Oswald walked through the rather cold hallways of the Arkham Asylum, a black box in his hands as he limped to the visitor's center. He came to visit his friend, Edward Nygma. His only true friend. Oswald felt generous and happy that he had Edward as a friend, who came to him when he needed it the most. The painful memories of his mother came back for a split second, before Oswald shoved them back into the dark corners of his mind.

Oswald opened the doors and saw Edward there, in his black and white striped uniform. Oswald felt a small smile on his face as he limped over to the table and sat down in the chair across from Edward, setting the box down on the table. Edward looked at him, but did not smile. Oswald pushed the box towards him "I bought you a gift.....it's a puzzle" he explained as Edward picked it up and started to work it out while Oswald talked "It's supposed to be impossible to solve. It's been passed down unsolved for generations" he told Edward as he figured out the puzzle. Oswald figured that he would. Ed was a smart guy, the smartest guy he knew. Ed sat down the now solved puzzle as Oswald chuckled, him admiring the way his hair was parted messfully, like Oswald's.

"Have you been getting the biscuits that I sent you? What about the sweater? I know it gets drafty in this pla....." He said, as Ed interrupted him. "Mr. Penguin...." "Oswald" "After I turned you away....why are you being so kind to me?" He asked, looking at Oswald with now sad eyes. Oswald was baffled by his question. He had every reason to be kind to this former GCPD worker.

Oswald looked at him, his soft eyes looking at Edward's. "You helped me when I needed it. I owe you everything." Oswald whispered softly to him. He noticed the light brown color of Edward's eyes. They were very......beautiful. People are right when they say that eyes were windows to the soul. He remembered the time where he and Ed played the piano together, singing together. The moment would always be engraved into his mind.

"Oswald? Mr. Penguin?" Edward asked, trying to snap Oswald out of his day dream. Oswald finally did, directing his attention back to Edward. He noticed a small tint of redness on Edward's cheeks.
"Mr. Penguin......because you've been so kind to me....I feel like I should return the favor" he stated, blushing still. Oswald was about to speak up, to tell him that there was no need to do that when he felt soft, plump lips on his. Oswald's look was one of surprise at first, but soon got into the rhythm of the kiss and kissed Edward back.

As they both pulled away, Oswald held onto his striped Arkham uniform, keeping him close to him. Edward looked down at him, a warm smile on his face. "I'll send you more biscuits tomorrow" Oswald whispered as Edward let out a soft laugh, nodding in agreement. "And I'll plan to get you out too" Oswald again whispered. Edward smiled and kissed the small man's head, holding him close.