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Oswald’s eyes fluttered open, head pounding. He didn’t know, what he was expecting to find when he opened his eyes, He wasn’t quite sure if he was even alive.
“Ah!” He sat up in a jerk like motion. A man was Hovering over him for God knows how long, his lips stretched in a smile And his glasses perched high on his nose bridge Wayyyy too close to Oswald’s own face for comfort.
“Oh good you’re awake” the man sounded way too enthusiastic about the whole situation.
“Who’re you?!” Oswald blurted out. He looked somewhat familiar sure, but the memory was so out of reach
”Edward” he response before adding in that quick talk way of his “we’ve met” he paused again, eyes scanning Oswald to see if you remembered. Clearly didn’t “at the GCPD” he held a tray with a glass of water on it
Oh goddamnit a part of him was 90% sure he’d be seeing the inside of a prison cell soon. the other 10 wasn’t so sure that was the case.
“You’re a cop?” He didn’t even believe the words coming out of his mouth, the guy looks like he never held a gun before let alone be a cop.
Edward chuckles, one that could be considered condescending if you look too deep into it’s tone “oh god no, i’m in forensics”
The memory of their meeting finally came back to him. Edward was overly enthusiastic and talked quick with a tight lip (seems he hasn’t changed since then.) he stood so close to him all as well could smell his clone and the mint on his breath as he rattled off penguin facts. he seemed like such a kiss ass Oswald has no idea why he brought him back to his apartment or even what he was doing in the forest the night before. but those questions can wait, where the hell are his damn clothes?
“Where are my clothes?” He was in pajamas that were too long on him, His previously injured shoulder was now bandaged and he had a too long robe over him.
“Oh i threw them away” Edward answers “they smelled” he offers the glass of water him, earning him a glare.
”Are you trying to poison me?”
”Why would i poison you?” He sounded so oblivious Oswald didn’t even bother to respond “it’s water. Just drink it you’re dehydrated”
”I’m leaving” he moved to get out of bed but Edward immediately set the tray down on the nightstand. his hands moved to Oswald‘s shoulders to keep him on the mattress.
“I wouldn’t do that if i were you Mr. Penguin. You’re a very wanted man and if that weren’t the case, you are in no state walk”
Oswald fight against him with as much willpower as you can muster before feeling a needle pierced through the skin of his neck, his visions blurred at the edges as he felt Edward guiding him to lay down. he was mumbling something that Oswald couldn’t catch due to whatever drug was in that needle. Consciousness slowly, slipping away as his head hit the pillow.