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Begin Again

Inspired by Taylor Swift's "Begin Again"

1x15,"Scarecrow"

Oswald POV

The adrenaline rush of having my own club is indescribable. I must invite Jim! He can't afford to miss the grand opening of Oswald's.

Later that afternoon, I walk into the GCPD to hand-deliver Jim's invitation, but alas he's nowhere to be seen.

I slap the invitation against my hand, looking around the room. I spot a dorky, skinny, weird looking fellow staring at me from the balcony. I glare at him, annoyed and confused, before rolling my eyes and walking away. I sense him following me, so I look over my shoulder and, yep, he's following me alright. I walk over to the front desk, standing there to wait for Jim, but that lanky nerd follows me all the way over.

"Can I help you?" I say coldly, irritated.

Ed POV

Holy cow...he's the most beautiful man I've ever seen... just look at that gorgeous face...

I can't stop watching him from the balcony, gazing down at his beautiful face. He really does look like a Penguin...

He locks eyes with me, holding my gaze for a moment before rolling his eyes and walking away.

No...I don't want to be rejected now...I have to talk to him...

I practically chase after him, all the way to the front desk. He turns to me and says four little words that will stay with me forever.

"Can I help you?"

Oswald POV

Whoever this dork is, he showed up in my life at the worst possible time. I came here for Jim, not some weird dork.

"I don't think so, can you?" He says almost robotically. I give him a sarcastic smile in return.

"What do you want?" I say irritatedly.

"What I want, the poor have, the rich need, and if you eat it you'll die." He says, turning to face me.

"Is this-- are you asking me a riddle?" I say quietly, confused.

"Do you like riddles?" He says innocently, hope glowing in his actually sweet, warm voice.

"No." I say disinterestedly in the most bored voice ever.

"So do you give up?" He says warmly, smiling.

Give up? That's the one thing I've never done!

"Friend, lookit--"

"Nothing! The answer's nothing! The poor have it, the rich need it, and if you eat it--" I cut him off by holding my hand up.

"Who are you?" I ask, sick and tires of his little game.

"Edward. Nygma. I know who you are..." He says knowingly, an innocent twinkle in his big brown eyes.

"Then you know that you're standing too close." I say menacingly, trying to scare him off. He looks down at his feet and mine, as if to calculate the distance that should be between us, then backs up a few feet. I turn away from him, rolling my eyes.

"Did you know that male emperor penguins keep their eggs warm by balancing them on their feet?" He says warmly, smiling at me "Isn't that neat?"

"Nice to meet you, sir." I say coldly, thoroughly annoyed. "Keep moving."

"Will do." He says innocently before finally walking away.

God, what an...odd fellow...