Special thanks to .Singer and Um I lost my name for following All Because I Love You;
And another special thanks to Flowerchild23, Guest, The Puppeteer Patient 120402, , xxyangxx2006, and Sun Smurf for reviewing All Because I Love You.
Flowerchild23: I think we all knew this was inevitable.
Guest: DAMN STRAIGHT FRANCE.
The Puppeteer Patient 120402: I still have yet to finish it, and I've been watching it for like eight months now. Definitely France, and Ireland is hot, I JUST HAVENT MET HIS CHARACTER IN THE ANIME YET AND I CANNOT EXPRESS TO YOU HOW UPSET THAT MAKES ME.
: I love Germany, I really, really do. It is really hard for me because as much as I love him and want to marry him, I ship him with Italy even more.
Xxyangxx2006: I understand America, and Russia, and all of them. I personally like Italy, but I don't romanticize him only because he has never struck me a romantic able partner.
Sun Smurf: Edward? I think it is his cute nerd appearance that draws us in, and then he uses his sexiness to finish us off.
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"Do we really not have a contingency plan for if we are captured?" Edward deadpanned, looking at Penguin, "Really?"
"I guess we never got along to it," The shorter man hummed, cleaning a glass, "We probably should have, after that time the Bat found you and took Emily."
"So what should we do?" Edward sighed, rubbing his forehead, "Isn't it time we assist in a mass breakout anyways? How many rogues are in there?"
"Hmm…." Penguin closed his eyes for a moment, thinking, "I know Ivy, most likely Bane, Tetch, Joker, Croc, and I believe there might be a few more."
"If Joker is in there than Harley must be planning a breakout," Edward smiled in slight relief, standing, "I'll contact him and see what he wants to do about Hannah; in the mean time, can you contact Harley and see what she has up her sleeve?"
"No problem; see you later, Ed."
"You too, Cobblepot."
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Emily found a record player in Edward's office, and was currently trying her hardest to make it work, "Oh come on." She pressed what looked like a button, only to have nothing happen.
"That's not a button, it's a knob," A voice behind her quipped; she turned to find a smiling Edward leaning against the doorway, watching her with an amused expression and crossed arms. He walked forward and leaned next to her, running a skillful hand across the machine while turning several knobs and placing the needle on the edge of the now spinning record.
Soft music began to fill the office, and Emily sighed in frustration, "That isn't fair."
"Life often isn't," he answered, pulling her into the center of the office as he began to spin her around; she laughed softly when he attempted to dip her, "Edward…"
"Enjoy this, pet," Edward hummed, rocking her back and forth, "Or at the very least, allow me to enjoy it." She stopped talking and allowed him to hold her, spinning very slowly with her pulled tightly to his chest. They danced in a small circle for what felt like hours, until Emily eventually spoke up, "Hey, Edward?"
"Hm?"
"Did you figure out what is going on with Jonathan and Hannah?"
"Yes, and you don't have to worry. Harley Quinn is planning on a mass breakout, and I've paid off Penguin to get Jon out of there. He said leave Hannah, that he will retrieve her when he is back in control of his section of Gotham."
"I can't help but worry; how did Batman find them anyways?"
"I'm not sure," he pulled her back and pressed his forehead to hers, kissing the corner of her mouth gently, "But for now, we lay low."
Emily yawned and nodded, causing Edward to chuckle, "Let's go, Emily; time for bed." She hummed in response and walked out of his office, him following closely behind. She paused at her bedroom door and turned back to him slightly, finding him staring at her with a gentle intensity, "Good night, Emily."
"Night, Edward," she mumbled, walking into her room and crawling beneath the covers; in a matter of moments, she was asleep.
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Emily awoke somewhere around three in the morning, staring at the wall while curled up on her side. She wasn't sure what woke her up, but now she knew there was no going back to sleep.
She stood and walked out of her room silently, staring at Edward's closed door for a moment before proceeding to the living room and curling up on the couch with a spare blanket. She could see the large dining room windows from where she was laid, and noticed it was raining outside.
She stared at the rain- it was really raining cats and dogs out there- and sung softy, "3 a.m. where do I began…."
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After a couple hours of singing whatever song came to her head, Emily finally yawned and stood. Not wanting to alert Edward of her being awake, she tred down the pitch black hallway as quietly as possible, hoping not to wake him.
She opened the door to her room and paused, peering into the inky blackness that seemed to have swallowed it in her presence. Emily wasn't afraid of many things, especially the dark, but it looked so threatening this time.
She hesitated after putting one foot in, pressing her lips in a thin line at the thought of maybe joining Edward- only to sleep, of course- for the night. He wouldn't mind, surely; she had picked up on his subtle hints and not so subtle hints of joining him, but had adamantly denied all advances.
'True,' she thought, 'I'd prefer the monster I know compared to what I don't know.' And with that thought, she closed her door with a soft sigh before walking into his room. She closed the door behind her and glanced at the mass laying in the bed; his room was dark too, but his room had a window.
She carefully walked over to the bed, and glanced down; he was cuddling a pillow.
She smiled softly and shook her head, moving to the other side of the bed and slipping beneath the covers. She stared at him back for a minute with a frown; why hadn't he woken up yet? Not that she necessarily wanted him to, but she had expected it.
Without the small, sleepy, sarcastic quip she expected him to give, she felt incomplete. She sighed softly and closed her eyes; there was no use in crying over what didn't happen, that would be a waste of time she could use sleeping.
Slowly, Emily felt herself slip into sleep, her mind going numb and body becoming heavy. Soon enough, she was dead asleep, curled on her side facing Edward.
After a few minutes of even breathing, Edward rolled over to grin at the sleeping woman in his bed, "I knew you couldn't resist me."
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Emily woke up, and felt off; reasoning that she just woke up late. Trying to roll over, she suddenly found that she couldn't; due only to the face that she was trapped against a shirtless chest by two very long, very strong arms.
"Stay still," A sleepy voice next to her commanded, "I want to sleep…" She looked over to see Edward like right there, his arms wrapped around her waist and face buried into the crook of her neck; he breathed out slowly, causing her to shudder slightly and curl closer to him.
"Edward…."
"Hush," he mumbled, rubbing her side, "Just sleep."
"…Okay," she decided, "I could sleep more." She closed her eyes and smiled slightly, finding herself more at ease now then she had been the entire time she inhabited this apartment with Edward.
"I love you," he declared softly, opening one green eye lazily to stare at her reaction.
"I love you, too," she replied after a moment's hesitation.
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Guys I am sorry about the wait. A nasty storm came through my neighborhood and didn't leave us powerless, but it did fuck with everyone's internet and phone and cable stuff.
Guess who just got their formal invitation to join the National Honor's Society? Yep. That's right; me. Guess I am smart, despite what all my math teachers have lead me to believe.
So, obviously, Batman has yet to get Scarlet? Why? Well, towards the end of the second movie, Bats wasn't in a great position, with them thinking he killed Harvey and all. So just assume he is a little caught up.
Um… oh, I get to fly on Thursday! I leave Orlando at like eight at night, go to Arizona for my connecting flight, and then get to chill in Washington! Man, all that time on a plane, it should give me plenty of time to write. But, if for whatever reason the next chapter is late, it is due to the fact of me being in Washington. Don't think it will, but just in case.
So question of the week: Who is your favorite YouTube person (as in gamer, singer, anything) ? My favorite person is, without a doubt, Markiplier. I don't feel as though I really have to justify the answer, just watch one of his videos.
Anyways, I will see you next week!
-Sketch1997