questionauthority | Riddle 015: Even More Puzzling...

[First, a public call, filtered from drones/Grady/Mayor/Postman/etc.]

Riddle me this. When you have it, you'll want to share it, but if you share it, you'll no longer have it.

It's a secret, ladies and gentlemen, and it seems as though the Mailman's incapable of keeping one. I know others have said it before, but come now. Surely we're all smart enough not to victimize one another. Many have their reasons for wanting to return home, but I'm sure others have their reasons for wanting to stay here as well. Strange as that may be.

...though that is rather curious. Why would one decide to stay in a place like Mayfield?

[Then, a private call, filtered to Officer Grady.]

This is Edward Nigma. Are you in, Boss?

[Then, an action, for his housemates and whoever else happens to visit. It looks like Edward's been fortunate enough to get back one of his old outfits in the mail, along with his good ol' cane. Believe it or not, it's actually surprisingly comfy and warm. Almost like long-johns. Feel free to walk in on him and comment on his god-awful fashion sense.]

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Yes you did.

[Okay, who the hell are you.]

Do you remember the time we took over Arkham? We got Jervis to use his cards...and put Batman on trial?...

...that's not how it happened. Joker had taken hostages and staged something, yes, but he never put Batman on trial.

From what I'd heard, one of the doctors there had gone insane and thought Batman was some kind of... demon?

.....No.

We got Jervis to use his cards on the guards and we kidnapped some lawyer who hated Batman, an' Batman. And then we made her defend batman in our court! You were there! In the jury with me, an Ivy an Crane...and Mr. J was the judge!

...Harley, that never happened.

Yes it did!

Trust me. I think I would know.

I knocked Batman out for that plan! I think I'd know!

...at any rate, I've never worked for a game company of any kind.

I mean, once I got out of college, I worked with a traveling carnival for a time. But from there, I made my way into the criminal underworld as an informant.

......

[Backing away. Seriously freaked out now.]

That's not what happened! You used to rant about that boss of yours in Arkham for hours!

Harley, I never---

[Wait. Waaaaaait.]

...I think I understand.

....what!

[This had better be good. She's reaching around for a lamp to use as a weapon.]

It makes sense.

One of the members in my assigned family is Death itself. His assigned wife? Also Death. One of them is a massive skeleton in the robe. The other is a young woman.

[Picking up the lamp now...]

No, that doesn't make any sense at all.

And what does Death have ta do with anything!

My point is, they're both Death. But they're the Deaths of alternate universes.

Think about it. Why would we remember events so differently? And how is it that you believe I grew up one way, when I know I've grown up another way? We're not just from a different timeline, Harley. We could very well be from separate universes altogether.

........

What.

It sounds ludicrous, I know, but this is Mayfield. It's all about the ludicrous, here.

I....guess.

[Holding the lamp still.]

Oh, for Pete's sake, put that down. I'm still me.

I wasn't gonna do anything with it.

[Lies. But puts it back]

So we're from different worlds then?

It seems that way. And it certainly explains a lot.

Like you not knowing about the trial?

Or your confusion when I'd told you that you were attempting to reform, back home.

Yeah. That did sound a little weird.

Still, you aren't all that different from the Harley I know from home.

Yeah, and you don't seem that different from the Eddie I know....

[Looking at him...]

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