An hour into the costume party, and everyone was mingling. The place had a few jump scares, but nothing too frightening to scare any of the students off. Edward tried to avoid the people he was not too fond off, which Jonathan insisted on inviting. In the corner of his eye, he noticed a good friend of his, attempting to eat a finger sandwich through the mouth whole of his ghost costume. "Nice costume, I see you went with a classic, Ozzie."

The ghost frowned, ham slipping out of the bread. "What?" He seemed shocked, putting his sandwich down. "How did you know who I am?"

The tenth Doctor gave a smirk, as if all knowing. Of course the answer to his friend's identity was obvious but to Ed, he took the win when he could. His confidence and ego went a little higher as he replied smugly, "I know everything, I'm a genius."

"That you are Ed, that you are." Oswald nodded in agreement. He felt what made his costume more spooky compared to anyones was the fact that no one knew it was him. Otherwise, his ghost could be confused for a tissue, or just some guy with a bed sheet over his head. Oswald planned on giving Jonathan a scare of his own a little later.

The two boys were interrupted as Pamela Isley strutted past them. Her costume caught both of their eyes. Ed's glasses almost fell off his face, "Woah" Their mouths gapped open a little in shock.

Oswald eyes lingered over at the cheerleader, "That's the sexiest Queen Cersei I have ever seen." His eyes followed Pamela, smiling as he eyed her red robe and crown.

"Queen Cersei never wore anything that short." Ed corrected him.

"Who cares?" Oswald spoke, looking back over at Edward. "I didn't know she even watched Game of Thrones." The nerds paused for a second, fantasizing the head cheerleader and nerd combo.

Ed shook his head, coming back to reality, "She probably doesn't. Her outfit is not to cosplay standards if she were one of us. She'd need at a blonde wig, and her robe longer." The nerd was nit picking because besides those two factors, Pamela was spot on. "Knowing her, Pam just wanted to wear a crown."

"I don't know Ed, give the girl some credit. Her hairs braided like Queen Cersei and I like the shorter robe. Her sleeves still have the same appearance, but it shows off a little leg with the slit... It's a nice look." Ed gave him a look, which made the ghost shrug. "What? It's a nice look, you're really going to complain over some minute details?" Ed stayed quiet as the boys turned to her once more, watching from across the room. A long pause came between the two before Oswald's eyes widened, thinking of something. "Aren't you a little scared of her choice of character?" That shut both boys up.

Thunder rang out against the hall again, making the lights flicker. Pamela had made her way over to the apple bobbing table. The boring game failed to interest her, but the couple standing beside the table did bring much attention. Harvey Dent and Rachel, of course they would pull off a cute couple costume. Who would expect anything different? Pamela groaned softly, before having a little mischief wonder through her eyes. "Hey Harvey, Pam spoke softly, waving and acting like they were friends. His eyes looked up, catching hers for a second. She took the opportunity to bend down for the apple, only to pick it up with her hand. No way would she ruin her makeup by sticking her head in the water.

Trying to do the honorable thing, Harvey looked away. What was that girl thinking, Rachel was right here. He hated that Isley, always trying to push him. The redhead was already President, what more did she want? Luckily, Selena called her over to another table.

Rachel never liked Pamela that much, and for good reason. She rolled her eyes, watching Pamela leave the bobbing for apple station. "Cheater" The word muttered under her breath, immediately catching Harvey's attention.

He stopped abruptly, looking down at Rachel. "What?" Harvey felt his heart start to pump faster with concern.

Rachel looked over at Pamela, "I said Cheater." The upset in election still bothered Rachel, who believed in democracy. The only way she could have won was cheating, Rachel did not know how Pam pulled it off but Rachel knew she rigged it in some way. "She's a cheater. One that always thinks she's above everyone else, that's why she gets away with these things"

Harvey calmed, realizing Rachel was talking about the election and not accusing him of anything. "Yeah, I know." His arm wrapped around her to comfort her in a hug "I'm sure she will get what's coming to her.." His voice whispered in her ear, glaring at Pamela as she happily spoke to Selena.

