Taped interview:1.

Doctor Young: Taped patient interview 10. Patient's name is Jessica Turner, also known as Jester, was recently incarcerated to Arkham Asylum after an attempt on the Mayor's life by blowing up City Hall.

Guard: (Door opens) Doctor Young, the patient is here.

Doctor Young: Bring her in.

(Sound of chains and scuffling as the patient is brought in and sat in the chair before her hands are strapped. Guards leave.)

Doctor Young: Hello Jessica, I'm Doctor Young, I'm going to be your therapist while you stay at Arkham.

Jester: Oh, come on. I'm getting bored of these things, Ya' don't gain anything from them!

Doctor Young: That's not quite true Jessica. It can be good to talk about how you are feeling.

Jester: Yeah like you said: it can be good, doesn't mean it always is!

Doctor Young: (sighing) Jessica, I'm here to help you. I'd like to talk to you about you… accident?"

Jester: No!

Doctor Young: It is the main cause of you physiological issues, Jessica.

Jester: I don't want to talk about it!

Doctor Young: It'll help you.

Jester: You go and toss yourself into a vat of chemicals Doc', then go and see how it feels to be laughed at because you look different.

Doctor Young: So you don't like to be laughed at?

Jester: Does anyone?

Doctor Young: You don't like to be laughed at, yet you chose a 'jester' to be your name and your costume.

Jester: When you join up with Joker, it's sorta' in the job description! (whispers) You of all people should know.

Doctor Young: I don't know what you're-.

Jester: Talking about? Yeah Ya' do. Let me put it this way, Penelope, you scratch my back, I'll, well, I wasn't going to do anything, but basically, you scratch my back, my boss won't have you wrapped in plastic and left in the gutter!

(End tape.)

The guards were taking Jester back down the corridor, she was heading back to cell block, god knew that she didn't actually mean what she said back in the interview, she just wanted to scare the Doc a little first.

It was, after all, the first thing Eddie said she should do. If you scare a Doc' on your first session, then they won't be too much trouble for you after that.

Edward was leaning against his cell door, watching as the guards shoved Jester into her cell and slam the door shut, once they were gone, the cell black became alive with inmate chatter.

"How was your first session?" asked Edward, he didn't care that much, but if he had to hear another comment from Doctor Horrible and Nurse Rachett in the cells next to him, Edward was considering suicide.

All through Jester's session they wouldn't stop snapping at him for his little snap at her yesterday.

He was, however ,able to get Jon to shut up with a dig at his 'lord of fear' title.

"It was fine," Jester answered simply.

"Did you scare her child?" asked Jonathan, you could hear the small excitement in his voice.

"I think I did. Threatened her with my boss," Jester said giggling slightly.

"Ohh! What did Ya' ma' Puddin' would do?" questioned Harley.

"Said, he'd have her wrapped in plastic and left in the gutter if she didn't scratch my back."

Edward smirked. "Well, that is bound to scare her a little."

"Ya' think so Eddie?"

Edward sighed. "Firstly, it's Edward and secondly, will you stop calling me Eddie!"

Jester sighed and rolled her eyes. "Ya' remind me of a guy I knew. His name was Edward too and he hated it when I called him Eddie."

"I can sympathises," Edward deadpanned.

Jester rolled her eyes again.

"Okay freaks! It's meal time! Get into the position!" yelled one of the guards.

Jester looked over at Edward franticly. She didn't know what to do.

Edward sighed. "Just copy what I do and you'll be fine."

"Yeah, just don't copy the smart alack comments he gives out, humbug!" Harley called, before giggling.

Edward rolled his eyes and the cells were open, guards where standing outside each one on their cell block.

Jester did exactly what Edward did, he held hid hands out to be handcuffed and she did the same before she was led with the group and it was then she was able to see who was on her cell block.

Jonathan Crane, Harleen Quinzel, Jervis Tetch, Pamela Isley, Garfield Lyons, Dury Walker, Floyd Lawton, Otis Flannegin and Edward Nigma.

Also known as, Scarecrow, Harley Quinn, Mad Hatter, Poison Ivy, Firefly, Killer Moth, Deadshot, Rat Catcher and the Riddler.

Jester stayed near Edward the whole time, through getting her food to sitting at a table.

People stared at her, of course they did, she was new here and they always liked fresh meat. Some where looking at her with curiosity and others…

Jester suppressed a shudder at some of the looks she was being given.

Though as soon as the Scarecrow came and stood with her and Edward, most if not all looks disappeared. Seemed Scarecrow's reputation was quite a high one.

As they sat down she noticed all the others from her cell black came and sat down with them.

Jester pushed her food around on her plate. She had been rather hungry before they got here, but now looking down at the food in front of them, she had suddenly lost her appetite.

"Is this food?" she questioned.

The others looked at her and smirked.

"Ah, of course, you're not used to the hospitalities of Arkham are you child?" Jonathan said smirking.

"Sorry, Doc' Crane but I'm not."

"Don't worry, Honey, you'll get used to it," said Pamela as she placed a fork of the stuff in her mouth.

"I didn't think they'd let you out miss Isley," Jonathan said.

"Yeah, weren't there that thing about Ya' being toxic?" asked Floyd.

Ivy shrugged. "I don't ask why they do the things they do. Just except them."

"Red? You? Except somethin'?" said Harley before she was laughing.

Jester looked back at her plate. "Okay, I know what it's meant to be, but could you tell me what it is exactly? It looks like stuff you'd find in a dumpster."

