Tales from Gotham

Coffee

So Ed and Penguin go out for coffee. Penguin listens but also is staring off into space some time. He watches Ed and seems to listen when he talks but Ed seems to be drowning on about some nonsense. Like more random penguin facts that penguin does not care for in the slightest. It seems Ed is basically a cycopedia with all the

random facts he knows. Then Ed goes on about random math facts and how having him as a partner makes it satistically more likely for them to win. Then asks him a bunch of riddles which penguin awnsers simply to amuse Ed. He finds it funny but annoying how much Ed can talk. Ed also has no idea when to shut up or doesnt seem to

even care if anyone is listening to what he is saying. Penguin has cuaght Ed a few times talking to himself in the bathroom but Ed had told him he had a vioce in his head he was arguing to. He wondered if perhaps this was a sign of schizoprenia or some kind of undiagnosed mental disorder, but even if Ed had one he didnt think it was

right to let anyone sane or not in the hell hole named Arkham. Penguin vowed one day to kill Hugo strange and he would have Eddy help him due so. Despite signs of psychosis Ed seems like he perhaps would have been an excelent doctor. While drowning out whatever Ed was going on about. "So, Do you give up"? Ed asks excitidly. Penguin

looks up and smirks being broken from his thoughts for a minute "A cow with one leg is.. Steak correct"? Penguin asks. "Correct!" Penguin says. "Is that what we will be having for dinner tonight Ed"? Penguin asks. "Yes!" Ed says excitidly. "You know you can talk for hours about nonsense, but whenever someone asks you to describe something

or give them crucial details you seem to be rather vague, why is that"? Penguin asks him. Edward is put off by this comment, he new that the Penguin was clever, but never expected him to make such a crucial observation about him. "I dont know" Ed says. "Here I thought you knew everything Ed, you seem to be full of endless trivia about

nothing useful" he says. "My trivia is useful" Ed deffended. "Want to know a secret Edward"? Penguin asks him taking a sip of his coffee. "Of yours Mister Penguin"? Edward asks. "Yes, it might help you" he says. "Help me with what"? Edward asks. "Your horrid sociol skills" Penguin remarks. "Are they still that terrible"? Edward says

frowning. "Well, I dont particarly mind them, but its clear you have no idea how to interact normally or convey emotions as most people would, though you seem very optimistic" Penguin says. "So, how did you figure it out"? Edward asks him. "I was abused as a child so I learned to lie, and munipulate people in order to survive" he says.

"Im not sure what your background is, but you are clearly not stupid Ed" Penguin says to him. "My Father didnt love me as your mother did. I use to be beaten a lot. He tried to make me feel stupid" he replys. "So how did you go on"? Penguin asks. "I tried hard, did good in school, went to college and applied to work at the GCPD at 21" he says.

Ended up getting fired at 29 and send to Arkham asylum. "I sure your talents could be used for so many more things then working for a worthless police department" Penguin says. "You think so Mister Penguin"? Edward asks curious. "Yes, somethng complex and creative" Penguin says. "I do prefer you working with me though, you are a very valuble asset" Penguin says to him. "So happy to hear you say that Mister Penguin" Edward replies with a smile. "Ed".. Penguin says. "Yes Mister Penguin"? Ed says back. "You could call me Oswald" he says. "Ah, but the title of Penguin is so much cuter" Eddy with a big grin. Penguin chuckles "So is that why you always call me that? You found my name amusing"? he asks. "Yes, of course" he says.