Meanwhile, Harleen had broken away from her boyfriend to see her friends. In honesty, the young blonde had no clue where Jack went. She lost him when Harleen came back from the bathroom, otherwise, Harleen would never leave his side. She had been searching to see if Johnny or Eddie where at the party when her gaze caught Victor Fries. Alone like always, Victor sat along the end of the couch away from most people. Feeling a little bad for the guy, Harley plopped down on the sofa beside him. "Hey Victor!" Harleen smiled, always bubbly.

Victor's voice was quiet, the whole party almost downed him out as he spoke. "Harleen it is nice to see you again."

Harleen listened closely, and smiled. "It's nice to see you too." She remembered something, and quickly took a glance around the room. Her smile grew into a big grin. "She's here you know."

Victor gave a confused look, not understanding what Harleen meant. "Who?"

"Oh ya know..."Harley makes a motion over to the punch bowl, where his crush, Nora, stood. The young girl had a cute, fuzzy, polar bear costume on.

His skin may have been as cold as ice, however at the mention of Nora his face pinkened with a warm blush. "Oh."

"Have you spoken to her?" Harleen asks giddy, loving how cute the two were. She loved a good romance.

Victor looked down not wanting to tell Harley that he never went to speak with her. Harleen sighed, disappointed but understanding.

She tilted her head to the side, "Are you scared? Because this is really a good place to try overcoming your fears. There are ghosts, vampires, zombies and whatever Bruce dressed as, all of which much scarier than talking to a girl." Harleen laughed at her own joke, becoming more relaxed about her personality thanks to her new boyfriend. She caught Victor smirk a little, but he never spoke up. Harleen took this as all the more reason to keep talking. "Come on, you too are perfect for each other. I mean she's even dressed up like a polar bear for crying out loud! That has to be a sign."

What did a Polar Bear have to do with talking to a girl?, Victor wondered, becoming confused. "A sign?" He repeated, showing her that he did not follow.

"A sign! Like a message to go talk to her. She's dressed up as an animal from the arctic and you're...well you're a pretty cool dude." Harley's teasing was in a friendly manner, kind enough for him not to get mad at mentioning his sickness. Actually, Victor was happy she didn't ignore it either. Her joke made Victor chuckle a litt. Maybe he should speak to Nora, what did he have to lose. "You think I should?"

"Definitely" Almost on cue, Nora turned around to peak if Harleen finished talking to Victor or not. Little did Victor know Nora and Harley had become friends a day or two ago, and asked Harleen to introduce her to Victor. He sounded like an amazing and sweet guy from what Harleen told her. Harleen did not straight out tell Victor about this because she knew with his timide attitude, he would be nervous about speaking to her. Hareen knew from her readings on psychology, Victor had to do it on his own because it would give himself some more confidence.

"Wait." Harley added, as he stood up. She did have one thing left to ask. The way Victor was dressed was simple, but confusing. He had a black hat, metal chains and a slick jacket. She just had to know who Victor was trying to be for Halloween. "What are you?"

Victor grins, having his own inside joke. The boy would be lying if he said he did not want someone to ask about his costume. "Ice-T"

Harley giggles, "That's the best one I've heard today!" He smiles as she hugs him, which was infact the coldest hug she ever had. Victor felt better about going to talk to Nora as Harley nudged him toward her. "Now go on, talk to your girlie."

The lights flickered again, but no one seemed to mind the haunting mystery. Most kids in Gotham were wise enough to figure the house had mechanical problems. Jonathan stood by a table, watching a fight that had broken out between Selena and Pamela, which started when Pamela said Bruce's spandex could be tighter. He grinned, amused at the sight of a Cat, cussing out the Queen. "Boo!" Oswald jumped behind Jonathan, trying to scare the boy.

However, after the childhood Jonathan Crane, little scared him. In fact the noise behind him failed to make him flinch. How could he be scared Oswald dressed up as a measly tissue. "There you are Oswald. I need a favor..." His glare focused on Pamela, which made him miss the disappointment Oswald had that Jonathan knew who he was. Jonathan slide a piece of a paper over to Oswald.

