Animal Fun.
If there was one thing in Arkham that every inmate agreed on, it was that the food in the place was disgusting and quite frankly should not be deemed edible at all. But hey, cut backs and such and the added effect that they were rogues and well, who cared about rogues.
Another thing that all the rogues would agree on in Arkham was the ability to sleep. Or lack of it seemed.
Garfield, a man who actually liked sleeping despite all the fires he started at night, often had this problem. It didn't help to be sharing cells with Drury either.
He was currently sitting on his bunk, the top of course since the bottom felt too close to the ground and it was enclosed, two things Gar hated in life. But sitting on the top bunk he realised he would kill for some food, food that you could actually eat and didn't look like the thing, as Nigma so beautifully put it one time, 'what Killer Croc forgot to flush', that was enough to put you off your food.
"Gar?"
Right on time as per usual.
"What Drury?"
"I think there's someone outside the cell!"
Gar huffed and peered under the bed to find Drury sitting at the far end of the bed, his sheets pulled up to his face as wide eyes stared at the cell door.
"No kidding," Garfield huffed. "We're in prison, Drury what do you expect?"
"Actually we're in an insane asylum…" he trailed off at the harsh glare he was receiving from the pyromaniac situated above him.
"Even so, there's gonna be people outside our cell you idiot! To keep an eye on us."
"You mean.." Drury's eyes widened. "They watch us in our sleep?!"
Garfield could tell that Drury was scared stiff and any decent person would reassure him, tell him no they don't they just walk the halls.
Garfield Lynns was not a decent person.
He grinned down at Drury, his grin looking worse with his added scars in the dim light. "Oh yeah… they watch you all night in fact there are hidden cameras in here that are watching us night after night," he got closer to Drury's face as he continued. "After night," a little closer, "After night," a bit closer. "After nighhhhaaahha!" He fell off of the bed.
Drury simply stared at him with wide eyes as Garfield rubbed his head in annoyance.
"Yo, you finished with ya acrobatics, Fire bug?" they both turned to the door of their cell to see the fermilure face of Otis Flanegin. "Or are ya just getting warmed up?"
Garfield glared. "Quit yer starin', Rat! What you doing out of yer cell?"
"Me and Way are looking for food and guess what!"
"You found food?"
"Yep!" Otis nodded and grinned. "And even better it's stuff you can actually eat and taste!"
"Wait…" Gar stood up and walked up to the cell door. "You mean you found actual edible food? Food that has taste?"
"Chicken, beef, chips, fries, salad, burgers the lot!" Otis grinned widely his two rat like teeth poking out at the front of his mouth. "We was thinking us animals could go and get us some scraps! Wipe the smiles of those bigger rogues, what ya think?"
For the first time in a long time, Garfield grinned. "Sounds good to me, say Drury, you hungry?"
"A little," Drury admitted still hiding under the sheets, eyes and wild chocolate brown hair visible.
"Well get your sorry hide over here! We're gonna get us some grub, actual stuff you can eat!"
That seemed to snap Moth out of his stupor and he quickly ran to the door, tripping over his sheet on the way.
"Umm…" Otis trailed off as he stared at him. "Do you have to bring him with us? What if he triggers an alarm?"
"It's only fair," Gar shrugged as the door opened and he walked out, shortly followed by Drury who was shivering slightly from the cold.
"Don't know how you cope with short sleeve Gar, I'm frozen."
Gar grinned at him. "What can I say, I'm just a hot guy."
"Alright love birds," Otis growled before he chuckled at the look he was given from the two bugs in front of him. "I was kidding," he waved them off and beckoned them to follow him.
"Hold up," Gar said, his hand raised in a stopping motion. "There's one more guy we gotta get."
Soon the trio found themselves outside of Kirk Langstrom's cell. Truth be told, Garfield actually felt a little bit sorry for him, as did most of the rogues, hell even Crane felt a little bit sorry for him. The reason was because they all knew what a monster or a bad guy looked like and Langstrom had non of those qualities about him. He was simply a victim of circumstance and they were always the worse. Same with Hatter and Ventriloquist. They didn't really need to be here.
"Hey Langstrom, get up," Gar called through the bars.
They heard a grown before a rustling of sheets and then Kirk was at the bars staring at them while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"What are you doing here Firefly?"
"Midnight snacking," Gar grinned at him. "Ratty here found actual food, wondered if you'd be interested?"
Langstrom stared at him for a while. "No one's going to get hurt are they?"
"Nah, We'll only knock 'em out! Promise."
Kirk looked at the other two rogues that were with him.
"What kill 'em," Otis nodded his head.
"Scouts honour!" Drury cried holding up his hand in a scouts solute making Garfield clip him on the back of the ear.
"Alright then.." Kirk said hesitantly. "But how are you going to get me out of my cell?"
"Old Ratty's gonna sort that out for ya'."
Rat Catcher walked up to the cell and slid the key card through the slot and the door slid open.
Kirk frowned slightly. "Where did you get that?" he asked as he pointed at the key card.
"Croc gave it to me," Rat shrugged.
"And where did he get it?"
Otis gave him a dead look. "I didn't ask," with that said he walked off down the corridor, calling behind him. "Now hurry up!"
Garfield wrapped in arm around Langstrom's shoulders. "It's a case of ask no questions and you'll get no lies," he explained.
"In other words… if Killer Croc got it, I don't want to know how he got it?"
Gar shook his head. "No in the case of Killer Croc, it's a thing of you really don't want to know how he got it," he tapped his chin in thought. "Say Drury I wonder which Guard lost their hand this time?" he chuckled.
