The True Queen of Gotham

The first encounter of an idol

(Rocket POV)

The streets were a bit cold and drowsy today. The sky covered in dark grey clouds, the concrete moist with the constant fall of light rain, with a chill that blew continuously in your face

I was able to steal some warmer clothes last night and changed out of my bloody ones. I'm not sure what I want to do with them, I mean, I know I should get rid of them, less incriminating evidence and all that....but I can't let them go

It was my first major hit, maybe the start of my big break....I even escaped Batshit, that's gotta count for something

Walking towards the bodega that has the best egg sandwich in the world, I can't help but feel excited "Eggs, Bacon, American Cheese. Soft, toasted, buttered roll and just a dash of hot sauce. What a way to start the month" I say, smiling to myself just thinking about it. The first of every month, I treat myself, and nothing beats it

"Hey kid" Sal greets me from behind the grill as I step into his store

"Hey old man, how ya doin?" I greeted back

"You came in just the right time, only got enough for one" He says as he starts frying up my ingredients

"Damn. You getting popular or something?" I teased. This place is a health hazard and should be shut down

"Nah. Just thinking of changing the menu"

I gaped at him as he flipped over my bacon and cracked my eggs "You better not old man, or I'll burn your place to the ground"

He chuckled, shaking his head as he started to construct my sandwich "Things are changing kid, I gotta move with the times" He wrapped up the sandwich, handed me my ambrosia and smiled at me. He leaned in close and whispered "They're threatening to shut me down"

I looked around the place and saw dead cockroachs on the bench, dirt and grime on the walls and rotten food on the floor "I don't see a problem" I shrugged, looking back at Sal

"Eh, the city and its new health and safety laws. Apparently my place is festering with bacteria and germs. I gotta clean it, change my menu to be more health conscious and also have vegan varieties" He complained

"Why?" I frowned

"More inclusive shit" He groaned

"Ah! I get it" I guess the place could use a clean, but taking away my aphrodisiac is going too far

"How ya doin Sal?" A very Brooklyn accented voice sounded from the doorway

"No fucking way" I mumble

Harley-fucking-Quinn is standing next to me

She was hella shorter than me, but her iconic hair and adventurous clothing wasn't hard to recognise. Even her heart tattoo on her face sprung out at me. Strangely though, she's only wearing one shoe

"Egg sandwich please Sal" She practically drooled

"Sorry kid, just sold my last one" Sal pointed to me and the blue eyes stared in my direction

"Hi" I waved nervously

"You got the last sandwich" She pouted, sticking out her bottom lip "But I wan' it"

I looked at the sandwich, then Harley. She was basically my fucking idol....well one of them. Was I really gonna ruin this opportunity for a sandwich? For a split second, my mind said 'Fuck yes' But I couldn't. She looked like she was on the verge of tears and it literally broke my heart. I moved the sandwich towards her and smiled "It's okay Dr.Quinzel, you can have it"