Once again, I do not own Jonathan Crane, Jervis Tetch (Ha, I spelled it right!), or any other DC Comics Characters. I wish I did, though. That would be awesome!
When they make the next Batman movie I hope Cillian Murphy has another cameo. I almost died when I saw that he was in The Dark Knight.
Has anyone else seen Underworld: Rise of the Lycans? I can't get over how awesome that movie is, seriously!
This chapter will take place about two months after Becca and Jonathan had their little, ahem, "talk." Jervis and them have been laying low for a while, but they have to come out in the open sometime . . .
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Becca, Jervis, and Jonathan had been lying low for a while in hopes of staying out of Arkham. Everything was fine until Jonathan ran out of chemicals for his Fear Toxin. He knew that they would have to venture out of the safety of the house sooner or later. He just wished Becca could've picked a more inconspicuous way of traveling to and from the chemical warehouse.
"Please?" asked Becca for the hundredth time that day.
"No, no, a hundred times NO!"
"Aw, come on, please?"
"No!"
"Why?"
"Because it's not safe!"
She rolled her eyes. "Oh, sure, and breaking into science warehouses to steal toxic chemicals is completely safe. Come on, please? I promise I'll stop bugging you when you're in the middle of your experiments."
"And . . .?"
She sighed. "And I'll stop calling you "cuddly bug" in front of your test subjects."
"And . . .?"
"Okay, fine, I also promise to stop offering your test subjects a sandwich and hot cocoa."
". . . Fine." He huffed, "We'll go tonight."
"Okay. Ooh, that means I can wear my new costume!"
"Ah, about your, er, costume . . . don't you think it's a bit . . . dark?"
"Aw, is Mister Scarecrow afraid I'll cut my wrists?"
"No, I only meant—"
"Can it, Crane, and get your potato sack out of the closet."
Once night fell, the two of them made their way silently to the garage where a black, silver, and red motorcycle was parked in the corner.
"I still don't think this is a god idea," muttered Jonathan.
Becca snorted and pulled the bike out onto the driveway. Her new costume consisted of silver tights, a black and silver skirt with a silver chain hanging from her right hip, black leather thigh-high boots, a black shirt, a black choker, and a black mask rimmed with silver. A red Chinese dragon was printed onto her shirt. The tail started at her hip and the body wrapped around her waist twice. The dragon's head was just below her neckline. Her hair was styled in a short pixie haircut with red streaks and the tips were dyed red.
"Don't be such a baby, Scarecrow, just get on."
Reluctantly, he listened to her and climbed onto the back of the bike. "Shouldn't we have helmets?"
Becca mounted the bike, turned her head and said "Where's the fun it that?" She kicked off the ground, moved the kickstand back into place, and revved the engine.
"Oh God, we're going to die. Becca, we are going to die and I'm going to hold you personally responsible."
"Fine by me." She revved the engine and kicked off. The bike kicked into gear and went speeding down the road. Scarecrow yelped and tightened his grip around Becca's waist. The only thought going through his mind was, "We are going to DIE!!!!"
Apparently he screamed it because Becca smirked and sped up. She stopped at a red light and was almost to the exit ramp when she spotted something up ahead. "Oh look, its Bat Freak, Bird Brain, and Traitorous Bitch. The drugs can wait; let's go say hi."
Without waiting for a reply, she took off towards the trio. Batman was in his Batmobile and Robin was on his bike with Angie sitting on the back. Becca noticed her new costume; Pink leather pants, a purple miniskirt over the pants, purple boots, and a pink armored shirt with puffy purple sleeves.
Oh gag, thought Becca. Smirking, she pulled up alongside the other bike and then made a sharp left turn that cut in front of it. The driver swerved and almost crashed but regained control at the last minute. Becca knew that Robin had seen her face, and even if he hadn't, there was no way he could've missed the six-foot-something villain hanging onto her.
"Get ready to have some fun," Becca called out to Scarecrow.
He cracked a grin for the first time since they left the house.
They rode to an abandoned road and Becca brought the bike to a halt. She hopped off and grabbed one of the scythes that were attached to the side of the bike. Scarecrow followed her lead and grabbed the other one.
"I have been looking forward to a rematch with these chumps," said Becca, twirling her scythe. Scarecrow nodded and became tense when a familiar bike screeched to a halt and Robin and Angie hopped off. Becca didn't even wait for them to take a fighting stance. She twirled her scythe and ran at Angie, who jumped just in time for the blade to miss her legs. She dodged the blade again and again as Becca kept swinging.
"Hold still so I can slice your ass into lunchmeat!" screamed Becca. Angie smirked and jumped completely over Becca. She almost made it to the other side unscathed when another blade sliced into her ankle. She landed on the pavement with a dull thud and gripped her bleeding ankle.
Becca blinked. "Um, what just happened?" She turned around to find the Scarecrow behind her holding a bloodied scythe. "O-oh."
He grinned. "You were right; this is fun."
His triumph was short lived as Robin's foot connected with his face and sent him sprawling against the brick wall of an old factory.
