Disclaimer: I wish I owned the Batman universe! If I did, well, Joker would have more than Harley to worry about, and Scarecrow would be tied up in my closet. Not that he is now, mind you . . . . .
I'm not hiding him from DC comics in my closet. Nope, not me! No Scarecrows in my closet!
Ahem, on with the story!
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Angie found Becca standing in line for Chinese food at the food court. Becca waved her over.
"Hey, tell me what you want so you can nab a table."
"Becca, I'm not hungry."
"Too bad, tell me what you want."
Angie sighed. "Fine, just get me some vegetables."
"Can do."
While Becca got the food, Angie found a table with two chairs and sat down. A minute later, Becca came and set a bowl of steamed broccoli and rice in front of her. She had ordered a bowl of sesame chicken. Angie wrinkled her nose at the chicken.
"Ugh, how can you eat that?"
"Easy, like this," she said as she used a pair of chopsticks to pick up a piece of her food and put it in her mouth.
"Ha ha, very funny. So, anything interesting happen in that freak store."
"Hey, Claire's is a freak store, not Hot Topic, and no, nothing happened, why?"
"Well, I met this guy-"
"Hold it right there, if you're gonna talk about some guy you just met for an hour, stop right now, because I don't care."
Angie sighed. "But Becca, this one was really cute! He was about a foot taller than me, and he had Black hair and the most gorgeous brown eyes ever!"
"He's probably taken."
"Well, he did seem friendly with this girl I met, but I doubt Dick is going out with her." She glared at Becca as her friend giggled.
"Dick? That's his name?" She giggled some more. "Oh man, I'll bet he had a hard time in school!"
"Shut up, I like his name!"
"Given your reputation back home as a flirt, you would."
"Becca!" More laughter.
"Well, excuse me for having a sense of humor. We better leave soon, it's getting late."
"Is someone afraid of the dark?" Angie teased.
"Don't be stupid, of course I'm not! I just don't wanna get lost here, since we don't know Gotham very well."
They finished eating and headed towards the exit. Since Angie was terrified of the rumors they had heard, Becca decided to have some fun.
"So, do you think we'll run into anybody?"
"Well, of course not, not while it's dark."
Becca grinned. "I didn't mean it like that. I meant do you think we'll run into any criminals?"
Angie squeaked. Becca's grin widened.
"I hear Joker's been known to kill people for no reason."
"Stop it!"
"The Riddler's pushed people in front of cop cars to get away faster."
"I said stop it, Becca!"
"Maybe Two-Face will decide if we live or die. We might get lucky, even though we don't have the best luck."
"I'm not hearing this!"
"I wonder if Poison Ivy really feeds people to a Venus fly trap."
"La la la la la la, I'm not listening!"
"Hey Angie, if Scarecrow sprayed us with his fear gas, what would we see?"
"Becca, stop it, you're starting to annoy me!"
Becca had stopped walking and was looking down an alley. "I'm not trying to scare you anymore, I'm really wondering what we would see."
Angie rolled her eyes. "Why would you wonder that?"
"Because he's down that alley facing off with Batman."
"What?!"
A hand clamped over her mouth. Becca pulled a baseball bat from her bag. She motioned that she was going in, and that Angie should stay put.
Angie nodded and stood at the mouth of the alley. Slowly, Becca tip-toed towards the Dark Knight. When Scarecrow noticed her, she put her finger to her lips. When she was right behind Batman, he turned around to see what Scarecrow was looking at. She ducked just in time for him not to notice her. Instead, he noticed Angie and turned his attention back to Scarecrow. Becca stood up again, gripped the bat, and swung.
"Batter up!"
CRACK! The bat collided with his skull and he fell to the ground.
"Yoooouuuuuu're outta there!" She turned to look at Angie as she held the bat on her shoulder. "I had to say it; I couldn't resist! Come on, you big chicken, before he waked up!"
"Wh-what?"
"You said you'd like to get a good look at Bat freak over here, so hurry up and look before he gets up!"
Cautiously, she crept forward to look at the masked figure. Becca rolled her eyes. "Come on, Angie, I don't wanna be here when he waked up, so see if you're right so we can go."
Angie reached for his mask but stopped when she notice someone else looking.
Becca noticed and rolled her eyes. "Just let him see, too."
"No, because his secret will get out!"
"Like I really care about bat freak over here; Are you gonna look or not?"
"No."
"Why? As soon as we're gone, tall, thin and scary over there'll look anyway, so why not find out if you were right?"
Angie hesitated, so Becca reached down and yanked Batman's mask off.
"Becca!"
"What, I'm not a patient girl, okay? So, is this the guy?"
"Well, yes, but-"
"Then let's get out of here before he waked up! I don't know about you, but I'd rather avoid a felony charge; my record is clean."
"Sure it is."
"Hey, someone planted those earrings in my purse!"
"Right, just like some one planted those shoes in your backpack?"
"Exactly, now, come on already!"
As they walked away, Angie stopped.
"Becca?"
"Yeah?"
"Exactly where did you get that bat?"
"I found it."
"Where?"
"At the mall. Hey, it's not my fault that kid just left it sitting there."
"You took it from beside someone, didn't you?"
"Angie, you know me all too well."
Angie rolled her eyes and started walking again. Becca looked back at Bruce Wayne lying in an alley with Scarecrow standing over him. He lifted his gaze to meet hers. She smiled.
"Sure, don't say thank you or anything!" she caught up with Angie. "You do something nice for someone and they don't even thank you for it. Angie, what is this world coming to?" she sighed in mock-annoyance. Angie just rolled her eyes and kept walking.
A/N: Okay, before anyone says anything, yes, I know Batman can't be snuck up on that easy, and yes, I know, Scarecrow probably would've gassed them. The whole baseball bat thing has been in my head for days and I just felt like getting it out of my system. Please review and tell me what you think.