"- I'm a wild one
Ooh, yeah, I'm a wild one
I'm gonna keep a-shakin'
I'm gonna keep a-movin', baby
Don't you cramp my style, I'm a real wild child
Whoa!Well, I really get to movin' when the sun goes down
Oh, after dark, I can get around
Gonna move on, I'll make every hop
When we start to boppin', I sure can't stop
I'm a wild one
Ooh, yeah, I'm a wild one
I'm gonna keep a-shakin'
I'm gonna keep a-movin', baby
Don't you cramp my style, I'm a real wild child
I'm a real wild child
I'm a real wild child
I'm a real wild child
Watch out!"I finished my whiskey and paid the bartender before stumbling out of the bar, it was dark. I walked down the sidewalk going back and forth. I held on to a lamp post and started to walk across the street. Cars honked at me as they stopped and people yelled.
I felt someone grab my arm "Nessita?"
"What do ya want?" I slurred as I turned the corner and walked down the sidewalk, he kept up with me easily.
"Are you okay?"
"Do I look okay?"
"No."
I stopped and slapped his arm "Good then" I said as Oswald rubbed his arm, I walked up to my apartment and past Mrs Kapelput's, I put the key in the lock and leaned on the door as I opened it.
The door flew open fast and I went with it, I groaned as my body lay on the floor and felt the pain.
"Aye yow! That hurt" I mumbled as I tried to stand and leaned on the bar, I turned to Oswald who looked unsure to come in "Come on in."
"Do you need help?"
"Im fine. I do this at least twice a week" I said and stumbled to the couch "What do you need?"
"Frankie is dead."
I shrugged "Like I care. He was a ass. I missed a shot one time on him because he moved, whoever killed him ...they got a idiot out of my way" I said and started taking off my boots.
Oswald sat beside me and took my foot in his hands "What the hell are you doing?" I said as he started to pull my boot off.
He shrugged "Consider this a thank you for not telling Maroni about me" he said as he undone my other boot and took it off for me. I quickly moved my feet from him and stood up.
The floor came rushing to me and Cobblepot grabbed my arm before I fell "Hey ..Oz? Can ya help me out? I feel weird."
"Your drunk, Ms. Michaels" he said and I wrapped a arm around his neck as he helped me walk to my room. As soon as I hit the bed, my lights went out and I hope Oswald locked up after he left my apartment.
I'll kick his ass if he didnt. The little idiot.
****
"Why am I having to to with him? I got a hangover, and I said I wanted nothing to do with Falcone."
I stood outside Bamonte's trying to ease my hangover by smoking a cigarette, I was arguing with Maroni who wanted me to go with Oswald to Mooney's club in case she tries to kill his Golden Goose.
I have a few other words for the Golden-
Sal poked my head making me wince and lose my train of thought "You shouldn't of gotten drunk then. And this is not Falcone, this is Fish Mooney" he said and smiled at me "Go protect the kid. You may get to shoot Mooney like ya wanna"
That was all it had took to get me where I am, standing with Oswald two of Frankie's old goons and Fish Mooney. Her and Oswald sat face to face.
Fish Mooney looked at Oswald's gift "You shouldn't have."
Oswald smiled "I wanted to make a gesture. I hope, in time, we can be friends" he said to her, I watched them both. I honestly trusted neither of them and if I wanted to I could blow their heads off in a second, take out the goons and leave Gotham.
But, a deal with Maroni is a deal,
"Friends? Hmm... sure. Why not? What's done is done."
"I'm so glad you feel that way. Don Maroni wants us to clarify terms" he told her as he kept a goofy smile, I looked around Mooney's club and winced. This place really needed a change. It has stayed the same for so long.
"Well, it's business as usual. Maroni still has his drugs, his Unions. He pays tariff for the ports. If he needs favors from the cops or the mayor, Don Falcone will consider it. And, of course, the families still share Arkham."
Oswald nodded "And there is to be no blood spilled on either side. Not a drop" he said.
"Hmm... maybe just a drop. Tsk-tsk-tsk, Look at you" she looked at the boy standing behind her. "Timothy, do you know this fellow used to have your job? Carried my umbrella and thought it an honor. Now look at him. Has a seat at the table."
Oswald laughed a bit "Things change, eh? I've been blessed."
Fish Mooney gave one of her looks" Perhaps I should open your gift" she said and started opening it, it was a jeweled brooch, part of me wonder how the little idiot got it. Fish Mooney gasped "My goodness. That is beautiful. Now I feel awful. I didn't get you anything."
"No,"
Fish Mooney smiled "Thank you..."
Suddenly, she pulls out the brooch pin and stabs it through Oswald's hand. His new goons start to draw their guns, but I knew better. If I shot Mooney now Maroni would have my head on display at Bamonte's.
Oswald motioned them back. Fish withdrawed the pin and licks the blood off the tip making me sick to my stomach "Hmm... sweet."
Oswald held his hand " That was uncalled for."
"I brought you into my family And I treated you like a son! And you betrayed me" she yelled.
"For which I suffered."
"Not enough. When I order some fool killed, I expect him to stay that way."
"Your boss, Don Falcone, expressly said..."
Fish interrupted him "Yeah, yeah, yeah, he wants peace. He's the only reason why your ass is still alive. And if I were you, I would pray for his good health" she warned.
Oswald laughed "Oh, I do. I do."
"Good. 'Cause remember... things change" she told him and looked at me with a glare "You should be lucky I dont tell Zsasz where you are."
"He knows. Falcone knows. Maybe they just don't want me dead yet" I told her as Oswald stood up.
"Miss Michaels is too valuable to kill. You have to at least agree, she was trained by three of the best men around." I looked to Oswald with a raise eyebrow.
Did his ass just take up for me?
Fish crossed her arms "Well.... I have to agree. She may be worth something ...but not much."
"Convey my respects to your don."
"Likewise."
" Peace friend" Oswald said as they started to leave, I looked at Mooney, in that moment I took out my pistol and her eyes widen as I pulled the trigger.
Nothing came out, I chuckled "Bang. Bitch" I said to her as I walked out of the club, I met up with Oswald outside and lit up a cigarette. He was looking at The brooch "Now what do I do with this?" he asked.
I shrugged "Gertrud may like it" I told him as I took a drag off my cigarette "She likes nice things."
"How do you know?"
I shrugged and bumped his shoulder as I passed him "She likes you dont she?" I joked.
As I walked off I heard Gabe say "I think you just got in on Nessy's good list. There are only five people on that one, and she just made a joke, your lucky, boss."
I had to laugh as I walked down the sidewalk.
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