Everyone was cleaning guns and getting ready for the big shooting at the cities best jewelry store. Oh, how I can't wait. Maybe it's because J might propose to me here. I don't know. I love shooting and killing but I've also always wanted something good to happen with my life. For example, marriage.
Now I stood in my purple suit that was covered in lasers, guns, and knives. My mask was on and now I'm stretching. Can't get a cramp while on duty, ya know? Joke just wore his normal purple trench coat and some Arkham pants. His bandage is completely exposed and honestly, that makes me nervous. Of course he says he doesn't care if people know he's wounded but, if they know then they will use that to their advantage. But he has 'good protection' that will get to them before they get to him.
"Okay boys, and my Maya. Let's get rollin'!" They all hoped in a car while I followed. I might've had too much fun and tried to race them. We all laughed and I might have caused a car to crash into a parked car but that's all fun and games. We are here to be noticed so people know we didn't die.
Once we got there, Joker got out of the van and I got off of my motorcycle and flipped my now messy hair to the other side so it wasn't in my face. Joker came by and gave me a kiss, shooting at the glass doors.
I walked in, looking at the people. There weren't a lot but there was enough to make me happy. Plus, cops were coming. I could hear their sirens wailing in the distance. They'll be here in a minute, maybe less.
Joker walked around, looking like a normal person looking for something. I looked outside, waiting for the media to show up.
"Ma'am. Would you be kind to show me your best rings?" I laughed at J and the lady nodded, not even trying to protest against the King of Gotham. This is what we wanted, terror. "Why thank you!" They went to go around a circular glass tank of jewelry and right outside of the store, GC News was showing live footage. This is what we needed.
"Ohhhhhh J! The news is here!" He looked up and me and pointed a gun to the ladies head. Right as he did that, someone swept my legs up and I fell. More than just anger filled me as I looked at the man who did it. I got up and took him by his shirt and bashed his head into the glass table, breaking it. The man laid, dead or just knocked out, and I fixed my hair.
"This is the one. Oh, I won't be paying for it. Thank you for the help. Here's a tip." J handed the lady a few dollars, feeling generous and walked over to me, kneeling down on one knee. "Will you, Maya Lee Smith, my partner in crime, like to be my crazy wife?' I nodded and he got up, putting the ring on and walking outside with me.
The news people all stared, not knowing exactly what was going on. "Did he just propose to her?" Joker got in the van and drove away and I walked over to my motorcycle. Someone, probably too brave, walked over to me. It was a reporter. Male and I have got to say, he smelled terrible.
I didn't take my mask or helmet off as he stood there, camera in my bubble. "Oh, how rude of me! I'm Jokers fiancé! Who must you be?" The man stood with shock in his face. Yeah, I guess I am nicer than Joker is. "How impolite of you not to answer." I got off of my motorcycle and took my helmet off and people backed up, quiet as ever. "Don't ever think that we are dead. We are the Kong and Queen of Gotham City and we will do whatever we want. As for me being a play toy.... clearly you've got it all wrong." I put my helmet on and quickly drove away.
Cops followed after me, shooting and missing. Then, out of nowhere, the Batmobile appeared in from of m, causing me to slide and almost crash into him. Luckily, I got out from under the bike and rolled to a stop. The cops all stopped and got out, pointing their guns from behind their doors.
I got up slowly, pissed that Bruce would do this. Then again, he's also Batman. Bruce stepped out of the vehicle and went over to me, picking me up and fighting for me to stay in his grip. He slammed my face against the car and went into my ear. "Don't panic, I'm letting you loose you nuthouse." Then he put me in cuffs and turned to the cops. "I got her. One way ticket to Arkham." Then pushed me into the trunk of his car.
We stopped and he opened the trunk. We were at the Batcave. Great. I need to make sure J knows that I'm okay. I got out my phone and sent a quick text, explaining that I was in the back of Batsys car and about to escape.
"So, you guys are engaged. Congratulations." His voice was monotone and it was almost angry. What's it any of his business anyways?
He helped me get out fully and I started following him. I have no interest in his attitude right now and I really just want to show off my ring to someone. I unzipped my suit and under it were spandex and an undershirt. There's no reason to feel uncomfortable around Bruce at this point.
We went into the bar area and Alfred walked in, a wet rag in his hand and some water. "Hey Alfred! Look what I got today!" I shoved my hand in his face and he grabbed it, examining the ring. A smile crept up to his face and I got happy.
"Ah, yes, Miss Smith. Though I do not approve of your doings or in the association with the man you are engaged to, I'm happy that you are happy. You're not as bad as the rest of them." Such a sweet man. Who would've thought he would be so nice to me? I turned around once I heard a light cough for attention from Bruce. He was now in normal clothes.
"You're bruised and bloody but if you want to look like we fought, we aren't going to clean it up. I've got your motorcycle in there, it still works. I'll probably build you a new one and give it to you another day. My apologies for the crash." I nodded and he handed me some new lenses and earpiece. "Here's your gadgets and I'll be paying for the damaged you two caused today, just so you know." I took them and kind of felt bad.
All he did was look down at me. "Thank you." It came out shaky and I put my suit on the continued on out of the Batcave, riding on my fucked up motorcycle.
When I got home, Joker ran over to me. I could tell he's had a bad time without me. He yelled for a first aid kit and started unzipping my suit for me. Once it was off, he led me to the living room area.
"Are you okay?" The worry in his voice made me feel like he really cared. I know he does but it's little things like this that make me really happy to know he is mine.
"Pshhh, I'm great." The henchmen came back with a first aid and Joker began cleaning up my wounds.
"You should really not go out robbing places if you keep getting hurt." I smiled as he dabbed a rag in some water.
"What can I say, danger excites me." He smiled a little and his hands continued cleaning my face up. "And how are you?" I focused on his bandage that appears to be new.
He laughed and started cleaning up my arm. "I might've busted a stitch but I fixed it and had Ralph bandage me up. Good as new. As are you." He got up and I never realized that we took longer than I thought to have such a small conversation because he was able to stitch up my arm.
It's going to be really hard to live in this house when we are both crippled a bit. All I have are bruises and a limp. I can live with seven stitches from a cut on my arm. He's the one who can't go out much. Kind of sucks. I miss him when I'm out and about. Guess I'm not that into having me time as I thought I was.
