AQUATIC ASSISTANCE
DISCLAIMER: We all know none of this belongs to me.
Arthur sat on the sea shelf staring up at the full moon above the water's surface. His hair rippled in the water, the feel of the minute change in currents like a familiar embrace. All was quiet on the aquatic front. His people were safe and his brother on a villain sabbatical of sorts. His phone burbled. He withdrew it from his pocket, pressing the message icon. As usual, the blue holographic words hung in the water. The message was from his cranky colleague Batman.
'Arthur, get to Gotham right now.' That was it, no pleasantries or courtesies, just those terse words.
He scowled at the message. The feck? He was sure there was a question somewhere in that command. He was a king darn it. He typed in his message. 'I'm just gonna assume you forgot to add, "please". Also, don't just assume I'm free.' He was the king of Atlantis. His schedule was chock full on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and especially during festivals.
His phone burbled in reply and Arthur seriously wondered how Batman wasn't dead yet from friendly fire. 'This is no time for jokes.' This phrase he ended with an eye roll emoji. Then, 'I need your help solving a murder.'
His eyebrows shot up and a smile waltzed over his lips. Batman needed his help with a murder! This was so exciting. 'On my way! What happened? Drowning? A body in a shark?' He sent before rising from the shelf and shooting off towards Gotham like a torpedo, leaving a swath of bubbles in his wake.
He lifted his phone when it vibrated in his hand and read the message. 'No, it's a regular murder, but I think his goldfish saw the whole thing. I need you to talk to it.'
He stared at it in surprised confusion. Really? See, that was the thing about land dwellers. They put fish in a bowl, thinking it was fine. They thought the fish were okay with being fed artificially made chips like a rat in a cage and experiencing the equivalent of seaquakes when idiots tapped the aquarium glass. They assumed the fish were somehow still sane. They were wrong. And goldfish were notoriously vengeful.
'Fine, but it probably won't help solve the murder of a man who kept it in a bowl. You know the saying; a goldfish never forgets.' He replied, dodging through a pod of whales.
He held his phone up, but before he could start reading, he realized he was on a collision course. He evaded the school of rainbow runners and the shark lurking within it before reading the message. 'Literally, no one says that.'
He raised an eyebrow. Land dwellers were unaware goldfish were the freshwater fish equivalent of elephants? He shook his head, letting out a sigh. Land dwellers.
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Wonderbat385: THANK YOU for all your wonderful reviews! Yes Batman is super funny when he wants to be and I enjoy writing him. I'm actually thinking of writing another series, crack of course, that revolves around the Bat family. I already have one typed and it involves cosplay and a very livid Damian. Glad you like this series and hope you continue to enjoy it (^_*)