Back to the Tent

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The gang and Joker entered the Tent, to find only Bear. Everything was completely normal, just how he had left it.
"So she was bluffing after all." Said Bruce.
"Little shit." Joker rolled his eyes, and picked up the dog and lightly kissed him on his nose.
"Hi, Bear." Penguin pet Bear on his muzzle. "I wuv you, you're such a good boy."

Penguin smiled, and Joker noticed that he was breathing a bit too heavily.
"You good, Oswald? Why don't you sit down." Joker said, and pulled him towards the couch.
"Why would I want to sit down?" Oswald scoffed. "I am perfectly fine-"
Ping!
He hit his bad knee on the table.

"Oh, damn." Said Edward.
"Owwwwwwwww..." Groaned Oswald.

Joker tried to keep his laugh hidden.
"Jeez, Oswald." Bruce said, and grabbed a blanket from the couch. "Are you hurt?"
"He's quite injury prone, Oswald is." Nygma said, somehow not laughing in the slightest.

Oswald plopped onto the couch cushions, in obvious pain, and Joker found it hysterical for absolutely no reason at all.
Penguin held his knee, trying not to scream in pain, and gritted his teeth.
"Okay, are you really hurt?" Asked Bruce, walking over.
He rolled up Oswald's pants to reveal a red and bruising spot on his knee.

"It's just a bruise, you drama queen." Joker rolled his eyes, and set Bear on Penguin's lap. "You should sit for a while. You've had your fun for today."
"No fair." Whined Penguin, but didn't get up.
Edward sat down next to Oswald to keep him company.

"I'll be right back." Said Oswald suddenly, and pushed Bear off of him to hobble quickly to the bathroom upstairs.
"Oh my gosh," Riddler facepalmed. "He's like an out of control toddler."

"Ozzie, are you okay?" Joker yelled upstairs. He heard Bruce's phone ding.
"Mmmphff," was the reply that Joker got from the bathroom.
"Oh that's not..." Nygma covered his mouth in disgust.
"Does he have to take a shit-" began Joker, but he saw Bruce inching towards the Tent door.

"I have to go. Billionaire stuff to take care of." Bruce smiled. "See you crazy kids later."
"Okay, Chou!" Joker called after him as Bruce exited the Tent.
Penguin came back downstairs.
"I..I threw up." He said.

"What, why?" Asked Joker. Oswald wiped his mouth, and face planted onto the couch. Edward rolled him over to feel his forehead.
"Huh.. no fever. Stay lying down, Oswald." Nygma said, and Penguin held his stomach in agony.
"We don't have any Tylenol or shit right now, I'm sorry." Joker said. "I'll make you some tea."

He turned on the television to the Gotham News channel.
As he prepared to boil water for Oswald's tea, something caught his attention on the news.

"The Catwoman strikes again, this time in the Gotham Jewelers store. The GCPD has been called to the scene, but strange traffic is causing a major delay."

"Bruh." Joker mumbled under his breath.

He turned to look back at the television for a split second, and immediately saw a dark shadow of a bat-figure duck into the Gotham Jewelers.

"So that's how you do it."

Joker said with a laugh.

Hey all!
I'm sorry if this is a shitty chapter, I wrote this at midnight on a Sunday, and I've just been superrrrrr busy these past few weeks.
Thanks for understanding 🫶🏻
Yours, Ellie

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