AN: Jellybeans!
Jasmine Scarthing -That's normal. After all, if the public liked me, I would have grants and a university lab, instead of a cozy Arkham cell.
SwordStitcher-Yes, well, I do make a living out of frightening people to death. Much to the despair of my psychology professor...before I killed him.
KittyComeHere-You'd think they'd have learned after one of them tore his own tongue out. Ah, well, at least they provide me with a steady supply of subjects...
Just-Me-and-My-Brain-Funny, the Batman didn't quite agree with you. He wouldn't shut up about 'harming the innocent'. I ask you, when have I ever cared about the innocent?
Voodoo-Mutant-Child-I didn't plan on her being pregnant, child. And no, I left that to the police. I almost pitied the rookies...
Nobody cared when a doctor came into the rec room. They were only ever there to pick up someone for therapy or to observe. Nothing exciting.
So when Dr. Young stepped inside, nobody even looked up.
"May I have your attention?"
Nope.
Jonathan settled further into the sofa, determined to ignore her whiny voice. He hated her more than he did some of the others. Know-it-all. One of these days, he was going to have to do something about her. She was single and lonely, a little bit of charm might just…
"Oi! Doc wants to speak to ya!"
But he would listen to Wells.
The only people who didn't at least pretend to pay attention were Joker and Harley, but that wasn't surprising. Nobody said anything, either.
"This year, we are going to have an egg hunt. Won't that be fun?"
Egg hunt? Really? How old did she think they were, five?
Her statement was met with either blank stares or muffled giggles. Served her right. Egg hunt…humph. He was not getting up at the crack of dawn to look for little plastic eggs. Not unless he could somehow shove one down her throat.
"Wha's she goin' on abou'?"
"Nothing interesting. Go back to sleep."
"Egg hunt?"
"I said it was nothing interesting. Go back to sleep."
"Crazy bitch." she mumbled. "Stop moving."
He rolled his eyes and dropped his head against the arm of the couch. A few minutes later, the Riddler strolled over and sat down.
"What do you think?"
"I think she's crazier than we are if she wants to host an egg hunt."
Edward shrugged.
"Sometimes I wish stupidity was painful. It isn't her fault she's not as smart as me, but…" Oh, no. He'd never shut up now.
"I mean, not everyone can make a virtual reality game that kills…"
"Eddie…"
"Not even you could do that, Jon, really…"
"Eddie, if you don't shut your trap, I'll rip your tongue out and shove it up your nose."
That shouldn't have been funny. It really wasn't all that funny, but it shut him up.
"Someone's cranky."
Or at least changed the subject.
"Joker wouldn't stop giggling all last night. Now shut up and let me sleep."
"Jon?"
"I'd shut up and let her sleep, Edward."
And that was the end of the discussion.
"Wakey, wakey."
No. It was too early to be out of bed.
"Come on, Crane, egg hunt."
Oh, dear god, she'd actually done it. Too bad, he was not going to play along.
"M'religious."
The guard scoffed and dragged him out of bed. Cretin. He still wasn't going to play along, and that was final.
Nobody else looked very happy, either. Well, the Joker, but that was his own fault for getting his mouth slashed open.
"I can't believe you woke me up for this."
"Look, Crane, no one's happy about it."
"Least of all me." he grumbled. "I hate holidays."
"Yay you."
"Now let's all play fair, okay?" Oh, he hated that woman's voice. It grated on his nerves… "Aand…go!"
Nobody moved.
Then the Joker spotted a polka-dotted egg in an empty cell and dove for it.
All hell broke loose after that.
Dr. Young just stood there, shouting for the guards to leave them alone, that it was all in good fun. He wondered if it would be 'all in good fun' when somebody got a broken nose.
Wait. These were real eggs. How very interesting indeed.
He picked one up, eyed the distance between Dr. Young and himself, and flung it. It smacked her in the face.
The week he got in solitary for that was very, very worth it.
THE END