Chapter 12: Confiding In The Riddler

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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝗧𝘄𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲
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🄰/🄽: 𝙸 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜!

𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝙶𝙷𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝙶𝙷𝙾𝚂𝚃'𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 (𝚈/𝙽) 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜! 🎪

VikingMetalToby  𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚣 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 "𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙲𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞?" 𝚘𝚗 𝚀𝚞𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚟. 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝙲𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎! 🎭

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SplendorMan has lead me back into the illusion hall and up to a bright blue painted door.

"This is Candy Pop's room!" He exclaimed, eagerly presenting the door before me, "go ahead and give it a knock, maybe your return will cheer him up."

I nodded and stepped up to the door, staring it down for a good moment before bringing my knuckles up to the wood. I knock twice, then wait a bit. No response. I knocked again, this time with a bit more force.

I hear a groan come from the other side and then a loud "Whaddya want??" in response. I quickly turn and glare back at SplendorMan before facing the door again. I decided not to say anything.

Eventually, the door roughly swung open and I saw Candy Pop step up, looking outwards with an irritated expression.

"What do you need, Splendor?" Candy said, looking directly over my head straight at SplendorMan. "Hiya Candy, It's me Riddler, I'm down here," I grin beneath my mask, waving up at him. "That's exactly why I'm looking at Splendor. I'm pretending you're not there," Candy Pop scoffed with a smirk. I was slightly taken aback by the response but I end up emitting an akward laugh. "Hah...that's funny...almost sounded like you meant it...! Quite a jokester you are, hahah...?"

'My god please shut up self...'

Candy Pop finally glanced down at me with an unamused glare. My laughter dies down and I suddenly feel a great wave of embarrassment wash over me, but why? Why did I even care, I should be glad he actually seems to be annoyed with me...

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