Aniyah yawned, slowly sitting up. "When did I fall asleep?" She mumbled, moving some orange hair from her face.
"You fell asleep while watching TV with Master Bruce," Alfred answered, handing her a tray with a plate of waffles, scrambled eggs with cheese, bacon, and a glass of apple juice; Aniyah's favorite breakfast.
"So Bruce slept on the couch?" Aniyah groaned, sitting up more and putting the tray on her lap, "I told him I would do that." She sighed, taking a forkful of waffles into her mouth. "My God, Alfred! These are amazing!"
"It's my job, Aniyah." Alfred nodded, smiling slightly, "Master Bruce didn't want you sleeping on the couch. He also has a lot to do today, so he is already gone."
"Okay." Aniyah nodded, sipping her apple juice.
"You also have something to do today. Master Bruce called Commissioner Gordon and informed him that you were coming in to do research." Alfred said.
Aniyah smiled. "Awesome! I guess that means I'm getting ready too then!"
Aniyah quickly ate the rest of her food as Alfred left to let her change. Once she was done eating, she grabbed her suitcase and pulled out her favorite outfit: Black high-waisted skinny jeans, a white T-Shirt, a black and white flannel, and black boots. She got dressed and pulled her faded orange hair back into a ponytail, mentally reminding herself to redye her hair. After brushing her teeth and putting on a bit of makeup, Aniyah left Bruce's room and grabbed her laptop bag and car keys.
"See ya later, Alfred!" Aniyah called.
"Have a good day, Aniyah."
Aniyah was excited. She really did want to know why Gotham was so much more dangerous than it was last time she was there. She got into her car and plugged her aux cord into her phone, hooking it up to the radio.
"Let's see, yesterday was metal, which, wasn't exactly my style...so I'll try rock today." She mumbled. Aniyah opened her music app and clicked on rock, then randomly clicked on the song before starting her car and driving off.
You've got me shaking from the way you're talking
My heart is breaking but there's no use crying
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes
If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die
"This song isn't that bad." Aniyah hummed slightly. She felt like she's heard the song before, she just didn't remember where.
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't want to be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't want to be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death
Once the chorus was over, Aniyah was at the Police Station. Grabbing her notebook and pen, she got out of her car, glancing up at the tall buildings around her and smiling slightly.
"I still prefer the great outdoors." She mumbled walking into the Police Station. Aniyah looked around the building. Not much was happening, people sitting at their desks, doing paperwork. Her auburn eyes caught dark brown ones staring at her. A woman with long, curly hair, glaring her way.
'Nice first impression Miss Ma'am.' Aniyah thought, scoffing lightly.
"You must be Ms. Bluebell." Aniyah hummed slightly, looking to her right.
The man before her looked to be middle-aged. Grey hair, glasses, and about four inches taller then her 5'5" stature.
"Well, I prefer Aniyah, Commissioner Gordon?"
YOU ARE READING
We'll Laugh Together
Fanfic" I don't think you understand, Ani-yah." I let out a pained hiss as I got slammed against the wall. I tried shoving him away but he grabbed my hand and slammed it against the wall, pushing his switchblade against my mouth. " Your, uh, curiosity got...
