Flash XS guy: I've decided a long while ago to no longer reveal in advance whether a character is going to appear in this fanfic or not. Otherwise, it would be like if the Russo Brothers revealed the various cameos featured in Avengers: Endgame before that movie was even released.
I already wrote the following chapter before I posted the previous one. However, I still needed to review it for the final version and I didn't want to post it before it had been at least one week since the previous chapter. But without further ado and two weeks later, here it is.
Chapter 13: Darkness, No Parents
In the warden's office, the warden in question was sitting on a chair, with his hands tied behind his back. He had blond hair and was wearing a grey business suit and black shoes. He was terrified not only because seven inmates were surrounding him, but also because of the presence of the man responsible for this entire event. It was a middle-aged man with slick black hair and a pointy nose, while his height was 4' 10". He was wearing a black top hat, a white long-sleeved shirt, a black jacket, a black bowtie, a monocle on his right eye, black pants, black shoes, and white gloves. He also had a cigarette holder in his mouth and he was carrying an umbrella in his left hand. His name is Oswald Cobblepot, but he was more infamously known as the Penguin.
"What do you want, Cobblepot!?" the warden asked in a terrified tone.
The top hat-wearing man turned around to face the warden and smirked evilly.
"Isn't it obvious? I want to get out this prison once and for all! And to do so, I'm keeping you as a hostage until I get what I'm demanding." The Penguin replied. "All I need is a plane that'll bring me to any country where I'm not a wanted man and I'll be free to do whatever I want. You might be wondering whether I'll take this opportunity to go straight or commit more crimes. Well, that's none of your business."
He then noticed how terrified the warden was and took a softer tone.
"Oh, you shouldn't be so terrified. If all goes well, you will live to see another day. If not…"
The criminal then pointed his umbrella, which was also a submachine gun, at the warden, who was sweating a lot more.
"…well, you'll be like a doornail, if you know what I mean." Cobblepot said before laughing evilly, which did not make the warden any less nervous.
"…And that's how, after being chased by a swarm of mosquitoes, I ended up in these sewers!"
After he finished telling his story, Foghorn was taken aback when he noticed that both Daffy and Porky had fallen asleep while still standing up. Annoyed, he loudly clapped his hands, awakening the two of them in shock.
"Huh?! What!? What happened!?" the duck exclaimed upon waking up.
"That's not, I say, that's not very polite!" the rooster exclaimed in annoyance.
"Well, that was an interesting story and all…" Daffy said while looking at his watch. "…but we have some criminals to fight." He said, ready to go back inside Blackgate.
"Criminals, you say?" the chicken asked, intrigued. "Maybe I could help you two in fighting them. If you don't mind, that is."
"Oh, please! You're not even dressed like a superhero, Foggy!" the duck angrily snapped.
"True, but it takes more than a costume to be a hero, son. It takes courage, being selfless, and having useful skills." Foghorn proudly said while raising his right fist in the air. "I can, I say, I can guarantee you those crooks won't stand a chance against the three of us!"
"Ugh… Fine!" the greedy bird exclaimed in annoyance after rolling his eyes. "You can come with us. But don't cause us trouble!"
"Glad you changed your mind!" the rooster enthusiastically exclaimed before the three of them left the sewers and went into Blackgate.
For the next several minutes, Daffy was rather annoyed. They kept looking for thugs to fight, but they always came across rooms where all the thugs present were unconscious.
"You gotta be kidding me! How can Batman take me seriously as a superhero if I don't fight enough bad guys?!" the duck loudly complained.
"Well, B-B-B-B-Batman very likely t-t-t-t-took care of all those in-in-in-inmates while we were listening to F-F-F-Foghorn's story." Porky said.
"Considering how long that story was to the point we fell asleep, that makes too much sense." Daffy said, frowning.
"I'm sorry for that, son. I did not, I say, I did not intend to cause you trouble with my story." The chicken sheepishly said.
"Ugh... Let's hope Bats left a few room of inmates for us." The duck said before turning a corner.
Right after turning the corner, he yelped in alarm when he arrived right in front of Batman, the latter glaring at the former. The greedy bird caught his breath before looking at the Dark Knight.
"You're supposed to be scaring criminals, not me!" Daffy complained.
"Hi! You must be the famous Batman!" Foghorn cheerfully said while extending his arm to shake the Caped Crusader's hand. "My name is…"
"I know who you are, Foghorn." Batman said.
