3 Chapter 2

Thirty minutes later, I finally reached the manor.

I just needed to find a way in. And after walking around the fence surrounding it, I simply decided to climb it.

Wait! I need to check if it can shock me. Grabbing a stick off the ground, I tossed it at the fence.

*clang*

Ok, good! No shock means I can just shimmy my way up there, and boom! I am in. Well, I am in the property lines. Trying to be stealthy, I crouch sprinted to be near the manor.

I couldn't find any open windows on the lower levels, but I saw one near the top. I climbed up there and peaked into the window.

Holy shit! That has to be at least several thousand just fucking layings there! Like I know that they are supposed to be like billionaires, but still. Goddamn!

Nobody else in the room, so I just hop in with no noise. (This new body is stealthy as shit!) Crap! I should have gotten a bag. I can't just take a purse. It would make me too much of a target.

Whatever. Grabbing as much cash as I can fit into my clothes. Peaking my head through the doorway, I make sure no one is near the room. Seeing nobody, I just took my time getting down the side of the luxurious house.

Crouch running through the yard, I climb the fence. Shit, I just robbed thousands of dollars from someone who was orphaned a day ago. Wait, is anybody even home right now? Are they still with the police? Whatever, it doesn't matter. That kid is going to be a ducking billionaire. Some of us have to work for our money, but then again he is just a kid.

I don't give a crap, that kid was so fucking annoying in the show, and- Oh I'm already back to Gotham proper. That little fucking weird debate thing distracted me huh?

Whatever, with these freakishly nice clothes for a homeless kid, I am going to, first of all, buy a nice laptop, get a bank account, and book a hotel room.