Drury stared at him for a long time. "Key cards are kept on the guard's belts."
"A leg then?" Gar shrugged before he pocketed his hands and began to walk off, laughing slightly at his own joke, with Drury and a very confused and slightly unnerved Kirk following him.
It wan't long before they caught up to Otis and he was standing next to the hulking figure of Waylon Jones, aka Killer Croc.
At the sight of Drury, Croc frowned slightly. "Why'd ya bring him with ya? He ain't exactly the stealthy type."
Gar stopped dead in his tracks and gave Croc a look. "You're one to talk. What are you… six 20 or something?"
"Seven foot three," Croc growled out.
"My point still stands."
"I'll be quiet," Drury whispered as he hid behind Garfield.
"No offence, Mothy," Croc grunted as he stared down at the short man. "But a heard of elephants ain't as noisy as you."
Moth frowned slightly and poked his head further from behind Gar's back and raised his finger to make a point. "Actually… elephants make no sound when they walk."
Everyone stared at him, Garfield giving him a withering look of 'why would you correct Killer Croc, the seven foot three monster in front of us?!'
Drury shrunk back slightly as Croc bared his teeth slightly.
"He's right."
All heads snapped towards Kirk who had been staring incredibly quiet.
"Elephants don't make a sound when they walk," he explained.
"Who are you?" Croc growled as he glared at him.
"Kirk Langstrom."
"Langstrom huh?" Croc sniffed the air slightly. "I heard about ya. The Man Bat."
"Please don't call me that," Kirk shifted slightly, his arms wrapping around himself slightly.
Croc stared before he turned to Garfield. "Victim of circumstance?"
"Oh yeah, big time," the Firefly nodded before he took a step towards him, Drury following suit. "So.. where's this food we've heard so much about?"
"It's this way," Croc nodded in a general direction. "But.. we're gonna have to be quiet," he snarled glaring right at Drury.
Drury gulped and made a motion of him zipping his mouth, locking it and then throwing away the key.
"Ain't ya mouth I'm worried about Drury, it's ya feet."
"You could always carry him if you'd like," Garfield smirked at him slightly.
Waylon glared before he turned and began to walk, the ground shook a little with his steps, only slightly though, he seemed to be getting more quiet as they continued to walk.
Gar shrugged Drury off his shoulder and followed after the crocodile man, with Otis following closely and then Drury came padding along after them, with Kirk not far behind.
It had been mostly quiet until Croc had came to a stop at a corner, he held a finger to his lips to instruct to be quiet, before he went down on all fours and silently crawled across the floor to the other corner.
Garfield followed and then Otis did, shortly followed by Langstrom.
They stood and stared at Drury, well one stared the other three glared at him in a way that said 'don't mess this up', which put a whole lot more pressure on Drury then it should of done.
He began to walk across but tripped over, yelping when he hit the floor.
The guard look startled and went to turn around but he saw nothing.
The thing he had missed in that split second was the giant scaled hand reaching out and grabbing Drury's collar before he pulled him up and around the corner.
Now the rogues were all bunched together, completely silent with Garfield's hand plastered around Drury's mouth.
When nothing happened after 2 minuets they sighed a sigh of relief before Garfield smacked Drury on the back of the head and chased after Otis and Croc.
Drury grumbled slightly and rubbed the back of his head with a sad look on his face.
"You okay?"
He turned to see Langstrom was standing next to him with a kind smile.
"Yeah, fine. Happens alla' the time. I'm used to it," Drury shrugged.
"Alright, as long as you're sure," Kirk began to walk off and Drury caught up to him.
"Ya know, you really don't fit in here," Moth commented. "I mean, I don't know what you did, man but… you don't deserve to be locked up in here."
Kirk stared at him for a long time, with an almost haunted look in his eyes. "Believe me, after what I did," he turned and walked off. "I deserve everything I get."
After a long time of walking around corridors they finally reached it to the kitchen where no one was and they stared in awe.
"Didn't I tell ya?" Otis grinned.
"Wow!" Drury whispered with wide eyes.
"Rat.. this is.. amazing!" Gar breathed.
"I'll say," grunted Croc.
"That's… that's impressive," Kirk cried as he stared.
"Look at it all!" Garfield cried as he ran into the room full of lovely food and everything was fresh and looked amazing.
"It's the night's staff lunch. I don't think they'd mind if we helped ourselves to a few bites."
It only took about a second before everyone was eating the food they had missed so much.
Of course, Croc got all the meat well most of it anyway, but no one was going to mess with him They all ate up the food, grinning and chatting, laughing about how all the other rogues were now sitting in their cells moping about their empty stomachs.
Even Kirk loosened up a bit.
Their enjoyment though was cut short at the sound of foot steps from down the corridor.
"Oh no!" Drury shouted before Garfield clamped a hand around his mouth.
"Come on!" Otis yelled as they ran to the other door. "We gotta split!"
They all ran out of there, the door they ran through just closing as the other one opened.
Warren White, the Great White Shark, poked his head around the door and stared in amazement at the food that was on the shelfs.
"Wow," he whispered before he stepped in through the door, clasping his hands behind his back, showing of his trade mark, lipless grin. "Guess the Great White Shark better take his bite."
He sat himself down at a table, pulling a napkin out from a nearby draw and placing it around his neck before he poured himself a glass of juice.
He lifted the glass up and smirked before taking a sip. "And they said the food at Arkham was bad?" he placed the glass down before he placed a box of tooth picks next to his plate as he put on a mixture of meat and veg, taking his knife and fork he began to cut into it. "They have no idea what they're talking about."
THE END!
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