Mischief and Madness

8

I walked to the garage and I pulled the dusted cover off my motorcycle, it had been in this garage for three years and I felt it was time to bring it out. It did need a clean though, so I wheeled it out and filled a bucket of hot water and then bought it outside to my bike.  I  took a black sponge off the side which was in the shape of a heart and I began to clean the tank. I sneezed slightly as I brushed the dust of the saddle.

"Robin has escaped." My father said appearing out of no where and leaning against the door threshold. I had to hide a smile that I felt appearing on my face.

"Oh really? How?" I asked.

"You did it didn't you?" He asked.

"No, I've been cleaning my motorcycle." I said.

"Okay." He nodded disbelieving me, then leaving me.

My bike was soon clean, and I mounted it riding into Gotham, I sped down the high way weaving in and out of cars. My thoughts locked on Robin, I had put a tracker under his skin and I checked the screen on my bike and told me he was a couple of blocks away. I sped up but my bike was soon hit by a lambohumv. My motorcycle sped along the ground and I stood on the top of the bike till it stopped.

"Oh Batsy always trying to kill me." I said twirling my hair around my finger and skipping over to him. Lifting my knees high and licking my lips.

"I need to know, is it true between you and Robin?" He asked.

"Yes, indeed sir." I said saluting him in a mimicking way. I soon saw a car pull up behind Batman's car and saw it was Robin, he got out and I ran to him pushing him up against the Batmobile. He was a little unsure and was attempting to push me away but I pushed harder and he began to kiss back of his own free will, I soon heard a fast car driving down the high way and I knew exactly who it was.

"Phantom!" He yelled, he dragged me away from Robin and then slapped me across the face splitting my lip. "You lied to me! You ungrateful child, you're lucky I don't shoot you on the spot." He said to me.

"I'm never going to find love like how you found mum. I thought you would have been pleased." I whimpered.

"Why?" My father paused till he realised why I was attempting to hook up with Robin. "Oh, you clever girl!" He praised me, he went to hug me but I pushed him away. I walked to my scratched motorcycle I picked up my bike off the floor, mounted it and drove off. I looked into my wing mirror and noticed Robin was following me what did he want? I kept driving and driving and all the while Robin followed me till I came to the broken bridge, I sped up and jumped over it, his car came screeching to a stop, I looked at him, nodded and then kept driving.