On the tenth day of Christmas, the Joker gave to me...
Ten playing cards,
Nine angry guard dogs,
Eight makeshift pipe bombs,
Seven scary switchblades,
Six burning hideouts,
Five hand grenades!
Four bank robberies,
Three bazooka rockets,
Two purple gloves,
And a clown mask under a tree!
Batman picked up a second joker card. This one was by a 7-11, which made Batman wonder what the Joker had been doing there, since the store wasn't a crater. Heck, the windows weren't even shattered. Why would the Joker leave his calling card at a place where he hadn't done anything?
Batman shook his head, and then a voice filtered into his ears from the receiver in the cowl: "... another joker card. Yeah, near the Starbucks on 5th... Weird..."
Batman was moving immediately, heading towards Fifth Street. What did the Joker want with a Starbucks? Maybe he was a coffee addict? Batman shook these thoughts out of his head. Current situation first, motives later.
The coffee house was untouched when Batman arrived. He found only the card sitting on the front stoop of the darkened store, which confused him even more; what was the clown doing? Hearing another call about another joker card, this time at a tiny convenience store near Wayne Enterprises, Batman sighed. He had a feeling that this was going to be a long night.
Six joker cards and no answers later, Batman was getting completely frustrated. All of the cards had been found near untouched, inconsequential buildings such as coffee houses and grocery stores. He overheard another person talking about the cards, but this voice was a familiar, nasally tone.
"I hope the Batman found my gifts okay... Hehe. He's probably going out of his little batty mind trying to get what I'm, ah, what I'm doing. Aren't you, Batsy?" The Joker giggled, speaking about Batman as though the clown knew that the vigilante was listening in. Which, knowing the eccentric Clown Prince of Crime, was probably exactly the case.
The clown's voice continued, "I wonder how long it'll take for him to realise that nothing's, ah, happening tonight. I can just imagine the little scowl under his mask when he finds out..." Another round of giggles erupted from the Joker before he cut whatever connection he was talking over and Batman couldn't hear him anymore. Not that the Dark Knight was paying much attention anyway. The man was too livid to focus.
That damned clown had sent him on a wild goose chase? For no reason other than that he was bored?!
Damn that clown! I'll get him for this... And for the other nine days, too.
A/N: Okay, it's two hours late, but I was cleaning all day for my little brother's birthday party. Sorry. Hope you enjoyed, and please review!
I've got a rough (see: bad) idea of something I can do tomorrow, because I do need to put something, but I'll probably change it when I get my original copy of the song back on Monday. So, apologies in advance if you really hate the next chapter. Hope you enjoyed this one, at least.