New years resolutions.

The Doctors were always trying to come up with new and inventive ways to rehabilitate their patients. Sometimes it would be as simple as colouring, other times if would be learning how to take care of other people.

This time, it was planning a New Years Eve party.

It was mundane and normal and had no dangers attached to it what so ever. How could it? It was just arranging a party for the mentally ill and unstable what could possibly go wrong?

Everything apparently.

Jonathan stood at the bottom of the ladder, eying the decorations with slight distaste. The Christmas ones were bad enough, now they had to celebrate New Years?

What was even the point? Not like anything was going to change for them. They'd all be stuck in Arkham still.

"Would ya pass me that garland, Professa?" Harley was as she leaned down from the ladder and held her hand out, Kirk was holding the ladder so it didn't fall, but Jonathan was holding the box of decorations.

"Whoever thought this was a good idea deserves to be shot," he deadpanned as he passed Harley the garland she was after. "In fact, I think shooting them would be too kind."

"Aww, why so glum, scare chum?" Edward teased as he walked past and took another decoration from the box. "At least it's better then therapy."

"This is therapy you dimwitted drop out," Jonathan snarled at him before sighing and shaking his head. "I do not see the point to it or what the Doctors are trying to achieve by doing it either."

"No offence, Professa', but you don't see the point in doing anything that has nothing to do with fear," Harley explained from above as she hung the garland around the pillar.

"I haven't known you as long as Harley and Edward and even I would say the same thing," Kirk whispered as he helped Harley down from the ladder.

Jonathan rolled his eyes. "I just don't see the point in doing this. It's not going to change anything."

"Maybe not," Edward agreed. "But even you have to agree it's better then therapy. Normal therapy that is."

"That is debatable."

Harley rolled her eyes and took the box off him. "Well, I prefer this then answering personal questions about myself."

"Or having to look back on our crimes."

"Has he started complaining already?" Garfield spoke up as he came walking over to the group of them, Drury not far behind with garlands wrapped around him like too many badly coloured scarfs thrown together.

Otis wasn't too far behind them either.

"I am not complaining and what do you mean already?"

"We had a bet," Edward explained with a shrug as he helped Kirk with the ladder as they walked over to the next pillar.

"Why would you bet?"

"Because what else were we gonna do?" Garfield shrugged like it was obvious. "Besides, it's sometimes the only fun we can ever have with you, spooky. Your serious even for me, right Drury?"

Drury, unable to speak because of the amount of garlands he had wrapped around him nodded.

"Well at least you found a way to shut him up," Jonathan mumbled with a smile twitching at his lips.

Garfield nodded and grinned. "Garlands are surprisingly useful."

They followed after the others and began to help with the rest of the decorations, Otis's rats were surprisingly useful to say the least.

"You think the guards will let us have some music on?" Harley questioned as he eyed the radio in the corner. "I mean, I like music while I work."

"I doubt it," Edward mumbled.

"What's the harm in asking?" Kirk questioned as he went back to his job of holding the ladder again.

"Oh for gods sake.." Garfield mumbled and walked over to the radio, turning it on and began to tune it to a channel that wasn't too bad.

'So what if I'm crazier then crazy, so what if I'm sicker then sick. So what if I'm out of control, maybe that's what I like about it.'

The others paused at the sound of the radio and they all turned and raised an eyebrow at Garfield who shrugged.

"Seemed appropriate."

They all shrugged in agreement before carrying on with their work. It was actually going pretty well, until a new inmate was brought in to help them.

Everyone froze and stared.

Julian Day.

Who thought this was a good idea?!

"Julian?" Harley raised and eyebrow at him as he walked over to all of them. "What ya doing here?"

"Merely here to help celebrate the season, the date," his eyes flashed with something akin to excitement before going dormant and he gave them a smile you would call warm but it chilled the others to the bone. "Nothing more I can assure you."

Edward turned to Jonathan who was still staring at Julian. "Why do I get the feeling he's not telling us the whole truth?"

"I don't know Edward, maybe it has to do with the crimes he's so famed to have committed?"

"Is sarcasm your second language?" Edward demanded as he gave the Doctor a glare.

"Third actually, but ohh, you were so close," the Doctor grinned at him as he went back to work with the rest of the decorations.

The others soon returned to it too, Harley and Kirk worked rather well together and soon Drury was with them, passing up the brightest coloured garlands that they had.

Julian stayed to himself, not that the others were complaining, the guy gave them the creeps.

Drury was keeping a very big distance from Julian especially, also making sure Kirk stayed away from him too. If there was one person he didn't need to meet, it was Julian Day.

