i'm crazy for ya, batty

Psych ward

Tom Hiddleston is Ace. Hence Dimples joke about him dying his hair and letting it grow out. Reference to Loki.

I sat at in the nut house waiting for some idiot to interview me. I wondered if I had the same manipulation powers that daddy dickhead had. Only one way to find out.

"I'm peeling the skin off my Faaaaace. Cause I really hate bein' saaaafe, the normals they make me afraid. The crazies, they make me feel saaane. I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad, The craziest friend that you've ever had, You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone, Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong, Over the bend, entirely bonkers, You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed, So what if I'm crazy? The best people are, All the best people are crazy, all the best people are" I sang while I waited for the dumb idiot to get here. That's when I heard the intercom come on.

" that's enough, miss. Quinn." I rolled my eyes

" my last name ain't Quinn!" I screamed to them " that's my motha's last name, not mine!"

" disclose your real last name, and we'll call you by that." The guy said over the intercom. I remained silent. I waited for several minutes before the door opened.

" hello, miss Quinn. I'm Doctor Anthony Spade I'll be your psychiatrist for the duration of your stay here at Arkham. Interesting that they chose this room specifically- this is where your mother and father used to have their therapy sessions. And don't even think about trying to manipulate me. Won't work on me.  So, you're here because you have stalked the batman, you've kidnapped and murdered a number of people just to get him to love you and he still hasn't come around, doesn't that tell you something?" Mr. Acey said to me.

" you forgot that I raped him" I said jokingly. Acey stared at me before I laughed " I'm kidding! It's... The voices" I said to him as I leaned in " you would know if I hurt my batty. I'd never hurt him, nor would I rape him. That's just not polite, rude even. It's not nice , Acey. Now BDSM on the other hand-"

" that's enough! I am not afraid to go to extreme measures to get you to cooperate, miss Quinn!" Acey screamed at me " now. Behave!" Acey said in a stern tone that got me all hot and bothered.

" you know you'd make a great Dominating villain if you weren't a psychiatrist. Maybe let your hair grow out, dye it black or red. Or both! Hehehe." I laughed.

" it's like I'm talking to a 5 year old." I heard Acey mutter. I giggled.

" that's how old I feel. Hehehe. You wanna spank me, daddy-" I suggested flirting with him a bit.

" that's it, i'm going to get some air before I do something I'm going to regret." He said as he got up and left.

I giggled when he left. I guess I do have my daddy's manipulation skills after all. Only a few more sessions and he'll be mine.

A week later it was time for my next therapy session. Acey boy came in and sat down. Some weirdos brought in a machine and hooked me up to it. I pretended to bite them and then gave them a kiss.

" this is a lie detector, miss. Quinn. It will make it easy to tell if you are lying or not, and it will mean that you will not be manipulating me because the lie detector will tell me." Acey sighed "if only your poor mother had thought of this. You know it's because of her that we implemented this, right? Now, tell me your name please" Acey explained to me. I smiled.

"Jenny Napier." I watched as the needle went up and down, indicating that I was lying. Shit! Acey boy looked at the guards and they then pinned my arm down and put hot metal on the back of my hand. I screamed in pain. " WHAT THE FUCK?!" I looked at my hand... It was of a smile. Just like my daddy had.