Frozen Bats.

It was true, one thing that all of the Arkhamites could agree on was Victor and Kirk were probably the most unlucky and the biggest cases of bad circumstance you've ever heard of.

Both had happy lives, both had wives and the possibility of starting a family and then it was turned to ruin.

Before their very eyes their lives were shattered like glass and they lost everything and any chance of hope and family they ever had.

Freeze turned cold and heartless towards the world around him, but Langstrom on the other hand locked himself away from the world because he cared so much for it and because he thought that locking him away would be the best thing for the world.

They were both incredibly sad characters as a whole so was it any surprise why all the others were very confused when they found Kirk and Victor together chatting and even laughing, Victor Freeze, laughing it was probably one of the most chilling things any of the others had ever heard.

"What's gotten into them?" Edward quizzed the others as they stared at the two supposed sad rogues who seemed to be very happy at this current moment in time.

"Maybe the Doctors had upped their medication and this is a side effect?" Crane drawled as he stared with his arms crossed firmly across his chest.

"And they're… laughing," Harley whispered with wide eyes.

"We should ask them," Gar concluded as he stood with the rest of them, chewing on a stick.

"Why are you chewing on a stick?" Edward asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Miss my cigarets, needed to chew or have something in my mouth so… stick it is," Gar shrugged as he pocketed his hands and followed the others as they walked over to Victor and Kirk.

"Hey guys," Harley smiled slightly as she put her hands behind her back and smiled nervously. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes," Freeze answered dully. "Why wouldn't it be?"

"Let us consider this a moment, Victor," Jonathan spoke up as he steepled his fingers. "You and Kirk are probably the most melancholic out of all of us, so forgive us if we find it strange that you two are… laughing."

"We can still laugh," Kirk whispered as he stared up at the others.

"Okay… let us put this way," Gar leaned back on his heels. "You two don't laugh."

"We're concerned," Edward added.

Kirk smiled and leaned back slightly. "You shouldn't be. Me and Victor were just comparing notes about our dates with our wives as well as the honeymoon."

"And the wedding," Victor added.

"Can't forget the wedding," Kirk smiled.

"Huh? So everything okay with ya?" Harley asked with a raised eyebrow tilting her head slightly to the side.

Kirk smiled and nodded. "Everything is fine."

"Did you ever take Francine ice skating?" Victor suddenly asked.

Kirk shook his head. "Neither of us could skate, both never had a pair of dollar blades, too busy reading science books. We did go to the fun fair though."

"The fun fair?"

"Yes, it's where I discovered I had a fear of heights, kind of ironic when you think about what I became in the end?"

The two laughed slightly and it made the others jump and stare.

"I was never very good at ice skating, but Nora was always so elegant at it, she taught me," Victor smiled. "I met her at college and then she took my ice skating and began to teach me."

"Did you try to feed her the wedding cake after you cut it?"

"Of course," Victor smiled ever so slightly. "And got wedding cake on her nose by accident."

"Ah thank goodness."

"What?"

"It's not just me then," Kirk grinned.

"Oh and did you ever…"

The others stared as they continued with their tales of happiness, something that was foreign to the rest of the rogues there and most of the things they talked about doing was only ever seen in storybooks or films or even the tv, they never had any experience of it.

"I suddenly feel like I don't belong here," Edward mumbled.

"I concur," Jonathan agreed. "That is why I am leaving."

"Ditto."

"Wait for me."

"We'll see you two later," Edward said as he turned to follow the others out.

"See you later, Edward," Kirk called as he turned back to talk with Freeze.

"I did take her to the ice skating performance."

"I did as well," Kirk smiled. "What year was it?"

"It had just become 2000."

"Same."

"We must of gone to the same show," Freeze muttered before he frowned. "I am surprised I did not see you there."

"I was a lot younger then, Victor," Kirk laughed. "I looked very different."

"I did, also," Victor agreed with a smile, before it faded away. "I remember that day so very well… it was one of the last things I did with Nora… then she became sick."

"It was one of the last things myself and Francine did," Kirk sighed. "My hearing began to deteriorate soon after and then we began to focus more on the research and less about what was really important in life."

"I think I did the same," Victor sighed. "Nora always told me to look to the future, to never dwell on the past and always treat the day we are given like a gift, because it was called the present."

"Francine told me something simular," Kirk sighed and shook his head. "Guess both of our wives were very wise and wonderful people."

"Yes, they were," Freeze smiled before it slowly faded away.

Kirk's faded too and they bother turned away from each other with sad looks, looks of regret and sadness.

Their true selves came to the for to show what they truly were.

Sad, broken men with nothing left to loose because they'd already lost everything and didn't see how they could ever get it back. Their happiness had died for them both a long time ago and there was nothing that could ever get it back for them.

The Doctors always said to both of them there was a chance, that they could get their lives back if they tried hard enough but what their Doctors didn't understand or see was that their wives their loved ones were their lives, the wives were their gifts everyday they got up and they could never get that back.

To no longer feel a warm hand in theirs to no longer feel love and warmth of the one they held most dear to them, once that had gone there was no hope for them, there was no life for them outside of what they had become.

They dealt with their pain in different ways, they turned their backs on the world and became cold towards it and uninterested, they would argue that it was because they still loved the ones they had lost and couldn't let go of them just yet.

But this wasn't love, how could it be?

Love was warm.

THE END.

Note: Yes! Depressing I know but hey, those two are probably the most depressing characters I love! Anyway I hope you guys liked this or at least brought out the feels! :P

Next up: Squad Goals: Harley and two assassins... ah, what more is there to say?