//: WOAH. 💯💯💯💯💯

If 𝘉𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘬𝘰𝘣 came home soon, Croc would be in the basement working on something.

The money he got from that ATM bought a lot. Guns, armor, a few cars. He was gonna make this city respect everyone like him.

Watch it, or Delaney will be a piece of meat stuck in his teeth.

No.

He will not.

I remember one time Croc and I teamed up. Granted, it wasn’t a very long team up, and it was more of a “Oh my god, the dead have risen and are trying to eat out hearts” situation, but it was a bonding experience regardless... ...I mean, we both like Gotham over the undead.

...you’ve got a point there.

Or what?

... good luck with that.

Hmph. Nope, not falling for it.

He reaches out a hand... and covers her face. It actually reaches all the way around.

Damn.

Just... stands there. “...Ow.” Not serious.

“Hmph. Fine. You?”

“Brains can’t help you if I crush your skull.”

“I’ve never tried alien. I wonder what your heart tastes like?” Intimidation is his game.

“Crane.”