Hey it is chappie #10! And to all of you people who reviewed my story, thank you for your comments. You guys are awesome. Enjoy!!
Chapter 10
Now the Joker was furious. He and his lackeys drove by and spied on both the girl's families. Neither of them were in sight. They would've gone in the homes to do a more thorough search, but the Joker knew better. He had figured Batman had put the brats into a safe house for protection, so he hacked into the Gotham Police Department private files. It was protocol to have people put into witness protection logged in to a certain file, which had their location, fake names, etc. He looked for almost an hour, but no sign of the teens anywhere. So it was clear that they weren't put into a protection program.
The idea of him not being able to find two ordinary teenagers made the Harlequin of Hate even madder. He threw a random piece of wood that was lying around at a wall, growling while he did it.
"WHERE ARE THEY?!" he yelled out loud to no one in particular.
He was about to throw something else, but he instantly calmed himself. There was no way to little brats would make him lose his edge. NO WAY.
He chuckled darkly and maniacally. "They can't hide forever. The minute they come out of hiding, they are mine."
He then started his genuine screech of laughter, but this time, the level of insanity was MUCH higher, and all the more dangerous.
Nicole and Mara had just woken up from about an 8 hour sleep. They stayed up 'til 1:00, and Alfred forced them to wake up at 9:00. So they were kind of tired.
When they got dressed, brushed their teeth and all that, they headed downstairs. As soon as they were close to the kitchen, the girls immediately smelled something good.
"Good morning Ms. Nicole and Ms. Mara. I hope you are hungry, because I have just made some French toast."
"Sure." Nicole replied.
"Coolio!" Mara half said, half exclaimed.
Alfred set two plates of French toast on the long dining room table, and the two girls sat down and started to eat the breakfast.
"Mmmmm. This is really good!" Mara said.
"Yeah Alfred. This is way better than what my parents make." Nicole also said.
"Thank you, young misses." He said while putting juice on the table. "When you are done, you may put the dishes in the sink. I shall attend to them later on. If you two need anything else, just call for me."
"Where's Mr. Wayne?" Nicole asked.
"Master Wayne is at work right now. He usually works most of the day. But he should be home in time for supper."
With that, the elderly butler left the teens in the dining room.
About ten minutes later, when the girls finished their breakfast, they entered the kitchen to put away the dishes. They were surprised to see the kitchen was VERY huge.
"Damn! This place is huge!" exclaimed Nicole.
"Yeah, no kidding. This is as big as the school lunchroom. Maybe bigger."
Nicole aimlessly looked in random cabinets. She saw lots of food and weird ingredient mixes. Probably for fancy food.
Nicole gasped. "We should totally bake something! Like a cake or brownies. Just to pass the time."
"I don't feel like it."
"Fine, I'll do it by myself."
"Nicole ……. Remember the last time you tried to bake?"
Nicole's mind was now filled with the memory of the HUGE explosion of chocolate in her kitchen. Her parents were furious to say the least. She was grounded for a month. Apparently cupcakes did not like her.
"Oh, yeah. Heh heh." Nicole chuckled shyly. "Then what are we going to do?"
"Well, when in doubt…… TO THE COMPUTER!"
The girls then ran to what appeared to be the lounge or more commonly referred to as a "family room". They looked all over the area, but couldn't find one trace of a computer. When Alfred walked by, the girls went up to him.
"Um Alfred, do you know where Mr. Wayne has a computer? We want to go on it for a little while if he doesn't mind." Nicole asked.
"Master Wayne is usually at work so long, he has no use for a computer. I am sorry to sound rude, but I have some things to attend to, young mistresses.
When Alfred walked out, Mara whispered, "No computer?"She dropped to her knees. "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
"It's okay Mara, its okay." Nicole patted the shoulder of her friend. "Let's go see if anything is on TV, okay?"
Mara nodded her head and slowly got up, and Nicole led her to where a big TV was spotted.
Batman was in front of his Batcomputer, researching in the dark deep shadows of the Batcave. He was looking for any possible hide outs of the Joker. He usually hides out in old toy factories or comedy clubs. Nothing seems to be showing of those places.
His loyal butler walked down from the secret entry way from Wayne Manor to The Batcave.
"How's the search coming, sir?"
Batman got up from his chair and looked towards Alfred. "Not very good. Every hideout that the Joker is usually attracted to is either used by small time thugs or empty. He must be hiding in a less noticeable hideout, somewhere that is not his style. The question is where?"
"Perhaps you should take a break, Master Bruce. There are two young ladies upstairs that might want some attention."
"Maybe later Alfred. I have to find Joker before he figures out where they are." With that the Caped Crusader continued his research.
Alfred sighed and went back upstairs.
Mara flipped through every channel on the TV. The 14 year olds could not believe there was NOTHING on! You would think a billionaire would have better channels on his television.
"Uggghhhhh. I am so bored! There is nothing to do around here. No computer, nothing on TV, and we can't go outside in case someone sees us." Mara groaned.
"We could get start our homework."
"……….."
Both girls started laughing hysterically. These teens might be good students, but they were NOT nerds.
"Well how about we look upstairs or something? Maybe we could find something to entertain us." Nicole suggested after they stopped laughing.
