Bruce walked into the Batcave, sighing. Another long day in what had been a long
week. Villains seemed to think that they could be able to get away with whatever,
because it was the week of Christmas. He snorted. As if. Christmas. Such a stupid
holiday.
A new email was in his inbox from Diana. The title message said: Christmas
cheer for a scrooge. What in the world? He opened it.
On the First Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
A Misanthrope in Batcave!
On the Second Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
and A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
On the Third Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
Three Alien Dictators,
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
And A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
On the Fourth Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
Four Smashing Maces,
Three Alien Dictators,
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
And A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
On the Fifth Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
Five Golden Lassoes!
Four Smashing Maces,
Three Alien Dictators,
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
And A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
On the Sixth Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
Six Thanagarians Invading,
Five Golden Lassoes!
Four Smashing Maces,
Three Alien Dictators,
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
And A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
On the Seventh Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
Seven Jokers Screaming,
Six Thanagarians Invading,
Five Golden Lassoes!
Four Smashing Maces,
Three Alien Dictators,
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
And A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
On the Eight Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
Eight Lanterns Corp Green Clothes Wearing,
Seven Jokers Screaming,
Six Thanagarians Invading,
Five Golden Lassoes!
Four Smashing Maces,
Three Alien Dictators,
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
And A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
On the Ninth Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
Nine Martians Shape-shifting,
Eight Lanterns Corp Green Clothes Wearing,
Seven Jokers Screaming,
Six Thanagarians Invading,
Five Golden Lassoes!
Four Smashing Maces,
Three Alien Dictators,
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
And A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
On the Tenth Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
Ten BoyScouts Bossing,
Nine Martians Shape-shifting,
Eight Lanterns Corp Green Clothes Wearing,
Seven Jokers Screaming,
Six Thanagarians Invading,
Five Golden Lassoes!
Four Smashing Maces,
Three Alien Dictators,
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
And A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
On the Eleventh Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
Eleven Penguins in This Song For No Reason,
Ten BoyScouts Bossing,
Nine Martians Shape-shifting,
Eight Lanterns Corp Green Clothes Wearing,
Seven Jokers Screaming,
Six Thanagarians Invading,
Five Golden Lassoes!
Four Smashing Maces,
Three Alien Dictators,
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
And A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
On the Twelfth Day of Christmas my BatScrooge gave to me:
This Awesome Song,
Eleven Penguins in This Song For No Reason,
Ten BoyScouts Bossing,
Nine Martians Shape-shifting,
Eight Lanterns Corp Green Clothes Wearing,
Seven Jokers Screaming,
Six Thanagarians Invading,
Five Golden Lassoes!
Four Smashing Maces,
Three Alien Dictators,
Two Pounds of Kryptonite,
And A Misanthrope in a Batcave!
Wally sent me it.
He grimaced. Wally would pay, severely.
Isn't someone grumpy! Ah, well. Silly Batman.
-BMWWfan