"How did you know it was me?" The Ghost questions, opening the paper. He notices the strange request and paused.

"Can you help me or not."

He picked up the note to read it twice, making sure this was what Jonathan was asking him,"Sure.." He said with a pause, biting his lip.

"What." Jonathan said, sounding short tempered right now. His nerves and adrenaline were high, making him stern.

"I'll go get it right now..." Oswald spoke confused, turning around.

"Good I'll meet you there in a second." He says with a no nonsense look in his eyes, catching sight of a cute little nurse at the snack table. From behind, her pigtails were a dead give away to who she was. Only one girl in this whole school loved pigtails as much as Harleen.

Harleen frowns, looking at the table in front of her. The snacks did not really amuse her taste buds. All the good snacks seemed picked over already. Chips and pretzels were too salty. Harleen did not like the taste of fruit. She stared at the snacks with indecision. "Ooo!" She grinned seeing a cooler. Icecream! Harleen knelt down to look into the container. To her luck there was one ice cream left, the rest were pudding cups. She heard a cough behind her, and her head snapped around to see Selena.

"Hey Harles." Selena spoke with a friendly smile.

"Hey Selena." Harleen returned the smile, not realizing with Selena's quick hands that the girl snagged the ice cream from behind her.

"Having a nice time?" Selena asked, Harleen nodded. Once the ice cream was in the palm of Miss Kyle's hand. She gave a small smirk, "I'll see you around."

"Okie Dokie, Bye Kitty." Harley said, turning back to the snack table. She tilts her head perplexed, not finding the icecream cup. Where did it go? Harleen shrugs, "Ahhhh I'm just gonna go for the puddin' " She mumbles, grabbing a chocolate pudding cup. Her eyes catch hold of Jonathan's, making her smile. "Johnny! Hiya! What's up?!" She skips over to him pudding cup in hand.

"Nothing much." He grins a little, trying not to laugh as Harleen took a bite of her chocolate pudding. She got a little on her face. Jonathan found it cute, handing her a napkin.

"This party is so cool! All this spooky stuff, it's fun!"

Jonathan smirks, "You think?"

Harley nods, "Yeah! I almost had a heart attack getting up to the main ballroom. There were so many big spiders, which looked so freaky!" She shivers, deeply disturbed by giant spiders. Harleen could have sworn some of the decorations were the size of her hand.

Jonathan paused a moment, not sure whether to tell her or not. Out of all the jump scares and decorations he added to the Mansion, the spiders weren't one of them. "Umm yeah." He says not wanting to freak her out the spiders around here were real.

"Oh! But the ghosts-n-stuff were cool too, a fun kinda scary." Jonathan smiles, hearing her talk about scary stuff being fun. Most girls were complain, squeal and squirm, but not Harleen. The thing he found interesting was the way Harleen spoke today. Words like 'kinda' slipped out with ease while 'and' sounded more like 'n'. Harleen had a different sound to her voice, more of a brooklyn accent. He tilted his head, before realizing why she sounded so weird. Her nurse costume had a badge saying Brooklyn Hospital on it. Harleen really did go all out when it came to these things. Jonathan figured that her voice matched the character she dressed up as, which he did not mind. Her enthusiasm was cute. His eyes looked over to a faded bruise on her arm. He wanted to ask her about it, but now wasn't the place. Unlike everyone else, who would assume Harleen was just clutzy, he knew the bruise surfaced from one of two reasons. They were either from her not wearing glasses and fell, or her new boyfriend, Jack, was behind this bruise. Jonathan knew which one he believed more. Harleen should not be around Jack, it was not safe.

Across the room Joker noticed his Harley went back to talking with the Crane boy. No longer did he feel the need to ditch Harley as he moved in, coming up on her right side. "Hey MisTah J." She giggled, hugging him. Jonathan rolled his eyes at what Jack forced her to call him. He did believe her pet name was forced, because the Harleen he knew didn't sound like that.

"Where'd you go Harley? I've been looking all over for you?"

"I'm sorry, I was staying still but needed a little snack, and look- Puddin!" She smiled, lifting her pudding cup in air.

