He said what?

Everyone said something they didn't mean to at one time or another. It just happened. Everyone also mis understood one thing or another one, that's just how life went.

Even for rogues it was difficult to get your point across, to actually say what you meant and to get what you wanted your enemy to see one way, well… it may actually seem that they thought of it the other way.

It had been the whispers around the asylum for a while now, hushed words and whispers about one thing Edward Nigma had said and how… well how he had corrected himself.

In some ways the correction made it much much worse and all the more funnier for the rogues.

But rogues that Edward had hung out with as it where hadn't heard about or if they had they didn't believe it.

Someone like Edward Nigma making a mistake like that? Ha, stupidest thing any of them had ever heard.

Turned out it wasn't quite as stupid as they had first thought.

But while they all sat in the rec-room together, the rogues of Arkham had very shocked and confused looks on their faces, one of them however looked very embarrassed.

"You said what?!" Gar yelled with a look of pure shock and horror.

Harley was rolling on the floor laughing, even Pam was chuckling a tiny bit.

Jonathan did not look impressed at all. "Have you ever thought about installing a brain to mouth filter, Edward?"

"I… I never meant it like that!"

"My dear Dormouse, I think it's the fact you correct yourself, like you expected Batman to think of it in that way."

"Yeah, Riddles, you may be good looking, but you ain't that good looking," Harley laughed as she simply lay on the floor breathing heavily to gain the air she had lost from laughing.

"It's not my fault, who knows how that base minded savage works!"

"Clearly," Jonathan drawled as he glanced over at Edward who was now glaring heavily at him.

Harley smiled slightly. "Hey I don't care which way Eddie swings. He's still my buddy."

"I don't swing that way," Edward growled. "I have a girlfriend."

"Doesn't always mean anything."

Edward threw his hands up in the air. "Okay, I do not have a problem with people if they swing that way, in fact some of my henchmen have swung that way, but I do not."

"Quite frankly," Jonathan interrupted looking up from his book. "I think you're far too in love with yourself to love anyone else."

Edward scowled harshly. "I have a girlfriend you know," he glared at all of them. "I think I made that quite clear not moments ago!"

"I still can't believe you said that," Gar muttered as he sat with a shell shocked look to his face and mouth agape.

"It could of happened to anyone."

"And yet it happened to you."

"You really said that?!" Gar asked once more.

"I made one mistake!"

"It's gonna cost ya!" the Firefly grinned as he leaned forwards. "Cause I bet by now, everyone knows about it."

Edward paled. "You wouldn't!"

"I wouldn't," Gar agreed smirking. "But Harley would."

Harley grinned at him and Edward looked like he was going to die right there and then.

"No! You can't! If you did, I'd be the laughing stock of the rogues!"

"No change there then," Jonathan mumbled and Edward glared at him with laser like gaze.

"Oh come on!" he threw his hands up. "Don't tell me non of you have ever said something wrong to him!"

"No."

"Nope."

"Nada."

"Heaven's no."

"Can't say I have."

"UH huh!"

"Never."

His shoulders slumped and he looked down at the floor before he looked back up. "You… you're not going to tell anyone are you?"

"Oh don't worry Riddles," Harley grinned. "If it embarrass ya that much, I won't tell a soal."

Edward smiled and stood up before he walked off, looking happier then before leaving the others to sit and watch him leave in silence.

They were quiet for a whole minute before they all burst out laughing, some where even crying with laughter.

"Oh…" Lynns laughed. "You're so gonna tell them all aren't ya Harley?"

Harley giggled and nodded her head. "Yep!"

By lunch time, Edward was the laughing stock of the whole Asylum.

THE END.

Note: Yeah it's only a short one, short but sweet :) Anyway I hope you guys liked this one and I mean come on, who doesn't remember that comment?

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