"I will not step aside for that CLOWN!" Nigma roared as he continued his ranting and pacing in front of Crane dressed in his Riddler outfit fresh from a meeting with Joker. "He refuses to back down and so do I!"

"So all of us are going to end up at this ball, and then what?" Crane asked as he lay across his couch reading the paper. Nigma had been ranting for over an hour, and Crane had decided to just ignore him now.

"I'm thinking?!" he growled rubbing his temples.

"Well I am certainly not working with the clown," Sid said from her perch on the window sill.

"How long have you been there?" Crane asked, motionless from his spot on the couch as she walked forward. He had gotten use to Sid's random appearnce in his apartment and learned to be on guard for it all the time. He refused to be caught off guard by her.

"I got here about the time he started talking about how brainless Harley is," she replied as she leaned on the back of the couch looking down at him. "I got the information he wanted."

"I'm standing right here!" Nigma fumed and stomped his foot, hating to be ignored.

"You are making him have a temper tantrum," Crane sighed annoyed as he folded his paper and sat up on the couch.

"Like I care," she huffed, rolling her eyes and moving around to the front of the couch and handed Nigma the envelope. "I don't understand your interest in the girl."

"That is not your concern," he sneered as he snatched the envelope out of her hand.

"Well if that is all I'm going to go jump out the window," Sid replied and turned to head back towards the window.

"Wait," Nigma shouted as he read the information she gave to him. "How did you get such in-depth details about Miss. Gordon?"

"I have my ways," she said as she sat down on the arm of the couch. Crane laughed as Sid made Nigma furious. "I did your job. You don't need to know how I accomplished it."

"You are infuriating!" Nigma roared before storming out.

"I'm amazed I have that effect on men," she replied, looking over to Crane who was shaking his head. He was glad he wasn't the only one to act childish around Sid when she irratated them.

"Then you shouldn't be so frustrating," he informed her opening the paper and pretending to read it hoping she would leave.

"Maybe you shouldn't be sending mix signals," she retorted standing up.

"What mix signals are you talking about," he replied tossing the paper down on the table and standing up to face her.

"You fix my wound, watch horror movies with me, saved me, and talk to me like a normal person, I thought we were friends. Now, you are acting like I'm some annoying goon you want to get rid of! You are acting like a dick, Like Nigma!" she hissed poking him in the chest. "You need to make up your damn mind!"

"Maybe if you weren't the most confusing person I ever met I would just leave you the hell alone!" he told her and grabbed her hand to stop her from poking him. Now he was livid at her, not only had she presumed they were friends but she had the nerve to poke him.

"Why don't you just leave me the hell alone then!" she told him as she yanked her hand back. "You're a bastard just like him!"

"Do not compare me to Nigma again!" Crane ordered as he stood toe to toe with her. Both of them red in the face from their scream match as he stared down at her having a few inches in height on her.

"Please tell me you two aren't going to kiss," Nigma laughed from the doorway where he had watched the whole fight.

"Both of you can go to hell," she said before walking back to the window and exiting.

Crane had the urge to punch Nigma as he laughed at the current situation. Sure he was a little harsh on her, but he was Jonathan Crane after all and he couldn't have some female following him around like a love sick puppy. After all Nigma had enough fan girls hanging around, and the clingers annoyed the hell out of him he didn't need one too.

"That is the only female I know that can challenge you and live," Nigma stated as he walked over to Crane. "And you actually just let her leave."

"Edward," Crane called, as he went to shut the window Sid left open. "I don't need a clingy fan girl unlike you."

"True I have tons of fan girls," Nigma replied as he plopped down on the couch, smirking as he thought of the nights spent with those girls. "But Sid is in no way a clingy fan girl. I should know I have at least six of them waiting back at my base of operations. They would never challenge you like Sid does."

"Can we please change the topic," Crane sighed, tired of discussing this with Nigma.

"Sure, sure," Nigma replied as he waved the envelope in his hand around. "But I still want to know how she knows Barbra Gordon's roommate."

"I do not know," he replied honestly, going over to his lab table trying to find a distraction. "How do you know it's a roommate?"

"Because the things written in this report only someone living with Miss. Gordon would know," his next words were lost when a clown goon walked into the apartment. "Haven't you ever heard of knocking?"

"Joker wants a meeting with you two and the girl," he replied as six more goons entered behind him. "He said by any means necessary."

"I didn't know the clown was capable of speaking four syllable words," Nigma laughed as he stood up twirling his cane. "But can his goons really make us go?"

"Enough talk," the goon replied cracking his knuckles. "We do this the fun way."

"We do this my way," Crane laughed as he put his mask on and through a canister down at the goon's feet. "With lots of fear!"

Thank you to my two reviewers Booklover1498 and Chronic Sandman