Teen Idle❔Edward Nygma❔

21.Pre-match Show

I leaned against the railing next to Lee, watching as Ed put his little pre-match show below us.

"And now, the most hated man in Gotham, the Penguin!", the announcer says as a spotlight shows Ed in a costume imitating Oswald.

"I'm so happy to be here.", he says as the crowd boos. "You love me, I know you loved me."

The crowd's boos continue.

"You don't love me? You don't love me? You've asked for it. I'm going to sic my lackeys onto you. My hoods and the GCPD!", he says raising his broken umbrella.

Two kids get into the ring, one dressed in a gangster costume and another in a cop costume.

"Get 'em, boys. Get 'em. You better do what I want, or they're gonna enter your homes and terrorize your families. Get 'em. Get 'em."

"As much as I appreciate the entertainment, I'm worried. If this gets back to Penguin... Well, it won't be good that's for sure.", I tell Lee.

After hearing what happened recently, I'm worried about what Penguin is capable of doing.

I know Lee must be worried too, but she says nothing, just drinks from her flask.

"You do what I say.", Ed scolds everyone.

"Grundy! Grundy! Grundy!", the crows start cheering.

Grundy screams as he enters the ring.

"Now, you leave me alone, you monster."

Grundy grabs him by the neck and pretends to choke him. And as he falls to his knees, the lights go black. A moment later the lights come back on, now, Ed is standing in the center of the ring, now with a green sequined suit and hat.

He takes off his hat, "Stupid, lame bird brain."

"Bird brain!", the crowd says with him.

"He'll never learn. You can't mess with the Narrows!" He puts his hat back on, a smile decorating his face.

As he exits the ring, Cherry takes his place, waving her red fan over herself.

"It... is... time. For the main event... a title defense. No refs, no rules."

"No rules!", the crowd repeats.

"Our challenger, Mr. Murderface!", she announces, caressing the masked man's face.

The crowd boos at the man, leaving only himself to cheer him up.

"And our... champeen, straight from the Slaughter Swamp, it's Solomon Grundy!" The crowd cheer as she announces the champion.

"They really ate it up tonight.", Ed chuckles, coming up between us. "I think they hate Penguin almost as much as I do."

"It was a good performance, Ed.", I give him a nod.

"You know what, I may or may not find a cure for you, but at the rate, you're going you may not have a chance.", Lee tells him.

"What does that mean?", Ed asks.

"You don't just have these people laughing, you have them ready for a fight.", she explains, nodding towards the crowd.

"So?"

"So? So what happens when Penguin hears about all this?"

"Well, let that bird waddle in here, I have Grundy. I'm gonna be fine.", says, unworriedly.

"And what about them? Your fans?", Lee asks, looking at the crowd.

"It's not my problem.", he answers.