Alright, an update! And guess what Batman fans! We have a special appeareance for the disclaimer!
Scarecrow: Hello children. Daughteralucard does not own anything but the idea. DON'T LOCK ME UP AGAIN!! AHHHH
Me: 0.o he scares me just a little….
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Simone1: Don't fall off your chair! Medical bills are expensive!
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Joker, Harley, and Riddler were driving at extreme speeds laughing ferociously as the henchmen drove and prepared for whatever hell these psychopaths were going to put them through. All they knew was what direction Riddler lead them. When they finally did stop it was outside a rather large bank. They weren't sure why they were only hitting banks and why they were getting hit in broad daylight but they figured it had something to do with batman. If batman were sneaking out in the middle of the day people would start to notice things.
Harley jumped out of the car with a shotgun in hand. Not really her gun of choice but it was what her Puddin' picked up for her so she was more then happy to oblige. The sudo masochist smiled evilly as she watched her Puddin' pull out an automatic and his new friend a small machine gun. The three swaggered in like they owned the place. Harley cocked her gun and shot at the roof. "Alright everyone," said the Joker, "let's not panic to much! We need to still get a hold of the money! Now, I would like you all to give me a giggle and your purses if you would."
"Wait till batman and robin catch up with you," said the security guard. He heard a shot go off next to his head and he froze in fear. Joker, who knew exactly were the shot came from, rounded on his ditzy dame.
"Harley," he said sharply, "we don't want to KILL him! The last thing we want is a good excuse for the bat to come out during the day!"
"Sorry mistah J," she whimpered.
"Why are you such a jerk to her man," asked the guard ignoring the fact that a trigger happy psycho almost blew his head off. He felt kind of bad for her. This wasn't the first time he had been held up by the Joker or the Riddler. He had seen the way Joker treated the poor girl.
"Hey, was anyone talking to you," asked Harley.
"Look, I'm just sticking up for you," he argued.
"Well don't," said Joker, "just shut up! You know the drill!" The guard shuffled over to the vault to open it for them as he had several times before. Riddler followed harley in with the henchmen in tow. "Secretly," whispered Joker to the guard, "when she gets pissed she is worse then me."
"Now that we have our money, we are leaving," said the Riddler.
"Toodles," said the Joker waving goodby. Harley laughed as they walked off. The guard made a move to stop them as their backs were turned. He grabbed the Joker and aimed his gun at the super villain.
"PUDDIN'," shouted Harley in fear.
"Riddler grabbed Harley's gun and shot the guard in the foot. The guard let go of Joker and bounced around in fear. "If you can solve my riddle, I'll let you live," said the Riddler. He turned around and saw Harley fuss over her Joker and the Joker trying to shove her to the ground. He shook his head, what an odd couple, they deserve each other though. "Riddle me this, if a rooster laid a brown egg and a white egg, what kind of chicks would hatch?"
"ROOSTER," he said suddenly.
"Wrong-o," said the Riddler. He pulled the trigger and blew the guards brains all over the vault. The Joker and Riddler both laughed.
"So what kind of chicks would they be," asked Harley. Joker rolled his eyes and smacked her upside the head.
"Roosters don't lay eggs you dizzy twit," he said.
"Oh, hehe, right, I knew that," she said with a sheepish smile. The sounds of sirens quickly approached and they decided now was a good time to leave.
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Dick was still passed out. Bruce had take a couple days off so he could help his young protégé. He turned on the news and saw the Joker and Riddler were robbing banks together. Bruce sighed in frustration. To much going on at once. He couldn't patrol, he couldn't leave Dick alone, God knows what he would do next, and he couldn't be batman in the middle of the day anyway. He needed the element of night to avoid to much attention. Daytime was a bad idea.
"The Joker still running loose Master Bruce," asked Alfred.
"Yea, I don't know what to do. I'm afraid of taking Dick out patrolling and I think this new discovery will prevent him from wanting to take the Joker in. Dick had the insane idea of telling the Joker who he was."
"Well, let's hope he doesn't put himself in another drunkin stupor Master Bruce."
"Yea, I hear that, angry drunk."
"Where is young Master Dick anyway," he asked not seeing him all day.
"I put him to bed last night, he is probably still their, he drunk an awful lot."
"But I was just there, he isn't and the liquor cabinat is empty by the way."
"WHAT!?"
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Dick had a God awful hangover when he woke up the next morning. He remembered several coactions when Bruce would wake up with one and would drink more liquor to keep the hangover away. He figured that was a good idea, what he didn't figure was that he had a natural drinking problem. Now that he started he really couldn't stop. Yea, Bruce was going to be pissed, did he care? Not really!
He swaggered down the street and saw a bank being robbed. He turned back into an alley and saw it was Joker and Riddler with that ditz whats-her-face that followed Joker like a puppy. Why did she put up with a creep like that anyway? The jerkoff abused her badly, he had seen it himself, it was not a pretty sight. Then again, he had seen her angry at him before to, he could swear the next time they saw the Joker was at his funeral, if a body was ever found. Nice girl, scary when she was angry. Dick was just happy it didn't hardly ever happen. He couldn't imagine trying to fight that all the time.
He swaggered over with the brilliant idea to go stop some crime as Dick Greyson. He laughed at the idea. He would be so popular! He swaggered over and the villains watched him curiously.
"What is he doing," asked Harley.
"Who is that," asked Joker.
"That's the Greyson kid that lives with Bruce Wayne. Remember, his parents were killed some years ago. He was like nine."
"Oh yea, remembah Puddin', he was that orphan brat Bruce took in."
"Oh right, that charity thing Bruce did to protect the kid. Looks like he is drunk to me ahahaha."
"Ooo can we take him with us," asked Harley, "we can have a hostage."
"Harley, why would we do that," asked Riddler getting tired of her stupidness.
"Well, we hold him hostage anonymously."
"No, I like it," said Joker, "strap some explosives to him and-" The conversation was cut short as the police rounded the corner. "Damn kid," cursed the Joker. They shot off in the car forgetting about the hostage idea. Dick looked around for his bike only to remember that he had left it somewhere last night. He was going to turn around and walk home when he was met face to face with an unhappy Bruce waiting for him standing outside the Civic. Dick smiled and waved.
"How much more did you drink?"
"Not much, only half the bottle. Don't remember what I did with the rest though."
"That's a good thing. I think your turning yourself into a drunk. You need to get off the bottle now. Get in the car and lets go before the cops see us."
"I saw Joker and Riddler and that one chick!"
"I saw them two. I put a tracking device on the car now lets go."
"Good idea," he said jumping in the car.
"No more drinking, yes?"
"Right no more drinking. I don't think I much like myself drinking."
"Good."
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Next time Batman decides its okay to let Robin work with him in catching the Joker. How will that go down?