"I wonder," Jonathan pondered as he steepled his fingers together. "If I could study the fear that comes with the inability to follow ones resolutions for the new year?"

They'd taken a break, all sitting away from Julian but now they were staring at Scarecrow in slight horror.

"Do you have to turn everything into something to do with fear?" asked Otis, his eyebrow raised as he picked up on of his rats and began to pet it lightly.

"Figuratively speaking of course," Crane carried on with a shrug.

"Could you not stop, for like ten minutes!?" Garfield cried with a wave of his hand. "You're almost as bad as Day! Can't you just leave one holiday alone for once, let it be happy, that's all I'm asking."

"That's all anyone is asking," Edward muttered.

"I don't know what you mean."

"You told ghost stories on Christmas Eve," Kirk whispered with a raised eyebrow.

Jonathan slowly nodded his head before speaking. "That's because it was tradition to tell ghost stories on Christmas Eve."

"You're not one for tradition, Professa!"

"Yeah, all you needed was an excuse, Jonathan!"

Jonathan said nothing, but simply raised an eyebrow looking over everyone's heads. "Were we planning on using the Guards as part of the garland decorations?"

"What?!"

"No of course not," Edward growled.

"Someone might wish to inform Julian of that… I don't think he got the memo."

They span around, eyes wide in slight shock and ever so slight horror as there was Julian Day, stringing the Guards up as decorations for the New Years Eve party.

He didn't seem bothered as they screamed and thrashed around, simply whistling to himself a few New Years songs as he continued his work.

"Julian!" Harley yelled as she sprang to her feet.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Firefly snarled in slight horror but mostly anger.

"I'm putting up the decorations," Julian explained as if it was obvious. "You wouldn't happen to have any paint would you? I need to write Happy New Years on the front of their clothes."

"Day, that's not what we're doing!"

"Yeah, let the poor guys down," Harley said as she sprinted towards him, but he pulled a knife out from his belt and pointed it in her general direction.

Jonathan rolled his eyes. "Why does this concern us?"

"Because we'll be put in solitary," Edward growled out.

The old Doctor was quiet for a moment. "Well… when you put it that way…"

They charged.

Surprisingly Julian wasn't that bad at fighting, despite his bad leg he was actually very good at it, also couple that with the fact he had a knife, it was an unfair advantage.

"Why can't we just fry him!?"

"Because then we'd be put in solitary," Otis hissed as he commanded his rats to take the knife.

"Oh for the love of..!"

"I almost go it!" Drury yelled as he snatched at the knife but missed instead.

"I am trying to celebrate my New Years and you are all ruining it."

"We are not going in solitary, Julian!"

"Yeah, ya big holiday geek! Give us the knife!"

"Never!"

The Doctors were smiling as they wandered the corridors, walking towards the room where the New Years party was to be held. It was a wonderful idea. A nice way for the rogues to relax and be normal but also give them responsibilities at the same time.

They naturally got a shock when they walked through the double doors to find the room in a wreck, the Guards looking a little shook up, the rogues were also looking scuffed and roughed up and Julian Day was on the floor tied up in garlands as Scarecrow placed his foot in the small of his back and finished of tying the garlands together.

"Guess they're useful for more things then just shutting Drury up and looking pretty," Garfield mumbled as he brushed a few strands of dark hair out of his face.

Harley was trying to sort out her pig tails as the Doctors questioned the Guards on what had happened and why exactly Julian Day was tied up.

Jonathan removed his foot from Julian's back was he was finished and proceeded to inspect his glasses, which had gained a crack in the glass after the scuffle.

Edward's had completely broken in two and he was leaning against the table wiping the blood from his mouth and his nose as Scarecrow casually leaned next to him on the table.

"I know what you're going to say," Edward growled out as Jonathan gave him a blank look before a smirk fell across his face. "And I'm going to ask you very nicely not to."

The old Doctor merely grinned as he placed his cracked glasses back on his face. "I told you so."

Edward winced as the man walked off before he shook his head. "Damn him. He said it."

THE END.

Note: And a Happy New Year to you guys too! :P Late as it is, I know, but eh, who doesn't love a good New Years party? Thank god there were no fireworks, that could only lead into disaster!

On another note, I will now not only be starting After Arkham once Arkham Life is finished, but I will also be starting another group of one shots called 'Only the good die young' this will feature my OCs all of the time and give them more depth as well as clear up back stories and origins, but also show a few different sides to them and give myself chance to play and adapt their characters.

Up next it's finally here! The adventures of Otis, Garfield and Drury! I have no idea what I'm going to call this story, but be ready for a whole bunch of laughs.