King wilhlem's little secret. 😔⛓🥀🖤

No Beta, we die like bruce waynes parents 🥰

It was a dark and stormy night, Brucy was playing Call Of Duty while listening to Mitsky in his cockroach infested room. His Butler was on vacation so he didn't pull up. Bruce was left gaming in his filth when suddenly the bat signal went off. "Finally..." he said getting up. He needed some sunlight. He made his way to the emergency, when he arrived the police had already been. He seen the castle engulfed in flames. Twas the Castle of no other than King Wilhelm himself. He heard he was missing along with his cat and some other butler. They found blood in the forest near, but it didn't trace back to any of them. It was traced to the Jonas Brothers. Though when interviewed, they were all safe and sound.

Along side this already massive and complicated case, a con artist and infamous gold digging whore by the name of Preminger is on the loose. Could this be connected? He thought to himself. As if things couldn't get worse, Batman received a phone call on his Y2K hello kitty flip phones. It was Alfred, he got home to see that Bruce's yacht and hot pink bedazzled jet ski had been stolen. This wouldn't matter to Bruce as he could just buy a new one, but he couldn't help but wonder if it was all connected. All these cases were all within close proximity of each other.
He had to investigate.

The music was bumping, Viking dicks swinging and royal ass shaking was happening. This had had to be the funnest night of Wilhelms life, his whole time on earth, every party he's ever been to or thrown. Proper and boring, for once he can be himself... and do Ecstasy.

Will was grinding up on Minger, but Mingers eyes were on Riddle who was leaning on the rail of the deck, red solo cup in hand. He stood in the corner sorrowfully, he wasn't like other villains, he was never a fan of party's. But that wasn't the reason for his sour mood, King Wilhelm was ignoring him in pursuit of Minger. How could Will fall for someone he just met, while he knew Riddler for 3 months.

Minger was fascinated by Riddlers soft innocent features, not to mention he was one to fall for the strong silent type. He found himself staring at him wishing the Riddler would take his mask off.
And so he walked up to him.

"Hey~" Minger stumbled drunkly to him. "Hey..." Riddle rolled his eyes and looked back to the water.
"I just came to say that, you should take the mask off more often. You could get away with a lot with a face like that" The Riddlers face slightly flushed red. But that changed when Minger said "Especially for a poor person" he blurred out and winked hiccuping. The interaction was cut off by fireworks. They both looked away to the fireworks and watched in silence. Preminger slowly tried to get closer to him but Riddle would only back up with his every move.

Will hadn't seen Minger in a hot minute, he wondered where he had gone, where he had been. When something caught his eye, Preminger getting close to Riddler. Will felt something sink in his chest, had Preminger never been interested in him, had he been interested in the riddler the whole time. Then he remembered when he got out the bathroom and he saw Preminger on top of riddler, he assumed they fell on each other on accident but now he wasn't sure, what if Preminger had fallen on riddler on purpose or what if they where in that position before the boat was hit.
What if THEY made the boat shake. He was beginning to get resentful of Riddle, how could Preminger be into someone like HIM when Will was obviously the best option. Will's hot, he's smart, he's rich! Riddlers none of those!
Will thought to himself getting erect at his own affirmations. He wasn't gonna let Minger go with someone like the Riddler, he was gonna win him back. And it was gonna be easy.

Minger, now left alone, thought to himself. The whole reason why he was here in the first place was for the money. His goal was to make will fall for him, which he had, but now he wanted a different man to fall for him. He felt a connection with riddler that he hadn't felt in his whole life, not even with his hamster, beef sticks. Preminger had to make a choice,

The man with the golden house
or the man with and golden heart.