Realizing that the hero from Gotham had no intention of shaking his hand, the rooster sheepishly lowered it.
"What are you three doing here?" the Dark Knight said to the Looney Tunes.
"I came here to bring justice to this place and prove that I'm worthy of being considered a superhero who's just as efficient as you are! And some of the inmates here already got a taste of my fists!" Daffy exclaimed.
"Wait… the one room where all the inmates were under that log…" the Caped Crusader began to say while arching an eyebrow.
"It was us. Well, except F-F-F-F-Foghorn. He j-j-j-just joined us." Porky said.
Batman sighed before looking at all three cartoon characters.
"I appreciate your help. But I won't need it to stop the Penguin." He told them.
"Oh, please! Let me help you!" the duck pleaded while dropping to his knees and clasping both hands together. "We could make one heck of team together!"
The Dark Knight glared at the greedy bird, who gulped in response.
"Listen carefully. There's only one room left and it's the warden's office. The warden is still there with the Penguin. Given you three's chaotic nature, you could easily put the warden in danger. If I agree to work with you three and the warden ends up being killed in the process, the consequences will be terrible for everyone involved." The Caped Crusader grimly said.
The three Looney Tunes looked at each other, for once taking this situation rather seriously and not joking around. After several seconds of consideration, they nodded to each other before looking back at the superhero.
"We understand the situation, but I say you should take that risk." Daffy said while standing up.
"I agree with D-D-D-Daffy. After all, the P-P-P-Penguin likely isn't used to c-c-c-c-cartoon characters like us." Porky said.
"He's right, Batman. We can, I say, we can use that to our advantage." Foghorn said.
The Caped Crusader looked at the three of them, thinking about it for several seconds before sighing.
"Alright. I have in mind a plan where your personal skills could be useful. However, you MUST follow my orders and take them seriously. Understood?" He asked in a very serious tone.
"You can count on us, Batman!" Daffy eagerly exclaimed. "So, what's the plan?"
Back in the warden's office, the Penguin was pacing, waiting for an answer from the cops about his demands after he called them earlier on. With every passing minute, he was getting more impatient. Suddenly, the top hat-wearing man was stopped in his train of thoughts when he heard someone knocking at the door.
"Who's there?" the Penguin asked, suspicious.
"I'm Kenneth, one of the inmates, Sir." Whoever knocked at the door said with his tough-sounding voice. "I've captured one of the prison guards and he's got some information you might find interesting."
The inmates inside the office looked at Cobblepot, who thought about it for several seconds before finally answering.
"Come here with your guard." The Penguin replied, while motioning one of the inmates to let them enter the office.
Soon after, Kenneth, who was bald, big and muscular, arrived with the prison guard, who was a man of regular size with black hair and wearing a prison guard uniform. The guard had his hands tied with rope in front of him and was being pushed by Kenneth until they were next to the umbrella user.
"So? What 'interesting' information do you have for me?" Cobblepot asked.
"Well, what I'm about to say, I'm only telling you because I don't want to get beaten up by Kenneth. I saw what he did to another guard and that terrified me." The guard said, shuddering.
"Get to the point and tell me what you know!" the Penguin exclaimed in annoyance.
"Very well." The guard said before clearing his throat. "There is a crate filled with nothing but gold bars. But it's hidden in a secret room within the prison that not even the warden or anyone else among the prison staff is aware of."
"And how are you aware of this information?" the top-hat wearing man asked, suspicious.
"That's because I'm the one who managed to put all those gold bars in that room in the first place. I stole them from some bank and that room was the only place where I could hide it. But unfortunately, Kenneth learned about my plan and forced me to come here and tell you all about it." He nervously explained.
"How can I be so sure that you're telling me the truth?" Cobblepot asked, still suspicious.
"Frankly, given how small your brain is, I have no idea if you're smart enough to figure out when someone is lying or not." The guard said in a snarky and confident way.
Snarling at that remark, the Penguin aimed his umbrella directly at the guard.
"You've got some nerves to insult me without any weapon to defend yourself!" he angrily said.
"Oh, no! Not an umbrella! I'm so afraid of those things that are only useful against rain!" the guard sarcastically exclaimed. "The only thing you can do with that is pay homage to Gene Kelly!"
"Very poor choice of last words." Cobblepot said, glaring at the guard.
BANG!
The Penguin shot the guard, who fell on his back. Suddenly, the top hat-wearing man noticed Kenneth cutting the rope that was on the warden's hands.
