When Edward woke in Myrtle Jenkins's apartment he was surprised, to say the least, the place was practically a shrine to him. Once he got over the initial panic of not being able to move and he was almost sure Myrtle wasn't going to go all Misery on him. His frustration was at an all-time high, he's put up with the acupuncture, heat lamps, and even deep tissue massages. Myrtle over the past couple of days had been literally doing everything for him which only added to his frustration. Edward deep down knows that she is only trying to help him, but that still didn't make it any less humiliating for him. To add insult to injury he couldn't even manage to solve a couple of simple riddles.
Ed felt bad for snapping at Myrtle especially since she was only trying to help. He watched as she crossed the room and began to scroll through what he assumed was a book of riddles, she had a rather crestfallen look on her face.
"Myrtle I'm sorry I shouldn't have snapped at you. This isn't your fault it's Oswald's and you have been nothing, but hospitable to me." Edward spoke. Myrtle looked up from her book with a bright smile on her face. "Oh Eddie it's fine really. You are upset and understandably so, I don't blame you not one bit my love." Myrtle assured Edward. "Still I'm sorry Myrtle really I am." Edward said. "Eddie you're so sweet I promise no matter what I'll help get you back into tip top shape so you can get you're revenge on Penguin." Myrtle smiled.
Edward was relieved he needed to try to stay in Myrtle's good graces. His muscles thanks to Myrtle's help were beginning work. He was able to move his arms and legs, hands, feet, fingers, and toes. He hadn't attempted to try to get out of bed yet. He wanted to wait until Myrtle had to leave the house. He needed to be careful, just in case she really was an Annie Wilkes in disguise.
Myrtle put the book the down and sighed. "Eddie dear I'm afraid I have to work tonight there is going to be a mandatory meeting everyone must attend. I will make sure you have something to eat before I leave." she explained. "I understand. Where do you work if you don't mind me asking?" Edward wondered. "I'm a bar maid at The Iceberg Lounge. It was how I was able to watch and keep an eye on Penguin without him being the wiser." Myrtle said.
"Be careful the meeting could be a plan to interrogate his employees if he suspects that it was an inside job." Edward warned. "I'll be careful I promise. Now I just have to get changed and I'll get dinner ready for you." Myrtle told him.
Edward watched as Myrtle went behind her dressing divider to get changed. He's tried not watch her, but he was human after all. The silhouette was enough to put some images into his head. He laid his back on the pillows and mentally chastised himself, he really must be the biggest creep maybe Kristen was right about that.
Myrtle emerged from behind the divider wearing a white button up shirt with sleeve garters and a black pencil skirt. She slipped on a pair of black pumps and headed for the kitchenette. "I hope you don't mind something simple for right now. I'll fix you a sandwich, but later if your still hungry I can make you whatever like. There's an all night market near by so it wont be a problem." Myrtle babbled.
"You really shouldn't trouble yourself on my account." Edward said. "Eddie my love it's no trouble at all I would do anything for you." Myrtle replied. She walked over to the bed with a tray containing the sandwich and a glass of water. She next to Edward on the bed breaking off a piece of the sandwich and placing it near his mouth for him to take a bite. Honestly Edward was sure he could probably feed himself, but it was probably best to keep that to himself for now.
After a couple of bites of the sandwich at a time Myrtle would help Edward drink the glass of water. It wasn't long before the sandwich and water finished. Myrtle turned on the television for Ed and promised that she would be back in no time to take care of him.
Myrtle took a deep breath as she entered The Iceberg Lounge. She followed the sounds of talking into the employee lounge. Everyone had a nervous look on there face and Myrtle was sure it had to do with the scary bald man sitting in the corner. Myrtle took an empty seat at the table. Sitting at the head of the table was none other than Penguin himself.
"I'm sure all of you are wondering what all of this is about, let me end your suffering. I have it on good authority that someone among you is responsible for the theft of Edward Nygma and I assure you no one and I mean no one steals from me and gets away with it. Whoever the guilty party is will pay and pay dearly." Penguin spoke. He slammed his fists on the table getting his point across and making several people jump and squeal. The look on his face was positively murderous.
One bye one Myrtle watched as people got lead away to be questioned. She was doing her best to stay calm and not to panic. It would do her Edward no good if she was found out, he needed her. Her heart was hammering in her chest as the bald man approached her.
She followed the odd man into a small empty room. There was only a small table with a couple of chairs. Myrtle took her seat and the man sat across from her. "Shall we get started?" he asked with a smirk.