Jonathan frowned, maybe Harleen needed someone to stand up for her. He remembered many times Harleen corrected people that her name was Harleen, not Harley. With little courage, Jonathan tried his best to speak up. "She doesn't like being called Harley." Although Jonathan was trying to be helpful, Jack glared at him, the Crane kid getting on his last nerves.

Harley sensed the tension, "Anybody want some puddin?" She asked, not good with weird situations. Harleen smiled, "I don't mind when Jack calls me Harley... it's okay i'm used to it."

"You heard the girl, she doesn't mind." Jack said, his tone dropping low before he cracked a smile.

Jonathan sighed, noticing Oswald walking with Pamela to another room. "Fine, I'll leave you two to enjoy your evening than."

Harley felt bad that Johnny seemed forced to go. She did not want him to leave, giving him a sad look. They only just started to talk, "You sure? Come on Johnny we can play a game, like pin the brain on the zombie."

Jack was behind her, growing jealous at the attention she gave him. She was his harley, his game, not belonging to some science freak. His hands wrapped behind her as he hugged her from behind. "Harley, Harley, Harley.." He repeated her name three times, hoping Jonathan would be upset. His voice lowered in her ear, "I think Johnny boy has to go..Eddie is looking for him.."

"Oh, is that so?" Harley looked disappointed that Johnny had to leave.

Jonathan noticed, feeling bad he had no time to stay and prove Jack wrong. Despite the crazed look in Jack's eye, Jonathan was not scared of him. He stared for a minute before nodding, "Yeah...I do..."

"Awe okay..." Harleen pouted. He noticed that Harleen wanted him to stay. Jonathan's heart fluttered with the thought. Unless, she was just trying to be nice. No, Harleen was always nice. She wanted him to stay.

Jonathan left, passing by a hufflepuff on his way out. Who else would Barbara Gordon dress up as, if not the great Hermione. The best part was the fact she even had Hermione's wand, which she got on her visit to Hogwarts itself. Well, Universal Studies but that was close enough to the real thing. Her and Bruce were talking about the party, both felt uneasy about the whole thing. Her voice was quiet, in case someone tried to listen in on them. "I tracked the address like you asked. It seems like everyone in Gotham High was invited, besides Diego and Jones." Barbara said, watching the party as she spoke to Bruce.

His gaze was focused a little behind her, always on guard. He wish he knew what was up, "Maybe they're the ones who sent out the invite...maybe a football team prank?"

Barbara shook her head, "Not unless they bullied Ed to do it." She said, trying hard not to laugh at the idea of Walyon with a laptop. He snapped an Iphone in half once by trying to send a text. The boys were not the smartest in the world. "I mean I doubt any of them can encrypt a laptop. Diego can't even use the door in science right." She referred to the time when the wrestler broke down the door because it was a pull not a push. "Maybe they weren't invited because they bully half the people here." She suggested.

Bruce knew about the bullying, and how the two were trouble makers. His gut told him something bad would happen tonight, he hoped to stop it before it did. "See what Harvey knows, he's on the team with them." He said, voice trailing off into a whisper as he sensed someone sneaking up behind them

"Hey Bruce." She kisses him, snaking up between him and Barbara. A part of her was jealous how close of friends the two were. "Barbara." She said with a little spite to her tone.

"Selena." Barbara said, crossing her arms. She did not like Selena either, the girl seemed like bad news. Barbara's father warned her about the girl, Selena was a suspected thief, a street girl. Barbara hoped Bruce would be careful. She turned to leave, now seemed like as good as time as any to speak with Harvey Dent.

Bruce did not have to be around Selena longer than a second to sense she had something up her sleeve for tonight. A crackle of thunder, followed by the lights flickering was the excuse she needed to curl up around Bruce's arm. He knew she was trying to use this to distract him. "I know that look." Bruce spoke softly, catching a glimmer of mischief in the kitten's eyes. "Selena, what are you up too?" He asked, leading her toward the punch bowl, where less people stood.

Her hand brushed up against his chest, acting innocent and without a clue. "Who me?"