"You!" the umbrella user exclaimed while pointing his umbrella at the bald inmate, with the latter using his body to protect the warden and the rest of the inmates pointing their guns at Kenneth. "I knew something didn't feel right. You and that guard must have been crazy to think you could stand any chance against me!"
"Oh, but we're not crazy." Kenneth said. "We are, I say, we are rather… looney." He added in a Southern accent, smirking.
Kenneth grabbed his own face and removed it, revealing it to be a mask. The Penguin, the inmates, and even the warden were shocked to realize that it was none other than Foghorn Leghorn, who proceeded to remove the rest of his human costume. Cobblepot was speechless for several seconds before coming back to his senses.
"I've seen a lot of crazy stuff happening in this town, but this is the craziest by far!" the criminal angrily exclaimed.
He then heard some noises and turned around, noticing that the guard was not only still alive, but managed to remove the rope on his hands. After standing up, the guard removed his face, which was also just a mask, and revealed himself to be Daffy Duck as the Scarlet Pumpernickel, much to everyone except the rooster's shock.
"You've just wasted a bullet, Chilly Willy." Daffy said, smirking while removing the rest of his human costume as well.
The umbrella user snarled at that remark. Suddenly, the door was loudly slammed against the wall. The Penguin and the inmates turned around and their eyes widened in shock upon seeing Batman and Porky Pig.
"Batman!" Cobblepot angrily exclaimed.
He shot at the Dark Knight, who leapt out of the way alongside the pig. This was followed by the duck summoning the same boombox from earlier and using to play the same 'Nana nana nana nana' music.
"Here we go again! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo!" Daffy exclaimed while bouncing all around the room.
The inmates tried to shoot at the duck, but the latter was bouncing so fast that they always missed their shot.
"Stop shooting at him, you idiots!" the Penguin angrily exclaimed. "He can somehow survive bullets! Shoot Batman instead!"
Before the thugs could all aim their guns at the Caped Crusader, the latter threw multiple batarangs at their hands, causing the guns to be thrown in the air and land several feet away from them. Immediately after that, Foghorn, dressed like a janitor, used a broom to sweep the guns away and put them in a garbage can. He then grabbed the garbage can and threw it through the window, breaking it and making it impossible for the thugs to retrieve their weapons.
"Sorry, gentlemen, but your guns, I say, your guns decided to go on a long trip and you won't see them for a while." The chicken said while removing his janitor outfit.
"Our fists will do just fine." One of the inmates said, cracking his knuckles while he and the other inmates glared at the rooster.
Suddenly, Daffy appeared in front of that same inmate and punched him right in the face.
'POW!'
The inmate was knocked out and fell on his back.
"Alright! Who wants some!? I'm ready!" the duck exclaimed, ready to fight.
This was immediately followed by one of the thugs punching him so hard that his bill was spinning around his head. Daffy eventually managed to grab the bill and put it back to his face. He then summoned a baseball bat and used it to hit the thug who just punched him, sending the thug to land face-first on the wall.
'HOMERUN!'
All of sudden, another inmate grabbed the duck by his legs and smashed him against the nearby desk. The greedy bird felt dizzy afterwards before coming back to his senses. He summoned a pair of porcupines from his pocket and threw it at the thug's eyes.
'SPIKY!'
"OW! MY EYES!" the inmate yelled in pain.
He ran around the office, unable to see where he was going while trying to remove the porcupines stuck in his eyes until he accidentally bump his head against a bookshelf and knocked himself out. At the same time, two other inmates rushed towards Porky. The latter summoned a bucket filled with golf balls and emptied it on the floor. His two opponents ended up slipping on them, unable to keep their balance, and unintentionally leaving the office until they crashed into a wall.
'CRASH!'
Meanwhile, Foghorn, using his body to protect the warden, escorted the latter out of his office, as ordered by Batman earlier on.
"You are, I say, you are safe." The rooster said to the warden.
"Thanks!" the latter said before running away.
"You're welcome, son!"
Suddenly, another inmate punched the rooster right in the back, making him yell in pain.
"Hold on a second." Foghorn said, frowning at the inmate.
The chicken summoned an apple, tightly held it in his right hand and punched his opponent right in the face.
'BAM!'
The inmate landed on his back, feeling pain on his nose.
"It looks like you just received a 'fruit punch'." The rooster said in amusement. "HA! Get it? That's a joke, son!"
The inmate groaned some more.
