Bruno's NightwatchNight-watch at The Joker's new hideout was starting to get awkward. Bruno had worked, off and on, for The Clown Prince for several years now. Like most henches-for-hire he made himself available to whoever felt like paying him the most. He liked the night-watch. It was generally safe, easy, and it paid pretty damn good.Bruno's Nightwatch5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When Bruno first met the clown, he was flying solo. Aside from the occasional heist, or tango with The Bat, Joker kept mostly to himself. Bruno would sit outside the clown's quarters and watch the flickering surveillance cameras, play cards, and haul in the cash. Hell, he hardly noticed Joker was around unless he heard the familiar sound of a Marks Brother's film, or one of those chilling peals of laughter. All in all, it was a pretty good gig. Then Bruno took an unexpected "vacation" at Gotham's local clink. When he came back, the game had changed.
She was a hot little number. A pretty blonde with a body that could kill and a voice like nails on a cha