Becca stared at Robin with her eyes wide. They narrowed as she fell into a crouch, her right hand still holding the scythe. "Oh hell no, I know you did not just do that!"
"So what if I did?"
"Let's get one thing straight between us, Dick," she spat as she ran towards him. He didn't even have time to dodge when she slammed his body into the wall and choked him with the scythe's handle. "No one, and I mean no one, hurts him without getting severely injured. Now, I am going to cut your eyeballs out and make you eat one eye while the other eye watches me slice you open and strangle you with your own small intestine."
Robin gulped.
Before Becca could make good her threat, a powerful hand grabbed the back of her shirt and hoisted her into the air.
"Hey!" she swung the scythe and managed to make a deep gash in the side of Robin's leg. She tried and failed to cut Batman's leg, or any other part of his body. "Buddy, you better let me go! Hey! Are you even listening to me?"
Batman ignored her while he handcuffed her to an old bike rack. He dragged the Scarecrow's limp form over to the rack and handcuffed him there, too. They left the two of them alone on the deserted roadside and handcuffed to a bike rack.
"Dumb ass heroes don't even check pockets any more? What a shame," snorted Becca. She reached inside her pockets and pulled out a set of lock picks.
"You actually carry those around with you?" asked Jonathan.
"Shut up," she snapped. "You never know when you might need to pick a lock."
Ten minutes later Becca and Jonathan were free and on their way home. Batman didn't think they'd escape so he'd left the bike where it was.
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"My word, what happened to the two of you?" asked Jervis as Becca and Jonathan walked through the front door. They were both covered in blood.
"Don't worry, Jervis, it's not our blood," said Becca. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I am going to go take a hot shower."
Becca got her pajamas, went into the bathroom, stripped, and turned the water on as hot as she could stand. She started humming while washing the blood out of her hair and was singing by the time she rinsed it out.
"Sucking too hard on your lollipop, ah love's gonna get you down
Sucking too hard on your lollipop, ah love's gonna get you down
Say love, say love, ah love's gonna get you down
Say love, say love, ah love's gonna get you down
I went walkin' with my mama one day when she warned me what people say
Live your live until love is found, cuz love's gonna getcha down
Take a look at the girl next door, she's a player and a downright bore
Jesus loves her, she wants more, oh, bad girls get you down,
Sing it!
Sucking
to hard on your lollipop, oh, loves gonna get you down
Sucking to
hard on your lollipop, oh, loves gonna get you down
Say love, say
love, oh, loves gonna get you down
Say love, say love, oh, loves
gonna get you down.
Mama told me what I should know, too much
candy gonna rot your soul
If she loves you let her go, 'cause love
only gets you down.
Take a look at a girl like me; never stood on
my own two feet
Now I'm blue as I can be, oh, love come get me
down.
Sing it!
Sucking to hard on your lollipop, oh, loves
gonna get you down
Sucking to hard on your lollipop, oh, loves
gonna get you down
Say love, say love, oh, loves gonna get you
down
Say love, say love, oh, loves gonna get you down.
I was
walking with my momma one day, when she warned me what people
say
Live your life until love is found, or loves gonna get you
down.
Sing it!
Sucking to hard on your lollipop, loves gonna
get you down
Sucking to hard on your lollipop, oh, loves gonna get
you down
Say love, say love, oh, loves gonna get you down
Say
love, say love, oh, loves gonna get you down.
Mama told me what I
should know, too much candy gonna rot your soul
If she loves you
let her go, 'cause love only gets you down.
Waa-oh waa-oh waa-oh
lollipop, waa-oh waa-oh waa-oh lollipop
Sucking too hard on your
lollipop, oh loves gonna get you down
Sucking too hard on your
lollipop, oh loves gonna get you down."
Becca kept singing until she was clean, then she turned off the water, dried off, and left the bathroom with her hair wrapped in a towel and dressed in her pajamas. It took all of her self restraint not to slap the boys when they had the nerve to laugh at her Edward Cullen pajamas."
"You've got to be kidding me," Jonathan laughed.
"Hey, don't think I didn't see your copy of Harry Potter!"
". . . Touché."
Author's Note: I stole the 'scythe on the side of the motorcycle' thing from House MD when House puts his cane on the side of his bike. I got the inspiration for Angie's costume from a Dress Up game on Deviant art and Becca's costume was inspired by an outfit I saw at Hot Topic. The song mentioned is "Lollipop" by Mika.
Wow, it's getting harder to finish this dumb fanfic. I'll sit online for hours during the weekends trying to think of something good to write and then I'll get bored, so I'll watch a movie or read a book or a fanfic and suddenly WHAM! An idea will hit me and I'll stay on the computer waaayyyy past bedtime so I can type it out, but then once it's out of my system I'll have nothing to write about anymore! This is usually how I write my stories but sometimes inspiration won't hit me for months (which is why I have not updated my Spy Kids story)
Also, I'll see a movie and start obsessing over it, so I'll start a fanfiction about it. Before I can finish it, I see a different movie, start a new obsession and a new story, and never finish the ones I've already started!
Writing is a pain in the ass. If you read that whole author's note then congratulations! You have a longer attention span than me.