Not The Jealous Type

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"What are you doing here?" Joker asked as Bruce skated over.
"I'm just enjoying a peaceful day at the rink." He smiled at Joker, smoothly stopping without a hop.
"The same day everyone is here?" Joker asked, motioning to his friends behind him. They hadn't yet noticed Bruce.

"Oh shit." Bruce's mouth dropped. "Are those... all of the villains?"
"Eh, not all of them. We didn't invite Condiment King." Joker shrugged, letting go of Harley's hand as he spotted Poison Ivy entering.
Bruce was speechless. "This is an awful time for me to be Bruce Wayne." Joker laughed, and grabbed Bruce's arm as he began to slip.

"Relax, we want to have fun too." Joker grinned, flipping his feet sliding all over the place.
"Is that Bruce?"
A little raspy voice came from behind them. Oswald suddenly smashed into the Joker, taking him down face first. Joker's face smashed into the ice as Penguin landed on top of him.
The wind left Joker's body. "OW!" He yelled, unable to stand up.

He heard Bruce laugh as he helped Oswald up.
"Hello, Ozzie." Bruce said before pulling the Joker to his feet.
"What are you doing here?" Penguin asked sweetly, holding onto Joker and Bruce's sleeves. Joker was not happy, he had barely caught his breath when Nygma skated over.

"Oh, hello, Bruce." He said, monotone. "I didn't expect for you to be here."
It wasn't long before Firefly, Freeze and Selena were all crowding Bruce as well.
"Hi, I'm Bridget." Firefly held out her hand for Bruce to shake. "I know who you are."
Bruce reluctantly shook the airy hand.
"It's nice to meet you, Bridget."

Selena glared at Bruce up and down. She rolled her eyes and skated off. Joker ignored her, but Bruce looked slightly taken aback.
"I'm Victor." Freeze said, his ice blue eyes literally boring into Bruce's soul.
"I'm Bruce Wayne."
"Everyone knows. How do you know Jeremiah and Ozzie?" Victor asked immediately.
"We met a long time ago. I didn't know he would be here today." Bruce smiled.

Victor seemed to buy the story, and skated away arm-in-arm with Firefly. Joker and Bruce shared a look as they saw Jonathan and Jervis slipping over.
"Erm, that's that billionaire Bruce Wayne!" Jonathan said to Jervis.
"Why's he here? Ew." Jervis scoffed audibly, and they skated past.
Joker laughed out loud hard.

"Oh wow, I can't." He smirked. Bruce did not seem very happy at all.
"That's rude." He said. Oswald giggled.
"Hey, Ed, can we go find food or something somewhere?" He asked, looking up at Edward.
"Your done skating already?" Nygma questioned, looking around for a food shop. He started digging in his pocket to look for some money.

"No, I'm just hungry." Penguin said, inspecting his fingernails.
"Okay." Nygma said, finding a dollar bill in his trench coat pocket. "I can get you some popcorn."
"Waiiiiiiit." Groaned Bruce. "I'll buy you something, Ozzie. But I want to finish ice skating first, so let's go a few laps before I get you anything."
"Fine." Oswald said, and held onto Edward's hand for balance. Both of them reddened.

"Miah, when was the last time you ate anything?" Bruce asked, reaching up to fix one of Joker's curls.
"Last night. I'm not hungry." He said, pushing Bruce's hand off.
"Alright." He sighed. "What about you, Ed?"
Nygma thought for a second. "This morning. You don't need to worry about me, Bruce. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself."
"Alright. Just checking." Bruce smiled at them.

"You're very nice." Penguin said as the four started to skate around the rink.
"I try to be nice to people that might not get kind things said to them often." Bruce explained, slipping and almost pulling Joker to the floor.
Joker laughed. "You and Batman are literally opposites."
"The Bat is kind, if you actually think about it."
"I have thought about it," Joker interrupted. "and I think he's only nice to benefit the city."

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