BATMAN: Shot in the Dark
Batman is property of DC Comics, all rights reserved. Pagilacci is property of Claudia Short, aka cscarlett15.
It was another night in Gotham City. In the Downtown area, the 5th National Bank sat unguarded, like an elementary school's doors. Just then, a loud explosion rocked the streets. In the sky, a stylized shadow of a bat hung overhead.
"Get driving! We've got the Bat at our heels!" A muscular thug shouted.
A largish armored truck began driving away from the scene of the crime. Out of the shadows emerged a sleek, long, pitch-black car moving at high speed. The driver of the armored truck nearly died of fright. He crashed into a street lamp, and exited the vehicle with a skinnier individual. Out of the shadows leapt a tall, muscular man wearing a cape and cowl. The criminals drew their guns. A flying object knocked the guns out of their hands.
"Who…are you?" The skinny criminal asked.
"I'm Batman." The shadowy figure answered.
The police arrived 10 minutes later, and the two crooks were tied up to another street lamp.
The next morning, the Joker threw his morning paper across the table. Once again, the Dark Knight had foiled one of his schemes. However, there was now a domestic dispute between the "hench wenches" at the moment…
"You piccola puttana!" Pagiliacci (Joker's second henchgirl ) yelled.
"I didn't understand that!" Harley Quinn yelled back.
"Stupido alrecchino." Pagiliacci muttered.
"Huh?" Harley Quinn asked.
"Non si parla Italiano." Pagiliacci grumbled.
"Say what?" Harley Quinn replied.
"Idiota." Pagiliacci told Harley Quinn
"What was that?" Harley Quinn puzzled.
"Go, run off to your friend Veleno Edera, who is also a piccola puttana as well as a cagna." Pagiliacci demanded.
"I didn't understand that." Harley Quinn stated.
"E' non tornare di aver imparato I'italiano." Pagiliacci finished.
"Fine, smarty!" Harley Quinn yelled, storming out in a huff.
The Joker's hidden microphones caught every word of the argument. For posterity's sake, he made a habit of taping the two when they were yelling at each other.
That afternoon, the Clown Prince of Crime found two notes on the door to the ladies' quarters:
First note- "Mr. J, I'm spending a weekend at Ivy's. Signed: Harley."
Second note- "Pervertio burlone, I am going to make a name for myself by stealing the diamante known as King Victor's Bane. Do not expect me back any time soon, folle. Signed: Pagiliacci."
The Joker nearly had an aneurism. Pagiliacci, his second henchgirl, had just run off. And she was less irritating than Harley (not to mention less lecherous). All he wanted now was for Batman to get her sent back to Arkham.
NEXT CHAPTER- PAGILIACCI GATHERS HER GANG FOR THE HEIST