Enough For Me (batjokes)

Snowball Fight

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The trio reached the tent just as the temperature noticeably dropped.
The two other boys pushed Oswald through the door first. Only Harley Quinn was home.
"Hey boys- oh.. Oswald? Did you get released?" She asked, picking up Bear as he came through the door.

"We left. It's going to snow soon, and Oswald didn't want to miss it, so he won't miss it." Riddler said, and went upstairs into Joker's room.
"We also thought it would be good to leave before the cops showed up to arrest us." Joker said, and pulled Penguin upstairs with them.

"Okay." Harley said. "Have fun up there."
Joker turned around. "Harley?"
"Yeah, Puddin'?"
"You know you can come up here with us if you want to." Joker said. "If you're a little lonely don't hesitate."

"Aw, thanks Mistah J, but I'm going over to Ivy's house. I'll see ya later!" She grinned, and headed outside. Joker shrugged and went into his room.

"Alright boys, what do we want to do?" Joker asked, closing his door. Edward laid flat out on the floor, and Oswald sat with his legs out on the bed.
"Make food!" Oswald said, grinning. "Or hot chocolate."
"You're hungry?" Ed rubbed his eyes and took off his glasses.
"Are you not?" Asked Oswald.

"I'm tired." Said Nygma, closing his eyes.
"You can sleep on the bed you know." Joker smiled, and gently kicked Edward's side.
He groaned. "Penguin is up there."
"I'm going down to make food or something. Actually, just hot cocoa because I always burn every thing I make." Said Oswald, and hobbled downstairs.

"I have to go watch him." Joker said to Nygma. "You get in the bed. Just relax." He said, trying not to think about how tired he was himself.
Joker went downstairs and turned on the tea kettle .
"You know how to make it?" He asked Oswald.

Ozzie nodded. He pointed to one of the top cabinets.
"Can you get the cocoa down?"
Joker went up on his tip-toes and reached for the jar of powder mix.
"Here." He handed it to Oswald, who got out three mugs and put a bit of cocoa powder in them.

"Do you still like Ed? Like, like-like?" Joker asked in a quiet voice. Oswald blushed.
"Is it obvious?" He asked.
"It's not as obvious as he acts. Nygma flirts with you whenever he can, haven't you noticed?" Joker chuckled.
"Are you kidding? No, he doesn't." Oswald scoffed and turned up the heat on the kettle.

"Yes, he does. You should ask him out. When you're better, I mean." Joker gestured to Penguin's middle.
Oswald rolled his eyes.
"Can I ask you something?" He asked Joker, a little louder. "What's with you not eating?"

"What do you mean?" Joker asked. "I have been."
"No, that's what got me mad in the first place- you're lying to me!" Oswald accused. "You haven't eaten in weeks. You'll die."
"I'm just trying to keep my weight down." Joker said after some hesitation.

"Why??" Penguin asked as the kettle boiled. He turned it off and poured some water into the three mugs. "You're anorexic. You don't need to."
"I'm not." Joker laughed. He could see annoyance building up behind Oswald's eyes.

"Yes, you literally are. I've seen your freaking arms in those shirts. If you die, I will never forgive you!" Penguin stomped on the floor.
"I am not about to die, Penguin!" Joker said. "I'm fine."
Oswald gritted his teeth and grabbed Joker's arm forcefully. He put his hand around the Joker's forearm, right below the elbow.
"I should not be able to wrap my hand around your arm." Penguin said angrily, and looked up at him.

Oswald's big blue eyes glistened.
"I can't lose you." He said, letting go of his arm. Joker avoided his gaze.
"Go feel Edward's arm." He told Penguin, and stirred a spoon in the three mugs to mix up the hot chocolate.