AN: O_O I have a lot of reviews now *is totally not used to this*
I'm glad so many people are enjoying my fic ^^
Sorry about the long wait for a short chapter... I got distracted by Heroes and drawing and a sewing party. Plus my work hours got changed so I work all night shifts. They don't let me write much at work....
Okay, enough excuses. I promise the next chapter will be longer and up soon. If it's not, you have my permission to attack me with whatever you have on hand.
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"Shall we slow down and say hello?"
"No."
"But I've never gotten to fight Batman before," Joker pouted.
"I have. It's very painful. Keep driving."
Joker's pout turned into a frown.
"You fought him?"
"It was around when I first developed my toxin," Jonathan winced at the memory. "He wasn't as violent as I've heard he can be, but he did slam me into a wall."
"Uh-huh?"
"Headfirst."
"That settles it. Now I need to fight this man."
"No!"
"Come on, he's not gonna know it's you. You made those changes to your mask, after all."
It was a valid point. The mask looked less like a potato sack and more like an actual scarecrow face, but still...
"And how many people run around Gotham with burlap masks on their heads?" If the count was above one, Jonathan didn't want to know about it.
"It's Gotham. Weirder people walk around."
"Like who?"
"Ever met Jarvis?"
"Point. But I'd still rather avoid the Batman when possible."
The argument abruptly ended, however, as the back vehicle slammed them into the wall.