(Sorry guys for the crappy writing :( were trying our best XD but we have no clue what Mark was planning, we're going off his chats about the book (we're looking at the pixel thing Nickolas_Rose .. but yea :3) olso I have no ideas for this story any more. So it'll be on slow updates.... still? I dunno...

ElectPulse slid down the wall with wide eyes behind the mask as he chewed on a cookie out of panic. 'Cookies are nice. I like cookies? Yea...alright just think about cookies! Cookie cookie cookie.....', He thought swallowing the last of it. Taking a look around Elect sighed imagining the walls were made of cookies and sweets. A slow creak broke him out of his thoughts as he immediately looked over to see what it was. It was a small crack but big enough to see a tray with cookies piled on top.

They knew his weakness.

He hesintly crawled over to the crack before plopping down on his stomach like a child would and reached one arm out in attempt to grave one. To far. He frowned forgetting what was currently happening, his mind focused on getting those cookies that smelled and looked better than any other one.

The dark night watched as the boy went to grave the cookies with slight amusement. He nudged the cookies closer were he could reach. No one could resist Alfred's cookies. The boy latched his hands onto the tray pulling it through the crack immediately hearing the crunching noise of a cookie. "You know Bats?", He heard through the door along with the sound of chewing, "you should really make shuer people aren't allergic to anything in side of this needle things before you jab them in the leg." Bat man shook his head with a sigh. This was one weird kid.

"Seriously, no one ever had a allergic reaction to those things before?!", ElectricPulse said from...behind him. Bats jerked around looking at the boy with wide eyes. That was unexpected. "No", he replied with a growl, scowl returning. He could have swore he saw another in of him just with green coding behind him for a few seconds. "Well you should really check", Electie mumbled with a Swedish face. "I mean who knows, got a Epi-pen (how ever you spell dat) with you? Oh wait!", he added gasping, "what if their allergic to that to! What will you ever do Bats! guess they'll just die due to your lack of game."
(Got this from his idea book :p)

"How did you get out", Batman demanded. "I thought you were watching... I crawled through the crack! You should always lock your doors friend, and peanut cookies? Yes they were good but what if I was allergic to them, what would you do?", The boy babbled while Alfred watched amused as ever from the corner of the room unnoticed by the two. Batman sighed deeply glaring at him.

Welp. This must suck. I'm a sucky writer. That's nice. Enjoy your day while I go cry in a corner at my sucky work ;-;