AN: Um…I believe I gave people permission to hit me with sharp objects if I didn't post soon….so….be gentle?

I really am sorry for the delay….I've been busy focusing on the convention I'm going to later this week (Anime Boston, if you were wondering) and forcing myself to work on art I'm hoping to sell there. Then we hit ice cream season at work, are understaffed, and I got changed all around to night shifts. I used to do all of my writing in the early evening, so you can see where that is a problem.

Luckily, I know how the next two chapters are supposed to go, so I should be able to post soonish. Thank you for your patience and the nice reviews ^^

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Joker crawled out of the vehicle, giggling, as the Batman stepped out of his.

"This is where we exchange insurance information, isn't it?" Joker laughed.

Batman frowned.

"I know you. You're the one who married Jonathan."

"Yep."

Joker removed a knife from one of his pockets, twirling it around as Batman cautiously stepped closer. Neither noticed Jonathan stepping out of the smashed car, a fact he was thankful for; it gave him a moment to attempt to regain his composure.

He debated momentarily whether to just get the hell out of there—possibly by jumping into Batman's vehicle and driving like hell—but decided against it. With his luck, the tank would be a stick shift and he'd never been very good at driving those. Besides, it would be bad manners to leave his husband to get beaten to a pulp and possibly thrown in jail.

His father had threatened to send him to jail before, back when his toxin was still in the experimental stages, and the thought wasn't any more pleasant now than it had been back then. And if Joker went, odds were that he'd get sent as well, son of the Commissioner or not.

Yet staying to get beaten and dragged to jail with Joker didn't sound that appealing either. At least the other way he could try to feign innocence…

A crash and the sound of laughter snapped him out of his inner argument. Joker picked himself off the ground, still laughing as Batman shoved him to the wall again, then knocking him aside to land on the upturned garbage cans nearby.

Moving quickly, Jonathan grabbed the nearest blunt object—a chunk of metal he believed used to be the bumper of their car—and lunged at the Batman.