"I'm looking for Jeremiah Homicida Quinn ?"
The guard stared at me for a moment analysing my reason to be heard judging me by one look. He finally nodded and made me go through the metal detectors and a head to toe search.
When I was finally allowed in I ran down the familiar hallways turning right, right, left then finally to a row of cells for the most wanted murderers in Gotham. Walking down to the last one J was pacing in his room mumbling to himself, this place is going to drive him insane !
I coughed getting his attention. He broke into a grin and walked over to the glass wall."Thought you'd never come" his eyes bore into mine as guilt engulfed me.
"Joker..." I mumbled my excuse lamely.
"Ha" he replied dryly "don't lie, why didn't you visit earlier, you had never been late before"
"The maniac has sent me
To school. Worse public school for snobby preppy rich kids who haven't suffered a day in their lives ! It's horrible ! And you'll never guess who's my 'friends'""Snobby preppy rich kid ?"
"The worst one ! The Wayne's think I'm somehow friends with them ! Prince and Grayson bumped into me on my first day and it just went downhill from there" I complained to the only person I knew would listen. Or pretend to understand. The only person in the world who cared about my problems.
"They can't be that bad" right after saying that he burst out laughing, not a joker laugh just a normal human chuckle.
"Oh it is. The only person who isn't rich is probably Artemis, scholar and hates the uniform"
"That's all it takes for you to like a person huh ?" He smirks at my uniform comment.
"Don't forget not rich" I grin "so how's it I'm Blackgate ? you know I could break you out in less then an hour" I mumbled the breaking out part but he heard me clear as rain.
"No. When I get out it'll be as a free man. Not a convict or Joker's son."
"I never understood that about you" I replied with a sigh.
"So what did the maniac send you to school for ?" He changes the subject quickly covering up with a smirk.
"To find the bird brain and superbrat's identity. That was my fault I suggested it to him"
"Well I told you never to give him ideas that are actually smart" smirk lacing his voice.
"Yeah yeah. I was joking !I told him to blow up the academy but nooo he had to come up with his own brilliant idea. The bird brain could be homeschooled for all I know. And the superbrat sure as hell dos the need a education with information downloaded into her brain" I complained, the blow up the academy line made him frown. He was never one for murder, nether was I. I basically did everything he did. I was like a poor copy of the original.
"Well hiding in plain sight. There's a 51% chance they do go there. It'll be a great cover up. Think of the biggest loser in the school, that is also good in gym and gymnastics. Think of the most physically fit girl in the school who constantly changes hair colour and has a happy go luckie attitude, that's the exact opposite of Wonder Boy and powergirl" it made sense but many people could also be them.
"What if it was a bad-ass with anger issues, that's the opposite of goodie two shoes boy plunder too what if superbrat was some dumb chick who can't do sports to save her life. It's the opposite of the smart ass supernina too" I groaned. This was confusing.
"Yeah but they'd keep some traits to resemble the hero duo. To make you think their alter ego's were the exact opposite of them but in hind site their double crossing you" I didn't catch anything from his sentence.
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