"Yeah," agreed Otis. "Just like home for my rats…" he trailed off and placed his head in his hands and Dury obligingly patted his back.

Jester leaned closer to Edward. "Is he okay?"

Edward nodded. "Misses his rats."

Jester gave an odd look and raised an eyebrow. "Rats?"

"Otis can control rats but he likes them too, doesn't see them for the vermin they are," Edward explained with a shrug.

At the word vermin, Otis's head snapped up. "They are not vermin!" he yelled.

Jester giggled. "Do they all have names?"

"Yeah, of course they do!"

"What are they're names?" she asked smiling at him and he smiled back at her.

The rest groaned.

"Please don't start telling her all their names…" pleaded Garfield.

"It's not as bad as the time you started to tell us all about your fires," Jonathan pointed out. "I had to start a riot so I could leave."

Firefly growled. "You think I'm bad? What about the time Tetch wouldn't shut the hell up about Alice!"

"Did someone say Alice? Oh! Is she here, has Alice come for tea?" cried Jervis, a look of excitement on his face.

"No!" Everyone shouted in response.

"But I do believe the firebug said 'Alice'! He did, he did, he did!" Jervis protested.

Jonathan glared. "Jervis go back to eating!"

Jester turned to Edward and raised an eyebrow. She would go with what ever he said.

Edward pointed to Floyd who did the universal sign for 'cookoo' rotating his finger near his temple.

Jester giggled lightly. "That explains a lot."

Floyd smirked and nodded.

"Hey, gang! Look, it's ol' Sharpie!" cried Harley in a whisper as she nodded over to the front door.

"Who's he?" asked Jester.

"He's the Warden, kid. The main reason we're all locked up in here," explained Floyd.

"I thought it was Batman's fault we're here?"

"No, it's not. Arkham was closed, but it was re-opened by Sharp, no one knows why," explained Jonathan.

Edward smirked and laughed.

"Did I say something funny, Edward?" snapped Jonathan.

Edward bit his lip to stop his laughter before he went back to fiddling with his food.

Jester got to her feet and walked away, taking the sorry excuse for food with her, but she tripped, the tray went flying and landed on Killer Croc's head.

The room fell silent and Croc got up, turning on the girl and glared.

Jester blinked and everyone in her cell block stared at the scene with baited breath.

Jester gulped slightly and slowly got to her feet.

"What's he doing here?" muttered Floyd.

"I thought they kept that thing down stairs for a reason," Scarecrow muttered.

Edward nodded. "Looks like they changed their mind for good behaviour."

Jester shuffled from foot to foot. "Ummm, sorry… Waylon? It is Waylon ain't it?"

Croc narrowed his eyes slightly. "Yeah, it is."

Jester nodded and rubbed the back of her neck nervously. "Yeah… well, sorry Waylon, I didn't mean for that to happen. Don't know what's wrong with me, just must have the jitters I guess. Too much electro shock therapy, Ya' know what I mean?"

Croc looked like he would of raised an eyebrow, if he had them.

Jester bit her lip and noticed the collar around Croc's neck. "Say, buddy, did they put that thing on you? That ain't right, I mean, yeah you huge and all, but you're still a person."

Croc blinked. "Yeah, but who's gonna' listen to me or you? Nobody listens to-."

"To us freaks? Yeah I know, Way' but don't worry, as long as us freaks stick together, we'll be fine!" said Jester as she lightly punched Croc's leg.

Croc stared blankly at her, before he showed her a toothy smirk, before it turned into a toothy grin.

Croc leaned his head back and laughed. "You're not bad kid! I won't eat you for that, you understand!"

"I understand because, big guy! I ain't exactly a normal red blooded american girl am I?" she said smirking.

Croc laughed once again. "You sure ain't kid! What's Ya' name?"

"Jester. People call me Jester and Ya' can probably see why."

"Sure can. Just warning you pop corn chicken, I won't eat you yet, but wait till you get down to the sewers."

Jester smiled. "Exactly. Well, I better return to my table, see Ya' Way'!"

"See Ya' pop corn chicken!"

Jester skipped over to her table and sat back down, raising an eyebrow at the group who were staring at her in shock. "Guys?"

"How did you do that?" asked Dury. "When I tried to make friends with him, he growled at me."

"I think everyone growls at you, when you try to become their friend," murmured Floyd.

Dury frowned and sank in his seat a little. "Garfield's my friend!"

"I wish I wasn't," Garfield muttered.

Jester giggled slightly. "So non of you guys are friends with Waylon?"

They all gave her a look which said 'are you kidding?'

Jester sighed. "Ya' know, he ain't that bad, just got a bad temper."

"He will also eat you first chance he gets."

Jester shrugged. "I know. But hey, it's a fun game!"

Edward rolled his eyes before fiddling with his food again.

"Nigma! Therapy! Now!" yelled officer North.

Edward sighed. "Oh goody."

Jester paled a tiny bit, if that was even possible. "What am I gonna' do Riddly?"

Edward raised an eyebrow. "Just follow… Jonathan, he'll take care of you, while I'm gone and stay away from Croc and Lyons, especially if Lyons has a lighter at hand."

Jester saluted at him and Edward shook his head walking towards therapy. That child was going to be more trouble then she's worth, he could tell.

He'd heard rumours circling about Jester, how she had a sister who worked for Black Mask, but apart from that, knowledge of the child and her origin was next to nothing.

Edward was going to change that.

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