The Science Bros

Up in Ed Nygma's tattered old bedroom, rested a worn out Jonathan Crane and Ed Nygma. It seemed like a normal night between the two boys, for Eddie sat at his computer focused on the mathematics of the hack while Jonathan sat on his bed, staring at his phone. Unlike most nights where Jonathan would be desperately attempting to get Ed away from the computer screen for a few seconds to discuss the topic of fear, he was zoned out. Nygma caught on when Jonathan failed to speak up after an hour of utter silence. His gazed shifted up from his computer to find Jonathan red in the face and smiling like a fool. "What are you so happy about?"

His analysis of Jonathan crane consisted of noting how his friend's palms looked sweaty, foot tapping. Edward was both perplexed and curious to what may have caused Jonathan to act in this unusual manner. "Jonathan, I'm speaking with you." His voice wavered with the annoyance of being ignored. Partially firm in his tone, he paused noting that it may have come out as too harsh and attempted to joke afterwards. "You know I'm the only one allowed to zone out randomly and ignore-"

"Harleen texted me." Jonathan interrupted.

"Oh-Jonathan don't take what she said too harsh, with Pamela there I never got the chance to explain to her about this all being a mistake and the effects it may hav-" Edward was cut off by Jonathan once more.

"She knows already, but its not that-Harlen isn't mad...its, its just..." He spaced out, looking back down at his phone. Johnny looked like he was excited but secretly did not know what else to do. Edward was too curious to be kept from the information his phone held, thus hacking into it. Learning to hack too little skill for the genius, wasting only about 5 minutes of his time on the task.

I'm not sure how to say this and it may sound uh-stupid but Johnny I have a huge crush on you. Please tell me how you feel, if you feel anything back so I know if my love is a lost cause. 3 ~HQ

"Whoa-" He paused, shocked. That was unsuspected. Edward didn't know Harley would feel this way about Jonathan, especially after what happened when he found her at school that Sunday. Interesting how Jonathan went from worried sick, pacing, and rambling about fear to lovesick frantic puppy. It made Ed amused and smirk. Edward thought about it for a second before getting up, "Go on, I'll keep the cops off you."

"What?"

"Well, I am your friend after all and I presume you have enough intellect to know this is not something you can just text to her. You are going to speak with her, aren't you?"

"Your right." Jonathan got up, grabbing his brown jacket from the end of the bed.

"Aren't I always?" Eddie rubbed in, just to get a roll of the eyes from Jonathan as he left in a race to see Miss. Quinzel.

~Meanwhile~

Outside of Harleen Quinzel's house lurked Jack Napier. He of course had overheard the girl's conversation from the doll he gave Harleen. Jack Napier was not at all tech savvy but a small threat to Jervis allowed the little man to insert a small camera into his Bear-A-Fun!. He knew he did not have to get Harleen something but found the prank of his spy cam too amusing. In hopes to get a view of girl's night he stationed himself outside the house of Harleen. What kind of entertainer would he be if he didn't cause a little trouble on their girl's night. After the girl's had settled into watching Magic Mike XL, Jack snuck in the back window. He heard squeals and giggles coming from the living room, which proved he was safe for now. Curious for a little prank, Jack looked through each of the girl's bags, finding not much more than he expected. Harley with the overly girly room, Pamela with her plants and Barbra with her geek stuff. No, he wanted to find something fun, something hilarious. He kept looking before noticing a secret pocket in Selena Kyle's bag. "Bingo" He popped his gums with amusement. Unzipping the thing he found a long leather whip in the side. This made him laugh, hard. "Oh Brucie boy, what have you gotten yourself into." Jack muttered in amusement to himself before shaking his head.

Creak. His ears alerted him to someone coming near him. It made his snickering dye down a minute. He zipped up the bag quickly before slipping into the closet. Too much to his surprise the source looking for the noise was the Harleen girl again. She bolted in the room to grab a blanket and the teddy bear I had given her. Who would even keep such an ugly teddy bear? She couldn't possibly like it. It was mutated. I pondered to myself, not sure if the girl was crazy or not. An normal girl would discard the teddy bear as creepy, let alone take it into her bedroom. I was shocked she had kept such a thing. Harleen hugged the bear tightly as she ran back out to the party of gals.

On the tips of my toes I snuck back out, going to find how to bring a little more excitement to the party. The best way to grow excitement, was pitting Selena against Pamela of course. What's better than a cat fight before two hot girls trying to kill one another? He paused, sneaking into the kitchen. What could he do, what could he do? Jack pondered, sitting up at the counter. An idea hit him, making him grin.

"Barbara I have never seen your face to red." Selena laughed, leaning back on the couch, right behind Pamela. Ooo this was almost too easy. Jack paused. grabbing a straw, the oldest trick in the book.

