A new year like no other - Arthur x Reader

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For all of you that read "All I want for Christmas", I thought that I would give you the run up to that imagine and expand on how Arthur had met his lady love at the New Year celebration. And as it is coming up to that time of year again, I would like to wish you all an incredibly Happy New Year. And may it bring you all health, happiness, and love.

Corporations. Too much money and too much power, Arthur couldn't stop himself from thinking as he looked around the huge foyer of the building. He knew it was money, good money going into his pocket. But as he stood there with the others, being briefed on their duties for the evening, he couldn't help but think this was ridiculous. A bunch of adults dressed as clowns, entertaining another bunch of adults that should have better things to do. And Arthur knew that within a few hours that more than a few of the revellers would be so drunk that they would be perfectly capable of being bigger clowns than he could ever dream of being.

The job was simple enough. He and the others just had to make the employees of the firm happy for one night so that they would forget how shitty their job was the rest of the year.

Arthur never understood the fuss about New Year. Never understood the fireworks, or the over the top celebrations. To him it just meant that one crappy year was over, and another crappy year was about to start. It didn't make much difference to him. He would still be in his dingy apartment, still have to put up with Randall, Hoyt, and every other insensitive, uncaring, unfeeling, rude, and downright obnoxious person that Gotham had to offer. But he always hoped. He knew that it was stupid, but deep down in the depths of his soul, Arthur always hoped that the New Year would bring something wonderful, or more precisely, someone wonderful.

He would watch happy couples walk hand in hand down the sidewalk. Notice the old couple that would sit on the bench in the park feeding the birds together. He would see parents that held one another as he performed at their child's birthday party. And that love was something he wanted, something he craved, something that he would give anything for.

"Ok guys. You all know what you have to do. The function is on the top floor. It's gonna be a long night, but just keep them happy." A voice suddenly said. The sound bringing Arthur back to what he should be doing.

"Gary. What are we supposed to be doing?" Arthur asked the little man, knowing he hadn't heard a single word that this seemingly random guy had said.

"Basically, do what you would do for the kids. Because after a few glasses of cheap Champagne, they won't remember what we did anyway." Gary chuckled, as he, Arthur, and the others piled into the service elevator. The doors slowly opening as they reached the top floor of the building.

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Arthur couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he watched some of the partygoers. It hadn't even struck midnight yet, and he found that his and Gary's predictions were already proving to be right. Some woman was slumped over a sofa in the corner of the room, fast asleep, with her lipstick and mascara smeared across her face looking every inch like she had just fallen into his clown makeup. Another guy had taken off his tie and had wrapped it around his head as he played air guitar to a Bruce Springsteen song. His friend next to him banging on an invisible set of drums.

Although he could help but laugh, it wasn't those people that had held his attention. That had been saved for a beautiful woman that seemed to have sat by herself all night, with the same glass of champagne in her hand as she looked out of the large windows at the sky above. The millions of twinkling snowflakes seeming to have her under a spell. Normally, Arthur would not interfered in another person's thoughts, especially as she seemed so lost. But there was a sadness about her, a sadness that Arthur didn't think she deserved. And as he and the others had been told to keep people happy, he decided that it was only right that he should try and make her happy.

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