Gotham city. Home of weirdos, freaks, and death. Lots of death... I guess if you make it outside of Gotham, you can make it anywhere. And I mean make it out alive.
*Disclaimer: I don't anything or anyone except my O/C*
Aubrey and Butch are missing. They're not at the safe house and she's not answering her phone. So Barb and myself go to Penguin. He better know where my sister is.
"What do we have here?" Barbara asks when she walks in. "A family reunion. Did our invitation get lost in the mail?"
"No. This is a meeting for grownups. So you two are going to have to leave."
"Yeah. Quick question." Barbara and I pull out our guns causing every other man in the room to pull out theirs.
"Is it how do I commit suicide because that answer will come sooner than you think."
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"Butch and my sister are missing. Where the hell are they?"
"Don't know. I haven't seen Butch since his little performance at my party."
"Oh cut the crap Penguin." Barbara says. "Aubrey has been helping Butch hide out since your victory celebration. Looks like they're back together. Barf."
"She's supposed to check in, but she didn't so I'm going to ask again. Where the hell are they?"
"You think I took them?"
"Obviously." Barbara says.
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"How about this: you lower your guns, beg my forgiveness and I might let you live." Penguin's Russian maid that "doesn't speak any English" comes into the room, causing Barbara to smile.
"My apologies. They must have run off without telling us."
"What—"
"Sorry to bother you." Barbara cuts me off.
"Love makes people do crazy things." Penguin says. "Try this again, and Olga will be cleaning your brains off the floor. She's really great with stains."
"Bye Pengy. Let's go Tabby." She pulls me out the house.
