Robin sat on the concrete floor, he could have been there for hours, he didn't know. Ivy sat sulking in the corner, facing the wall, refusing to talk. Catwoman had decided to make the most of the time with nothing to do, and had started practicing judo-esc moves in the middle of the room. Robin and Catwoman had talked a little, small talk mostly; they couldn't go into anything detailed for fear of uncovering their secret identities, they couldn't risk the Joker realising.

"So umm, Catwoman, what did you have for breakfast…?" Robin smiled, rubbing his chin, it was a terrible question but he'd do anything to break the silence, "I had cornflakes, thanks for asking. I think. What about you Ivy? Feel like talking yet?" She turned to Ivy, who shrugged. Catwoman smirked at her, "Bet you had a nice hard cock for yours." Ivy scowled, but still said nothing. "Catwoman don't do this." Robin said calmly, Catwoman bit her lip. "Ivy I bet you like nothing more than a bit of rock hark cock in you, I bet that after a few days in here you'll be riding Robin." Ivy growled, and finally spoke, "There's nothing wrong with a woman enjoying sexual pleasure, I just don't like the men who provide it."

Catwoman smiled, "I knew I could get you to talk." Ivy narrowed her eyes, realising it had been an attempt at humour, but not liking the subject. "Fine then, you win, doesn't change what's happening here, Joker has collected us three for some reason, and is intending to kill at least one of us. I say we sit here and do nothing, give him no reason to kill us. It's the most logical thing to do."

Robin cocked his head, almost confused by Ivys naivety, "Logic? That's what you're basing this on? The Joker doesn't work on logic! He's more likely to kill us if we don't do anything; we need to keep him entertained." Catwoman smiled at Robin, "Fine then 'blue jay' how do you suggest we do that? Fight each other? Or how about we just put on a production of streetcar, if we do that one I want to be Stella."

"I don't know."

The familiar click echoed through the room, "Bing bong!" Jokers voice giggled through the speakers, "I hear talk of fighting and theatrical production? Good! Not bad ideas for day 1 in the concrete box. Why don't I give you something to fight over? That's normal for these shows isn't it?" Robin was sure he heard the Jokers lips part into a smile, making him shiver. The Joker clicked the speaker off, as her did a small hole opened at the bottom of the door, and a plate with a small piece of pasta was pushed through. Ivy raised an eyebrow, "Oh yay, now we're supposed to fight over pasta. I don't even like pasta."

Robin smiled "Ok then Catwoman, seems it's just you and me." The woman chuckled and nodded, she rose to her feet and stuck a pose. Robin got to his feet, he always loved fighting with Catwoman, and the good/bad game she played was amusing. He would never admit it, but he used to have quite a crush on her, the leather appealed to him. He and Catwoman started doing the usual prancing typical of a sumo ring, putting on a show for Joker, as they knew that keeping Joker amused would be their best bet for survival. "Prepare for some pain Catwoman, you fiend!" Robin yelled jokingly, Catwoman sniffed, "You're the one who's going to feel pain…" Robin was taken a little by surprise as Catwoman lunged at him, pinning him to the floor, giggling, she aimed a punch at his face, but he rolled out of the way. "I thought this was supposed to be playful? That would have broken my nose." He hopped to his feet and raised his fists. "Yes, well, I'm not going to risk getting my head blown off just to save your feelings." She also jumped to her feet and raised her fists, the corner of her mouth twitched, causing a cold shiver down Robins spine; my god, she was serious, it had been a fare while since she had seriously fought either him or Batman. She lunged at him, the blue light on her neck flashing intermittently, he leapt out the way and fell onto Ivy, she smirked at him – as if to say 'I told you so' – He rose and pressed himself against the wall, he peered up at the camera, his heart beating in his throat, he wanted to avoid a fight, if he was injured he doubted that Joker would send anyone in to patch the wounds. He gulped god I hope this works, "Knock knock…?" he yelled, the loud click for the speakers proved Robin right, "-Who's there" Jokers voice rang in Robins head, "-What" "-What who?" "-What's got you so confused?" Robin smiled as he heard the Joker chuckle lightly "That was a terrible joke boy, but you just bought yourself 5 minutes more life!"

Catwoman grunted and glared at Robin, she realised that fighting wasn't the answer. "Knock knock!" she shouted, "-Who's there" Joker tittered, "Toby", "Toby who?" "Toby or not toby!" Joker laughed quietly and silently waited for the next joke. Robin chuckled, "Knock knock", "Who's there?" "Hutch", "Hutch who?" "Bless you my good sir!" Robin smiled at his own comic genius, Joker laughed loudly, "Ok Robin wins round one! Contestant number 3, Ivy, has yet to participate. Come on sexy, Make me laugh!" There was a slight crackle on Jokers side of the speaker; the three captives listened as Harley started protesting, "Mistah J, why'd you say that to red, I thought I was the only girl for you." There was a scratching sound as Joker pushed his chair back, "Don't talk when the microphone's turned on you idiot, and I can have whoever I damn well please!" Harley screamed, and Robin flinched slightly as he heard the unmistakeable sound of a fist being slammed into soft flesh.

Ivy stood up and clenched her fists, "How dare you hurt her you vile man, when I'm finished with you the cops will have to scrape you off of the floor!" Joker returned to his chair, "That does sound like a joke Ivy!"

Ivy screamed and slammed her fists into the wall, her blue collar flashing rapidly; she noticed this and slid to the floor, breathing deeply, "… Joker… If you hurt her again, I swear to god I will end you… Let us out now, and I promise, I will leave without killing you." Joker blew a raspberry into the speaker, "Fuck you Ivy, you know you're getting closer to death with every word you say, I have my finger over the button!" Ivys expression hardened in fear, "Joker…" she whispered.

"Oh look, seems Ivy is the looser of round one. Time to die!" Robin flinched as he heard a loud bang, but he opened his eyes and Ivy was still standing. "Oops! I hit the wrong button. Harley! Which button is for Ivy? Harley! Damn it where's that girl gone… I'm sorry viewers; we seem to be having some technical difficulties. We'll be back after this short break. Join us later for a live execution! Who will survive the concrete box?"

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