Disclaimer: Still don't own Batman, never will.

Authors Note: I think this will be the last chapter for a while, I'm running out of ideas. I'll gladly accept ideas for A: New mary-sue names (none of actual mary sues though, don't want people getting all mad) B: Villains for them to meet (I'm not good at writing good guys, and it should only be Batman characters) C: situations (like laundry day, or somthing). Here; I'll start the story now.

The Princesses of Gotham

Chapter 4

It wasn't Marybells fault. She didn't know what she was doing, at least, thats what her lawyer said, when he had her plea insanity. Suprisingly, it worked, and Marybell found herself smack dab in Arkham. She would be staying there until she was completely cured of her insanity. The problem was, Marybell, tall, blonde with big, bright, blue eyes, was not insane. She just didn't want to go to jail, she figured it'd be a lot easier for her to just stay in an asylum for a while, pretend to get better, and walk out, a free gal. So far, a week into her stay, she was beginning to think she was going to be going crazy herself.

Oh, she tried to talk to the others, especially the other girls, who she thought she could relate to. She soon found out that not only were they crazy, one talked to plants, one was obsessed with a nutjob, and on, and on, but also, that she had nothing in common with them. Marybell grew up very popular with lots of friends, she liked stereotypical girly things and loved having a guy around to tell her what to do. She was almost kind of a valley girl type. Marybell gained the distrust of Poison Ivy for being a strict vegan, and Harley Quinn disliked her for absolutly no reason other than to mess with her head. Every day she would sit alone, feeling isolated, she would totally write about this in her diary when she got of there.

It was when she was finally about to snap from boredom, when someone she had never seen before was brought in. He was short, he was odd looking, and he was complaining about having to remove his hat. She was awe-struck. She had never seen anyone like that before, except for in high school, where she would laugh as her friends beat the hell out of guys like that. But now that she was twenty-seven, she had matured, a little, and was beginning to see guys not for their looks but for other reasons. Right now, she didn't have a reason, other than somthing her mother told her when she was younger, "Marybell, one day you'll find the right guy, and it won't matter whats on the outside, but whats on the inside." of course, her mother was refering to the very profitable job of organ harvesting, but Marybell ignored that.

Marybell watched him walk over to the "regular" patients and have a conversation. 'Go on, talk to him! You can do it!' she told herself. Marybell gathered up the courage and walked over towards him. "Hello, my name is Marybell Sunshine. Would you like to hang out with me?" she smiled at him. "Hey look, everybody, it's Barbie!" Harley Quinn laughed at her. Marybell laughed it off, despite being insulted, she acted like it didn't bother her at all. But it did. It hurt her. Deep. "You have no idea how many people have called me that! It never gets old." Poison Ivy looked at Marybell, "Why are you over here?" Marybell continued smiling, it was her way of seeming friendly, "I just felt we got off on the wrong foot, and I wanted to meet this gentleman here." she looked at him in a friendly way. He smiled back, "Hello, you know, you don't look like a Marybell, not at all. You look more like an Alice. I like Alices." "Oh, uh, ok. Whats...your name?" Marybell was taken back by that declairation, it was really awkward and she didn't really know what to say. "Oh, of course, most people call me the Mad Hatter, but you can call me Jervis."

Marybell tried her best to act cheerful, really. But when you keep getting called somthing not even close to your name, you tend to get a bit, angry, after awhile. She was even thinking about killing her new friend, and they'd only known each other for a month! "Alice, I have to ask you a riddle, why is a raven like a-" "I don't KNOW Jervis. It just is." that was the final straw, the same damn riddle, you'd think he'd be best friends with Edward Nigma, that was what drove her to try to kill him.

Marybell and the Mad Hatter broke out of Arkham a week later. Marybell, despite her valley girl way of thinking, managed to plan out his death with almost disturbing detail. That was one thing she prided herself on, her attention to detail. First, after breaking out, she would grab a weapon, call him to the same room as her, and bash him in the head. It wouldn't be the first guy she'd killed, thats why she was in Arkham to begin with.

"Jervis, hey, Jervis, come here for a sec. You totally have to see this!" she called in her sweetest voice, consealing the hammer behind her back. Just as expected, he rushed in. Marybell slowly pulled the hammer into view. "I think we need to part ways." she said, bringing it down. Right before the hammer struck, the Mad Hatter placed a mind control device behind her ear. "Why does it always turn out like this? You're just like all the others." he muttered. Suddenly, she started twitching. The device had malfunctioned, causing her brain to fry, in the truest since of the word. "This doesn't happen as often, though."

Authors Note: Wow, that was a lot of writing for me! Took me about six hours to write (I kept getting sidetracked). Marybell is supposed to be one of those mary sues who try to seem "dangerous" but really are just pathetic. I don't know whos gonna be next, so until I get more ideas (curse you, writers block!), I'm not gonna make more chapters for a while. There will be more eventually, though.