Spit

"What the hell?" Selena growled, turning toward Pamela. "Did you legit just hit my head?"

Pamela rolled her eyes, just focusing on the movie. Selena turned back to the T.V. with her attention back on the movie.

Spit

"Okay, That's it. Will you knock it off?" She glared at Pamela, pissed to a new extreme.

"I'm not doing anything." Pamela spoke defensively, thinking Selena had lost it.

"Sure you are." She rolled her eyes.

Spit

This time it's hits Pamela, a perfect angle to hit her leg right below Selena's arm. "Hmmf!" She glared at Selena, tugging a strand of Selena's hair. The two began to bicker and fight, making me want to laugh. I couldn't hold it in much longer, so I hurried outside.

Little did I realize Harley had seen me. I laughed outside her house, and seconds later the front door creaked open onto her front patio. I figured she was just stepping away from the fight, not looking for me. The moment I saw the door move I dove into the bushes.

"J...Is that you?" Her eyes squinted, trying to make out my image in the darkness of night. She wandered out further in her pajama's. I wonder if she knew how short her red shorts really were. They certainly flattered her, making me stare and smirk slyly. "J?" Her voice was soft in shock of finding me here, outside her house. I stood up, to show myself. It wasn't like she could do anything to me. For some reason Harley didn't seem frighten, or mad that I was outside her house this late at night. The girl just blushed, her cheeks flushing to a cute pink color.

"Hello toots miss me?" I taunted a bit arrogantly. My grin reaching from ear to ear as I admired her little outfit and I do mean little.

She bit her lip a bit. Her body swayed back and forth in excitement. Was I that good to her last time? She wasn't supposed to remember it. I wondered to myself before laughing again. "Were you the one who started that in there?"

I laughed, figuring she'd be yelling at me in a matter of seconds. People were so funny when mad. "Guilty as charged my dear." I gave a slight bow as any proper entertainer would.

"Could you see Selena's face?" Her expression lightened into a smile, not mad at all. It was like she understood, not many people could with my type of comedy. She turned her head, double checking if any of the girls were looking for her before stepping down onto the grass beside me.

I laughed, remembering Selena's anti disposition. "Priceless." I popped my gums, giving a small smile. In the corner of my eye I saw Jonathan. The Scarecrow must still be crushing on the new girl. Everyone around school knew he was crushing on her. The thought made me chuckle, laugh. How could a hottie like Harley even love a geek like him, it had to be a mistake. From the moment I over heard Ed speaking about her to Johnny during the fair, I knew. Their conversation about how much Johnny boy was romantically in love with her was made me most certain that Harley would be my game. Couldn't let Appleseed get to her until I finished. Harley had now become my challenge. A girl I had to keep so Johnny couldn't get to her. She had to be special, Brucie boy thought so, along with Eddie and of course lover boy. My eyes scanned behind her shoulder for a second, locking eyes with Johnny. From beneath those circle glasses of him he gave me a glare. HA! Me, a glare. I'd show him what's mine. In a second I swooped Harley close to me, in a kiss. She was my little jester, and I'd prove it. I would chance her, no transform her to be my perfect gal. Once Johnny lost his love in her, and once the other's were annoyed with her new ways I would just end it. The ultimate prank! I deepened the kiss in a matter a seconds, my hands moving down to her ass.

A tiny, but adorable giggle escaped her. Not many girls could pull out innocently adorable, let alone do it without annoying me. Except Harleen, I mean Harley. Harley didn't annoy me as much as the other bimbos. Harley knew when to take a joke, like after the party, most girls would freak out after a guy pulled something like that. Not her, something about Harles was different, unique and that alone was intriguing.

Jonathan had a look of sadness in his light blue eyes as he watched the two kiss. He paused, about to speak up, then again she didn't. Harleen didn't push the clown away, or seem offended by it. He backed away to the street, hurt.

Her blue eyes glimmered up at me, her face fully flushed. "Oh MiSTah J-". She giggled again, not knowing how to respond. Always leave them wanting more, a key tip in the show biz. Plus, Johnny boy wasn't near anymore to see me take a leave.

"Good Night Doll." I laughed, backing away slowly. I gave her a small smirk, grabbing a purple motorbike from the bushes, which I had hidden prior. "Tomorrow then." The green hair fell into my smirking face as I drove off.

Later that night...

Jonathan reappeared at the house with a blank look on his face. Expressionless, yet with a deepen gaze of sadness hidden in his blue eyes. That's how Edward knew something had gone wrong. Jonathan's voice lowered before Nygma could ask what went wrong, "She must have thought of it as a lost cause." He whispered under his breath, slumping back on the couch. Ed felt bad for his friend, for that night he did not speak another word. The rest of the night was silent between the two. Ed knew when not to push questions upon his friend, and Jonathan did not feel like opening up. Jonathan just laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling.