what i think should have happend when Batman got gassed
His lungs were suddenly on fire, as a near silent hissing filled the small elevator. Over head he could here Joker going on about crane. God damn gas.
"So Batsy what are you afraid of? Not getting to the commissioner in time, not saving the pathetic people of Gotham? ME! IN A THONG?" Internally Bruce shivered. All around were bodies and blood. He kept moving. Turning around corners running past vents, slow panic rising. A high laugh echoed around. Joker. He ran again this time running into the Clown. "It ends now Joker."
The clown smirked, his red grin widening. "Oh, not yet Batsy. Not yet." Then Red lips met Bruce's dark tan ones. He moaned slightly as Joker pressed closer, erasing all the air between them. Then the clown stepped back wearing nothing but a thong. Then he himself was naked, his mask torn from him in a single instant.
"Brucy Brucy Brucy Bat! HA!" Joker laughed. He lay curled on the ground a platform raising beneath him as the people of Gotham surrounded. Before him Joker smiled.
"The People need you no more Bats." Bruce looked down, all the people of Gotham were glaring at him. Each face filled with disgust and hate. "Be with me. Complete me. I know your heart bats. I know your mind, you cant fight it." Bruce shuddered and pulled away from the edge, and Joker descended upon him. His lean white body pressing against Bruce. "I'm Here" It was a soft whisper, one that sounded so sweat, but was laced with insanity. For only an instant He wanted to give in, but before he could, it was all gone.
"Bruce?"
"Orical"
" what happened, I lost connection."
"Crain's gas. I'm ok."
Joker watched as the Bat righted himself and walked away, frowning slightly. 'That was odd...
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