso... I mean butt…

"I'm still kinda scared, but I can't wait to see your home too." Livy wasn't enjoying acting like a stupid defenseless little girl. She was pissed beyond all belief.

"Now that's a good girl." Mr. Cobblepot cooed.

No. I mean ass.