"Hmm… I can't tell if he's groaning because I hit his face or because of my pun." Foghorn said to the readers. "Maybe both." He shrugged.
Back with Batman, the latter kept dodging the bullets shot at him by the Penguin. Eventually, the Dark Knight threw a batarang at Cobblepot's hands, making him drop the umbrella to the floor. The Caped Crusader then stepped on the umbrella to prevent his owner from retrieving it. This was followed by Batman punching his enemy hard enough to send him flying away and landing on the other side of the office's desk.
"It's over, Penguin." The superhero said, glaring while walking towards where the criminal was.
Suddenly, the Penguin stood up again, carrying another umbrella. This one was not a gun, but a sheath for a sword that the top hat-wearing man intended to use against his longtime nemesis.
"You spoke too soon, Dark Knight!" the criminal exclaimed, smiling evilly.
Cobblepot charged and kept swinging his sword at the Caped Crusader, who used the blades on his gloves to block each blow. Meanwhile, Daffy kept dodging punches from another thug. Eventually, the duck had enough and summoned a football.
"Here! Catch!" he exclaimed while throwing the ball to the thug.
The latter caught it, much to his confusion. All of sudden, four muscular football players appeared in the room and charged at the inmate, causing the latter to panic. He tried to throw the ball somewhere else, but it was too late and the four players all crushed him by tackling him to the floor.
'WHAM!'
The fight between Batman and the Penguin continued. After being unable to hit the Dark Knight with his sword, Cobblepot finally managed to land a hit on his opponent's right arm, making the latter wince in pain and kneel down. The criminal smiled evilly at what he did and immediately punched the Caped Crusader in the face before aiming his sword at his enemy's stomach. However, before he could hurt him, the Penguin felt someone taping on his left shoulder. Arching an eyebrow, he turned around and saw Daffy standing in front of him.
"You sir should be taught a lesson! I challenge you to a sword fight!" the duck exclaimed before slapping a glove on the criminal's face.
'SLAP!'
Cobblepot glared at the duck in response.
"I don't have time for this nonsense!" the Penguin angrily exclaimed.
"Well, I do!"
Daffy swung his sword at the criminal, who blocked it with his own. The two of them tightly held their sword. This was followed by them clashing their swords against each other repeatedly. After a while, Cobblepot swung his weapon at the duck's legs, who dodged it by jumping and landing on the desk. While standing on the latter, the greedy bird continued clashing his sword against the one belonging to his opponent.
"I gotta say there is some irony in me fighting a guy whose nickname is a bird. Is there a villain in Gotham named 'Hot-Dog' that Porky… uh I mean Andy, could fight?" Daffy asked.
"Stop talking, you annoying fowl!" the top-hat wearing man exclaimed in annoyance.
In a fit of rage, the Penguin managed to make the duck drop his sword by hitting his hand, with the cartoon character yelping in pain. Cobblepot then swung his sword at the greedy bird's legs, who fell on his back on the desk. This was followed by the criminal pointing his sword at the Looney Tune's face. Daffy smiled nervously at that, while his opponent smirked evilly.
"Let's see if a sword is just as ineffective as a bullet against you." The Penguin said.
Suddenly, Batman grabbed Cobblepot by the shoulder, turned him around and punched him hard enough in the face. The top hat-wearing man then landed a few feet away on his stomach. The hero from Gotham carefully approached him, only for his longtime enemy to pull a tiny gun from his top hat and aim it at the Dark Knight's face. Porky and Foghorn, who just finished dealing with some of the inmates, gasped upon seeing the Caped Crusader in danger.
"Gotcha!" Cobblepot exclaimed, grinning evilly.
However, right before the villain could pull the trigger, Daffy appeared right behind him and dropped a bust of William Shakespeare on his head.
'SMASH!'
This resulted in the Penguin being knocked out, ending the fight. Batman and the three Looney Tunes sighed in relief from all of this. Soon after, the duck turned off the boombox, stopping the music from playing.
"Victory, I say, victory is ours, my friends!" Foghorn proudly exclaimed.
"I'm s-s-s-sure glad t-t-t-t-this is over." Porky said while dusting himself off.
"So, what did you think of our performance, Bats?" Daffy asked the superhero, with hopeful eyes.
The Dark Knight looked at the pig and the rooster, who were also waiting for an answer, before looking back at the duck.
"I was hoping this would not be a mistake. Surprisingly… it wasn't." he replied.
Daffy gasped with joy upon hearing that, while Porky and Foghorn smiled at that.
