Not Hamilton's Vision
Characters/Pairings: Fake Thomas Jefferson, Powder Kim
Warnings: crossover crack?
Summary: Because of something I noticed watching the Batman Animated Series. The Evil League of Evil's financial venture runs into a few snags...
Disclaimer: I don't own Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog. Nor do I own Batman.
It had been his crowning achievement; the dreadful act which had garnered him a spot, at long last, in the Evil League of Evil.
In those days, a super-villain had to do more than just kill the hero's girlfriend. I worked for years on this plot. I carefully studied the weak spots of modern society, the needs of today's super-villain, and the weaknesses of his...previous incarnation's policy.
That damned punk, glory-hound of a kid gets a party, and what's my reward? An evening alone with the books.
Fake Thomas Jefferson heaved a sigh, but continued to focus half of his attention—really all the mundane work demanded—on the paperwork strewn across the table in front of him.
It's not like I even want to be at his party, but a little recognition for my efforts would be nice, too. After all, the League's new banking scheme is expanding by leaps and bounds. We have footholds across the fruited plain. But does anyone pay attention to it? To whence the money's coming? Of course not! It's all flash and no substance for most of them. Well, at least Bad H—
Looking at the spreadsheet for the EloE's newest financial institution, Fake Jefferson frowned. "What the—"
This can't be right. By all calculations, that branch should be making money hand over fist! It's the home of Wayne Enterprises and countless billionaire socialites.
Fake Jefferson pushed his chair away from the table and strode over to the filing cabinet. Unlocking the drawers and flipping through the dozens of evil trade operations run by the ELoE, he focused on finding the one file he needed.
There; Insta-Cash Community Credit Union.
"That's the city: Gotham." Fake Jefferson paused, skimming through the file. "No super-villains registered with the League, no henchmen registered with the Union. No further information available."
Fake Jefferson scowled at the folder before slamming it shut. Clearly, more research had to be done. And he knew just the lackey to do it.
Okay, this is what spawned the whole thing. Hopefully this link stays up: pic over at i413. photobucket. com/ albums/ pp217/ akameji/ Batman/ dentswallet. jpg (no www, remove spaces)