"Whatevs."
The teens turned off the TV, got up off the couch, and headed upstairs. They went into several rooms and couldn't find one thing that sparked their interests. The only thing they found interesting was that mansion had a lot of damn rooms.
Finally, with no rooms left to wander in (surprisingly), they decided to check the attic. They found a case of stairs leading up to the said room and climbed up them. When they got to the top, they surveyed the attic. It was pretty dusty, that was for sure. They looked in old boxes, until Mara found an old photo album.
"Hey Nicole, look at this." She called out to her friend. "It's an old family album." Mara flipped through the pages and stopped at a picture. It showed a man who had grey hair and a moustache, a woman in a fancy dress, and a little boy, no more than eight years old.
"Who are these people?"
"I think that is Mr. Wayne as a kid with his parents." Nicole replied.
"Really? Well where are his parents now? Wouldn't they live here too?"
"My dad told me that they were murdered years ago, killed by mugger. And right in front of Mr. Wayne, too. He was just a little kid."
"Damn, poor guy. I couldn't imagine having to go through that as a little kid. I wonder what that kind of thing does to a kid."
Nicole shrugged. "Hey what's this?" She picked up an old sled, which could hold two people on it. Nicole suddenly got an idea involving that sled and the very long case of stairs…………
"Uhh Nicole? Do you think this is a good idea?" asked Mara as the girls dragged the sled to the top of the stairs, which continued on to the main hallway at the way bottom of the steps.
"Of course I am. Since when have I suggested anything too dangerous?"
"Should I start according to date or alphabetically?"
"…………..Shut up. Now let's get on." The girls then got on the sled, Mara in back and Nicole in front. They angled themselves in a good direction and were set to go.
"This is just like that one scene in Home Alone, where the kid sleds down the stairs and goes out the front door." Mara said.
"Yeah but we are cooler than Macaulay Culkin, so he could eat our dust." Nicole said while pushing the sled off the top ledge, therefore pushing the sled down the stairs.
The whole ride was intense, yet bumpy. They screamed and laughed like it was a roller coaster ride. They were almost to the end of their stair ride when Alfred came walking in front of the stairs.
"WATCH OUT!!" both the girls exclaimed.
Alfred looked to the stairs and yelled out and fell backwards, just missing the speeding sled crashing into the ground, knocking both the girls off the sled and landing on the floor. Hard.
The girls groaned in pain and looked up from the floor to the butler towering over the girls. They both laughed nervously.
"Perhaps you two young ladies should "hang out" in the study room while dinner is being prepared."
"Yes sir." The teens said while getting off the floor and heading to a big room full of books, some couches and a grandfather clock. The two girls collapsed on two different couches.
"Well that was genius. Way to go Nicole."
"Like it was all my fault."
"It was."
"Well you were an accomplice, so shut up."
Both girls didn't talk for awhile, but they noticed it was getting dark out. They didn't know what time it was, so when Nicole looked at the grandfather clock, she noticed something.
"Hey Mara?"
"What?"
"It's about 6:00, right?"
"Yeah I guess so. Why?"
"That clock over there is wrong then. Both hands are near the twelve, and it is too late to be 12 in the afternoon and too early to be 12 at night."
"So?"
"So, I am going to fix it so the time is correct." Nicole said while getting off the couch and heading towards the clock.
"Why?" Mara both groaned and sighed.
"Cause I am weird like that, and it is the least I can do for Mr. Wayne letting us stay here."
Nicole reached up and started to move the hands. As soon as she touched them though, the clock rumbled and the clock opened up, revealing a secret passageway.
"Holy crap" Mara said while walking to Nicole, whose face was as shocked as hers was. "What is it?"
"It's a passageway to somewhere."
"To where, though?"
"Probably somewhere dangerous and too secret for us to know about." Nicole replied.
"…..So obviously we are going down it."
"Duh."
The 14 year olds slowly went down the stone stairs, trying to see in the dark. It took a little while for them to get to the bottom of the stairs for the reasons that it was a long case of stairs and they couldn't see where the hell they were going. But when they reached the bottom, they gasped.
It was a giant cave, with a big computer, some lab tables with chemicals and beakers and a car they recognized only as the Batmobile. This was the legendary Batcave. Lair of the Batman.
"Oh…my….god." Nicole barely managed to get out. "We are in the Batcave. THE Batcave."
"This is so cool." Said Mara as she walked more into the cave, Nicole following. She stopped at a table that had all sorts of gadgets that could be found in Batman's utility belt. She picked up a batarang and examined it.
"Do you know what this means?!" Nicole exclaimed. "This means Batman's real identity is…….." she said while turning around, only to be confronted with the large shadow that was Batman. Nicole gasped while he looked at her and Mara, who became aware of his presence soon after. Batman then reached for his mask and slid it back like a hood. The face was a man with dark eyes, hair and a stern expression, a face the girls knew fairly well.
"……Bruce Wayne." Nicole finished.
Bruce then said in his Batman voice, "I think we should talk."
I know I jumped a little too far in this chapter, but I was impatient with myself. We all get like that, right? Plus I was writing this at 3 in the morning XD. Please R&R