Several minutes later, after putting some bandage on his arm, Batman contacted the cops, telling them that the Penguin was no longer a threat for the time being. Immediately after that, the Dark Knight noticed that Daffy was the only one among the three Looney Tunes to be missing.
"Where's Daffy?" he asked Porky and Foghorn.
"He d-d-d-d-decided to look for any remaining r-r-r-r-room where any armed inmate m-m-m-m-might still be t-t-t-t-there." The pig replied.
The Caped Crusader rubbed his forehead in annoyance.
"You two stay here and keep an eye on the Penguin and his henchmen. I'll go look for Daffy." The superhero told the two Looney Tunes, who both nodded before he left the office.
Meanwhile, Daffy was looking in every room, trying to find any inmate ready to fight.
"The Scarlet Pumpernickel continues his war against crime, ready to take on those who bring injustice to this world!" the duck exclaimed, narrating his situation.
Suddenly, he heard a woman screaming. With determination, the bird headed towards the room where he heard that scream. Right after arriving next to said room, he took a peek and saw a large and muscular inmate who was about to attack a woman. The latter had long brown hair, was wearing a prison guard uniform, and had her legs stuck underneath some debris.
"Please! Leave me alone!" the woman exclaimed, panicking.
"Fear not, dear lady!" Daffy exclaimed while entering the room. "The Scarlet Pumpernickel is here to save the day!"
Both the woman and the inmate looked confused upon seeing the Looney Tune. The inmate shook his head and came back to his senses before menacingly facing the duck and cracking his knuckles.
"Unfortunately for you, it looks like duck season is open." The thug said, smirking evilly.
"You seem rather confident that you're gonna win this fight. But I'll have you know that I'm unbeatable, big guy!"
Suddenly, the inmate grabbed Daffy by the neck and lifted him up. The bird smiled nervously at that.
"You certainly look squishable." The thug said as he continued to smirk.
All of sudden, the inmate felt someone tapping on his left shoulder. He turned around and, much to his shock, the duck was standing right behind him, waving at him while grinning.
"Wait a minute…" the criminal said, confused before looking back to his hand.
Much to his horror, he realized that he was no longer holding Daffy, but a large dynamite stick that was lit. Before he could get the opportunity of throwing it away…
'BOOM! '
The inmate was covered in ashes and fell to the floor, unconscious. Daffy made a heroic pose in response before coming next to the woman.
"Hold on a second. I'll get your legs out of that." He said to reassure her.
Using all of his strength, the duck removed the debris on top of her legs and caught his breath afterwards. The prison guard stood up and smiled at him.
"Thank you. You saved my life." She said, grateful.
"Oh, it was nothing, really. I'm just doing my job. Although, I certainly wouldn't be against a reward of any kind." The bird said, trying to be as humble as he could.
"Well, it is an honor to meet Daffy Duck. I grew up watching your cartoons." The woman said, smiling. "May I have an autograph?"
"Of course!" Daffy eagerly replied while summoning a sheet of paper and a pen. "So, what's your name?" he asked without looking at her.
"Ima."
"Last name?"
"Fool."
"Right. Ima Fool…" the duck said before arching an eyebrow at the name he just heard. "Wait a minute… Are you mocking me or…?"
He turned around only to yelp upon seeing the woman swinging a giant wooden mallet at him, hitting his head.
KAPOW!
Upon getting hit by the mallet, Daffy was incredibly dizzy, having a hard time standing up until he fell to the floor, unconscious with several tiny birds flying above his head in a circle. Immediately after that, the woman was grinning evilly while removing her brown wig, revealing herself to have blond hair instead. Then, she woke up the inmate by poking his face several times in a row, who stood up and smirked at the unconscious Looney Tune.
"Here's your money." She said in a New Jersey accent while tossing several dollar bills from her pocket to the thug. "Ya did a good job."
"If you say so." He said while putting the amount in his pocket. "I'm surprised your plan worked."
"I had no doubt it was gonna work. And I'm sure Mistah J is gonna love it!" she said while grinning evilly at the knocked out duck.
Daffy gradually opened his eyes as he woke up after being knocked unconscious earlier that night. His vision was blurry for several seconds. However, when everything became clear, he was horrified upon seeing the Joker grinning evilly at him.
"Wakey-wakey, little Daffy!" the clown said in a sinister sing-song tone.
"AAAAAH!" the duck screamed in horror.
