Disclaimers: I own nothing
Like most Monday mornings, Joker had somehow got out of prison, and was busy trying to blow up a bank or something. Now, this is usually around the time Batman would swoop in, and save the day, but today, he hadn't shown up yet.
"What could be taking Bats so long?" Joker asked, setting up another bomb.
"Maybe he's in traffic, puddin'" Harley Quinn suggested, just as Batman flew in on the scene.
"Ah, Batman, you've finally arrived." Joker cackled.
"Not today, Joker, I have no time for this!" Batman growled.
"Hm, is Bats running late for a meeting?" Joker played.
"No, actually! I Just Need To Get The Hell Home, Because Robin Decided It Would Be Smart To Ride Down The Gran Canyon In A Shopping Cart With His Two Dumb-ass Friends! So if you don't mind, SURRENDOR YOURSELF NOW, OR I'LL RIP YOU F*CKING HEAD OFF!" Batman ranted.
"Jeez, buddy, calm down, I'm putting the hand cuffs on." Joker backed away.
"Damn straight you are!"