~2~Let's talk

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{Time Skip}
I came back to Galavan's place after doing my normal day check up on the city. A girl has to know everything that is going on in her city after all. I'm just waiting for Theo to finish up with the mayor. Part of his plan. Once he's done Tabitha comes and takes him, I'm guessing to have fun/torture him.

"Ah good to see you here Queen."

"I know it is."

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting I was just making sure the mayor position soon becomes open."

"And what is it you wanted to see me for?"

"I need ideas." I raise my eyebrow and raise my chin to signify him to explain "Well as you know this group needs a name. "

"How about misfits

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"How about misfits." I say jokingly and he gives me a this- is- serious look. "Fine." I think about a name when it comes to me "Well how about... Maniacs." I use my hands to gesture the title

"Maniacs." he repeats "I like it."

"Anything else?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Yes actually, now that we have a name we need a way to get it out there."

"Oh wonderful. Now this is why I came here. How do you make headlines in a city full of crime?" Theo looks at me waiting for an answer "Well if the press won't come to us how about we go to them?"

"What exactly do you have in mind?"

"Listen closely Galavan because with this plan I guarantee you that the name Maniacs will be on the headlines."

I proceed to explain my plan. And boy was it a hell of a plan. I'm so proud of myself. Once we're done I head towards Jerome's room. Even though I don't always keep my promises I decided to keep this one even if I didn't really promise anything. I knock on the door and then come in.

He was laying on the bed while watching the teli. The room was really nice and fancy. I really didn't look at it fully while I was here.

"Hello there I was beginning to have my doubts about you coming." he says bringing my attention out of the room and to him .

"Now why would you ever doubt me?"

He smiles one of his charming smiles. Wait stop that's the second time today Queen no more compliments like that remember the rule.

"So what do you want to talk about darling?" he motions for me to sit on his bed next to him. I do so.

"I'm not sure Ginger. I already know a lot about you. And I don't really talk much about myself."

"I doubt that. You don't seem the type to hold back."

"You don't but okay I'll talk about me, if I can smoke."

"Fine by me." I take out some marijuana and light it.

"Well my real name not Queen but I really didn't have a last name to go by when I was young so Queen seemed fit for me. So as much as I can remember my name is H. Queen. The H stands for a few things. I remember my original name but I'm not going to tell you that . . . yet. I also chose Queen seeing that I am one."

"Oh are you know?"

"Do I not act like one?"

"I never said that."

"Then there you go. If I want to be queen I gotta act like one. Nothing really on the name but it fits."

"I'm sure it will. Are you new in Gotham."

"Nope. I believe I was here when I was little but left."

"Well then how long have you been gone from Gotham?"

"About 10 years."

"Did you run away from your parents?"

"I never really had what you would call "parents". When I left I went looking for my sister. It's really a long long story."

"Well we have all night." I laugh at that. I can't believe I'm doing this. I shouldn't do this. But I am.

"Very well. Get comfortable because this is a long one and I'm sure you'll be shocked my the end of it."

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"This oughta be fun

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"This oughta be fun." Oh dear I can't believe I'm doing this.

A few cigarettes and marijuana later and we basically knew everything about each other. Except for a few things. I couldn't tell him everything just yet. Though when I talked to him I felt like he could really understand me unlike anyone else could.

I was in my house thinking about my talk with Jerome when I remembered. I remembered I already knew him.
Flashback
I was "18" years old. I was in Kansas city. I saw a kid crying and then an old man approached him I listened in on their conversation.

"Why are you crying Jerome?"

"It's my birthday and my mom and the snake guy are beating me."

"This world doesn't care about you or anyone else Jerome better to realize that now." When the man left I went over to the kid.

"Don't listen to that old man. Old people just like to ruin all the fun and joy."

"Who are you?" I wanted to tell him so badly but I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

"I'm someone who does care Kid. Because even if the world doesn't care I will."

"And why do you care?"

"Because it's important to care. I've had it bad as a kid. And I wish I had someone who cared." I write my number on a piece of paper. I hand it to him.

"Here if you ever want to get away from this or just want to someone who cares call me. Nice meeting ya Kid."

End of flashback

I can't believe it. No wonder he caught my attention. I wonder if he ever tried to call me. If he did then that'd be awkward. Did he even remember me? I wish I would have just offered him to come with me right then and there.

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