Nothing To Fear Chapter 2

A/N: …I Lied XD, I thought I was going to make this a One-shot but the more I thought about it, the more stuff I knew I could add and so here we are!

Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Any Of These Characters… I Just Wish I Did… ;)

It was early, just after eight AM in Arkham Asylum and everything was relatively peaceful.

Until a singularly outraged cry rang through the halls, startling most of the inmates awake.

"THIS IS RIDLICIOUS, I REFUSE TO LET THIS HAPPEN!!!"

Now normally, such incidents would go generally unnoticed, if not for the fact that everyone was now wide awake, and far from happy.

The source of the sudden outburst was surprisingly not from a cell, but from the superintendant's room. If you were to enter said room, you would be greeted with the sight of three things: an extremely pissed off Scarecrow, a tired and somewhat apprehensive Hatter, and a very flustered looking Superintendant.

"Mr. Crane, would you please calm-"

"That's DR. Crane to you, you simpleton." The superintendant rolled his eyes.

"Alright then, Dr. Crane, I need you to relax, it's really no big deal."

"No big deal? No big deal?!" He cried, pointing at the Hatter, who by now, was halfway back to sleep. "I refuse to share a cell with this…this…" He paused, remembering the past night's events. "…Man…" He finished weakly, blushing ever so slightly. The superintendant sighed, leaning back in his desks chair.

"I can understand that you're displeased but there's nothing we can do about it, we've had such an increase in inmates recently that we've no choice but to start doubling up cells." Jonathan slumped down into a near by chair, defeated.

"But… Why me? Why don't you put him with someone else?" The superintendant looked back at him, his face unreadable.

"Well…truth be told…" He paused, "He asked for it."

The Scarecrow's eyes widened.

"He…asked to be in the same cell as me?" He said slowly, as if testing the way the words sounded. The superintendant nodded, almost smiling but not quite.

"Oh yes, in fact, he almost insisted upon it! He says you're the only person here that doesn't want to hurt him."

Jonathan fell silent, gazing at the Hatter, who was now snoring quietly in the chair beside him. He frowned.

"But… what if I do hurt him?" He asked, a dangerous element slowly creeping into his voice, "Then would you remove him from my vicinity?" The superintendant chuckled.

"Nope. Even if you do harm him, you're still the least threatening person he could be around."

Jonathan felt like he had just been kicked in the stomach, is he saying I pose no threat?! Am I nothing but a joke to these people?! His mind screamed, hate and anger bubbling up inside him slowly. He tried taking a few deep breaths. It helped slightly. He looked back at the Superintendant, sighing in defeat. The Superintendant smiled.

"Good, nice to see you're cooperating."

Jonathan mumbled a few obscenities under his breath and left the room, slamming the door behind him. Moments later, Jervis sprang out of his chair, looking both surprised and confused.

"Ah. Jervis, you're awake. You've been redirected to share a cell with Mr. Crane, understand?"

Jervis shook his head meekly, thinking that after last night, sharing a cell with Jonathan will be anything but pleasant.

The Superintendant smiled, dismissing him from his office.

Jervis swallowed hard, staring at the steel door separating him from his new cell mate. He shuddered at the thought, after last night he wanted to be as far away from the man as possible.

He opened the door and timidly poked his head inside. The cell was pitch black and silent, making Jervis break out into a nervous sweat.

"Jonathan?" He called out quietly, trying vainly to see in front of him. His only response was a dark chuckle from somewhere across the room.

He let out a shaky breath.

This was going to be a long twenty years…

A/N: Well? I Hope I did ok, considering I'm beyond tired right now. Reviews are still welcome!

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