Short chapter

Y/N's POV

I am in my room at the hideout. The clowns are doing their own work. Until one of them walks in my room.

Clown: Hey, Boss?

Y/N: What?

Clown: We heard something...

Y/N: Is this important?

Clown: This isn't about Batman...

Y/N: Then what is it about?

Clown: This is about Bruce Wayne.

I raise my eyebrows at his name.

Y/N: What about him?

Clown: We heard that he's hosting some sort of event at Wayne Manor. Has something to do with Wayne Enterprises.

I think. I haven't been to that manor since the day I've met Bruce, and that butler of his...

Y/N: Hmmm...

Clown: Have something in mind, Boss?

I get an idea.

Y/N: How about we crash the party...

Clown: Really?

Y/N: Yes! I haven't seen that boy in forever. Last time I've seen him, he was just a little kid, and his mommy and daddy were still breathing...

I laugh.

Y/N: Tell the others, grab your things, we have a party to go to...