"Yeah, Last time I saw that look in your eyes you were trying to take pearls out of the manor. What's going o-" Selena stopped him, placing a finger over his lips.

"Shhh my little mouse." Her words seductively rolled off her tongue. Selena looked around, trying to find Pamela. The little bitch would get a trick of her own tonight, if Selena had any say in it. Good, no one paid much attention to Bruce or her. "Remember our little deal?" Her hand moved down to his chest, eyeing him. The words seemed to stop Bruce's questioning for now. He knew that Selena would not question him about where he disappeared too, if he did not ask about her night job as well.

A loud crackle of laughter interrupted the couple, "Hi Brucie!" Jack said with a coy smile, "What are you supposed to be?" He tilted his head, acting in deep thought. "Captain Underpants...no? Uh...Mickey Mouse? No? Mickey Mouse in Underpants?" Harley was busting at the seams giggling as Jack joked around. She thought he was hilarious. Jack did enjoy having someone around who understood his genius jokes. Bruce surely did not, as he rolled his eyes.

Harley wanted to play along, clapping her hands in amusement. "Oh! Oh! Let me guess!"

"Yes my little Harley?" Jack said, feeling her anxious too have a laugh of her own.

Harley looked like a child, that just figure something amazing out as she gasped. "He's Nacho Libre!"

Jack cracked a smile, but shook his head no. "Wrong colors doll. But nice try.." He wrapped an arm around her waist, showing he admired her effort. Harley's heart was about to jump out of her chest when he took a glass of punch and smirked. "Hey Ozzy. Nice to see you."

The plump ghost frowned, "What the... How the devil does everyone know it's me?" Ozzie said with curiosity, for this was not the first time someone had acknowledged him.

"Ahhh- call it a lucky guess." Jack said with a smirk.

"It's because miStah J is a genius!" Harley praised, much to Jack's satisfaction. However, on the word genius Harley swore she could have heard Ed huff in annoyance behind them.

Pamela shoved Oswald aside, "Move it Oswald!" She went straight up to Jack and Harleen, with a weird look in her eyes.

Oswald frowns, throwing his hands up in air. "How did she-I give up." He slumped, the ghost leaving because apparently everyone knew it was him.

The storm outside became worse, blowing in some windows as the thunder grew louder.

Pamela took Harley by the hand, a motherly concern in her eyes. To others, it might have seemed like an abrupt change of heart but Pamela wanted to help the young girl. Jonathan told her about the suspected abuse, knowing Pam had a history with it. Her heart was not as cold as most thought, for now she felt it was on her to protect Harleen. When Pamela was younger she knew of a similar situation involving her mother and father. Pamela would do anything to protect Harley from a similar fate as her mother's. She could see subtle changes in Harley, and feared J was the cause. Her eyes went to Harles, seeing the bruise Jonathan spoke to her about "Harles, can I speak to you a second."

She took Harley by the hand, trying to pull her away. Jack took offense to this, but surprisingly it was Harleen who spoke. "Why is everything okay?"

Jack rolled his eyes, him and Pamela never got along. "Don't you have some trees to go hug?" He chuckled, pulling Harley back towards him. "My girlie here is having fun."

"Your girl?" Pamela almost gagged as he spoke. How dare he act like she was the property of his. "You can't be serious."

"I'm never serious.." He smirked cockily, getting in her face a little. Jack knew it annoyed her and found it damn sure amusing to see the hippy annoyed. "but nonetheless she my Harley."

Harley got in the middle of Pamela and Jack, feeling the awkward tension yet again. The two were glaring at one another, dangerously close. "Uh Guys...Ummm...why don't we all go get some chips or something.." They both looked over at her, not having it. Their looks made Harley back away slowly.

Pamela sighed, she did not want to get Harley in trouble with Jack. If what that freak Crane told her was true, it would not be safe to confront him here. "I'll talk to you later Harles..." Pamela gave in, flipping her red hair back as she went to leave.

Jack stared at Pamela as she left. He cracked a small sadistic smile as he waved goodbye. "I hope the rest of your evening is more amusing Pammy-" He called out after her, tauntingly. "I would hate for you to go home without a good laugh."