Chapter 7
Well, that was it. Batman had surrendered, leaving Gotham vulnerable. It was what everyone wanted, well, if you mean the Joker by 'everyone'. After all, he was the boss of the whole operation. Cynthia wanted to be more powerful and courageous, Michelle wanted to be a seductress (and something to do), Crane only wanted to be back as the Scarecrow, and Lisa wanted to be happy again (free of Jackson). They had all got what they wanted now.
'Gotham's up for the taking! Anyone want to join me?' Joker asked.
The others all shook their heads. Michelle and Cynthia wanted to go to a club, or something (to have a little fun), and Lisa was tired. Crane just played along with her. When they all told them their reasons, he wasn't too happy.
'So all this work for nothing? This is our best moment to strike! Everyone will be sleeping, and no one can stop us doing what we want!' he moaned.
'Then let us do ourthing!' Michelle shouted back.
'Fine, suit yourselves…More glory for me…' he replied, walking out.
The all soon followed. After talking about all of this (complaining about Joker, discussing what they had just done, what was going to happen next etc), which was about 10 to 15 minutes later, they started to leave. First Michelle and Cynthia, and then Lisa and Jonathan. Robin and Batman had gone long ago (just after Bruce was humiliated by surrendering). The two girls went to a different bar than usual (not the one that they use for meetings), and the other two went back to Lisa's apartment.
When Michelle and Cynthia got there, they grabbed a table and ordered a drink each. Cynthia had a Vodka, mixed with something, and Michelle had a bottle of some sort of 'girly' drink. They relaxed to the smooth sound of the jazz playing on the stage.
'So, do you think that that was the right thing to do to Batman?' Cynthia asked.
Michelle looked at her.
'I dunno. It might not have, but it's all been done now…' she replied with, sighing.
'Why don't you think so, then?' Cynthia asked again.
'Well, I had to get to know Bruce. When you actually meet him, he isn't a bad guy…'
'No?'
'Nope…' she said, taking a gulp of her drink.
'How do you mean?'
Michelle nearly choked. What sort of a question was that? She stared at Cynthia for a moment, eyes wide and not knowing what to say. She then finally got the courage to say something.
'Uh…, well, he…'s pretty nice and polite…'
'Nice?'
'Yeah, you know, friendly…'
'Just friendly?
'Don't tempt me…' Michelle said, in her grimmest sort of tone and her eyes dark like a demon's. She really didn't want to talk about that right now.
Back at her place, Lisa and Jonathan were doing pretty much the same as Cynthia and Michelle; sitting down, talking about what had happened. As for this time, the seating was a sofa, and the entertainment was the TV (instead of the band). She had her head lying against his chest, as he cuddled her. He had his glasses off, since he only really wore them for work. They didn't pay much attention to the TV. Despite actually looking at it as they talked, they weren't actually taking anything in.
'Was it the right thing to do?' she asked.
'It might have been, but if it wasn't, we can't really change it now, can we?' he said to her.
She was happy. She was finally at peace for once. She didn't think that she could ever find that sort of satisfaction with Jackson, but now she had (well, per se). She loved him for everything about him; his looks (especially his eyes), his intelligence, and even that bit about being part psycho. After all, if you don't have that little bit of craziness in you, life really isn't that fun. He was happy. He had finally found someone that was so gorgeous that even he couldn't keep his cool. Plus the fact that she was intelligent and that she was one of his type (Scarecrow's type, anyway).
'What if it wasn't the best thing?' she asked, out of the blue.
He looked down at her.
'Well, if it wasn't, then we can't change it' he said.
He saw her anxiety. He hated that.
'…And we should now be enjoying ourselves…' he finished.
She now looked up at him. She smiled, quickly kissing him.
'I love you so much. You never have a negative attitude…' she sighed.
This was enough for Jonathan. That all that he had wanted to hear. With that, he kissed her. It wasn't like she had done, though. It was a longer, much deeper kiss. It was the sort that Lisa had longed for, for so long. It was a lot more passionate than they had done with their first kiss, as well. Yes, so passionate that she could help but help it on its way. She leaned back, so that her back was on the sofa. He followed her lead, still kissing her with the same intensity. Well, you can guess what happened next. One thing led to another, and by the next 10 minutes, she was laying on her bad, him still attached to her. They didn't notice it, but it was starting to rain hard. The thunder crashed, leaving the rain smearing down the windows like pearls.