Sitting down with a sigh Danielle turn to Carl. "There you go, now you owe me"

"That went surprisingly well, I've never met anyone who isn't scared of him." Carl look at her impressed. "I might have to use you more often"

"Use me? Don't say it like that"

"Why not?"

"Because it sounds wrong, lilla gumman" She tell him. (Sweetie)

"What does that even mean" Carl ask her confused.

"Sweetie" She giggle before leaving him.

Danielle wasn't scared of Joker but at the same time she wasn't not scared either. It was hard to explain but she wasn't scared of him but rather the feeling she got during their brief interaction. He was interesting and different, she had always loved different. She hated normal, normal didn't even exist and still people were being judged for not being what society at that time deemed normal.

She wasn't sure what she was going to do the rest of the time that they were in the yard, maybe she could just sit under a tree and enjoy the quiet-ish or she could go socialise with the other patients. Nah, she hated people so sulking under a tree it is.

Once she found a nice tree a good distance from any other patient she plopped down on the ground and closed her eyes. She leaned her head back on the tree and was just about to drift away when someone gently nudged her on the shoulder.

"What?" She asked irritated at the man standing in front of her holding a small box.

"Gift from boss" The man tell her before dropping the package in her lap like it was on fire. The man then walked away without ever looking back at her.

"Ehm, okay" She state out loud dragging out the y.

Danielle slowly opened the box or gift or present or whatever. She didn't know who this boss was but she suspected that it was Joker, it was what his goons called him anyways. Danielle thought it was strange that the man would send her a gift though, she met him like 10 minutes ago. It could be something bad or something disgusting. It would make sense for it to be something bad rather than something sweet if you think about who he is.

It was a stone. Really J? she thought to herself, a stone?. She expected something icky or something disgusting. Not a stone. Though it was a bloody stone so maybe it was a stone he'd used for something. There was a note attached to the stone saying; This stone was used to hurt my first guard here at Arkham. He was rather dramatic, sending her a stone with guard's blood on it. Though it was nice she supposed that he gave her the stone he used to hurt his first guard at Arkham. Danielle didn't know what she would do with it though, should she keep it hidden and store it in her cell. Would she give it away or should she just leave it her. No, she had a better idea. An impulsive idea but a good idea nonetheless.

She stood up from the ground clutching the stone in her hand as she made her way to one of the guards standing near Joker and his goons. She'd give him a little show. When she was close enough (very close because she couldn't throw very far) she hurled the stone at one of the guards before smirking at J.

"There, now it was used to hurt my first guard" He clapped gleefully like a little child as he watched the scene.

"That's daddy's good girl"

The other guards quickly dragged her away from the yard and into the asylum again, she didn't fight them. She was bored of being outside anyways. The guards dragged her up many stairs and many different corridors and rooms before suddenly stopping.

They had stopped outside a room with a heavy metal door and the guards forced her into a straightjacket and opened the door. She supposed this was one of the solitary confinements. It was a blindingly white padded room. The guards push her into the room before closing the door and locking it. She thought that some of the light inside the cell would disappear when they closed the door but it remained the same blinding white color as it was with the door opened.

"Well, this sucks" She mutter to herself before laughing.

AN: Sorry for the long wait, school begin tomorrow.