The latter looked around at his new surroundings. He was strapped to an operating table, with his hands above his head. He was currently in a large room whose walls were made of bricks. Several crates were all over the room. And next to the Joker, there was a metallic device that looked like a giant syringe. The Looney Tune smiled nervously at the clown.
"This is not a dream, is it?" the bird asked, fearing the answer to his question.
"That is correct. It's not a dream, my little bird!" the Joker enthusiastically exclaimed.
"But wait a minute! Shouldn't you be in Arkham Asylum?" Daffy asked, arching an eyebrow.
"You seem to be unaware of all the numerous times I was able to escape that place. And this time was about as easy as most of the other times!" the criminal proudly exclaimed. "You see, after our first encounter, I decided to find some way to meet you again. After I escaped, I figured that since you were with Batman the other day, the best way to meet you would be to find Batsy! I waited for some major crime that would get his attention. And tonight, when the news reported that Penguin took over Blackgate, I thought it was the best opportunity! Therefore, I decided to send to Blackgate my most loyal second-in-command."
The Joker smirked before pointing to his right. Suddenly, the same woman that Daffy met in Blackgate appeared. However, her entire appearance was different. She had white makeup on her face, a black domino mask, and red lipstick. She was also wearing a red and black skintight jester outfit, which included a cap 'n bells whose left and right sides were black and red respectively, a white collar with six bells dangling from it (three on the front of her body and three on her back), white puffy wristbands, a black left glove, a red right glove, a red left shoe, and a black left shoe. The upper left side of her outfit was red, while the upper right side was black. Regarding the lower side, it was the opposite. Her outfit also included several lozenges printed on it that were either black or red depending on their emplacement.
"Allow me to introduce you to Harley Quinn!" the clown exclaimed as he continued to point at her.
"Ta-da!" Harley enthusiastically exclaimed while raising her arms in the air.
She came closer to Daffy and grinned at him, which weirded him out.
"Once I got there, I managed to sneak in without the cops or the inmates noticing my presence." The henchwoman said. "I stole the uniform to some prison guard and convinced some inmate to help me in exchange for money. I just needed to wait for the right moment where ya would be alone and I was lucky enough for that to happen." She said before turning her head towards the Joker. "That was a great idea I had. Right, Puddin'?"
"Of course, Harley! I knew you were the right person to accomplish that task!" the clown enthusiastically replied, which made Harley squee.
"So… What are you planning to do to me?" Daffy nervously asked.
"Well, to be honest… I'm a big fan of your work, Daffy!" the Joker replied in excitement.
This answer got the duck's interest, who seemed less nervous than before.
"Really?" he asked, intrigued.
"Yes, really! Your shorts are classic masterpieces of comedy! And as a clown, they certainly appeal to me." The clown replied, grinning.
"Oh, well, it certainly is nice to meet any of my fans." Daffy said, chuckling. "You have good tastes. That's for certain."
"And hearing that from you is an honor. In fact, you served as a major inspiration in my life."
"Now, THAT'S the kind of praise I like to hear." The cartoon character said with a smug smile. "What exactly has my work inspired you to do?"
"Oh, you know, I do stuff like shaking someone's hand with an electric joy buzzer, or using bombs similar to the ones from your cartoons."
"Attaboy, Joker!" the duck proudly exclaimed.
"I'm glad to hear you say that! Your work has certainly been an inspiration for a lot of the hilarious murders I've committed over the years, if not the majority of them!" the Joker joyfully said.
"Yeah! That's the spirit!" the Looney Tune cheerfully exclaimed.
Suddenly, Daffy's face went from being cheerful to being concerned over what he just heard.
"Wait… You murder people? And I'M your inspiration for that?" the duck nervously asked.
"Of course, I murder people! I'm the Joker after all. One of the most infamous murderers of all time! And you're not the only one to inspire me, but also practically the rest of the Looney Tunes." The villain replied.
"Okay, now THAT'S just going TOO far!" the bird angrily exclaimed, frowning at the clown. "Look, when me and my pals hurt each other, we do that only to entertain people watching our cartoons who needed a laugh after a rough day or something. It's all part of the show. We would never go so far as to actually KILL people for realsies!"
Upon hearing this, the Joker gasped and looked upset.
"You mean… you don't approve of my work?"
"Absolutely not!" Daffy snapped at him.
The clown gasped once more and melodramatically covered his forehead with the back of his left hand.
"Oh, what a terrible thing to hear!" the Joker melodramatically said. "Hum… the violin, Harley." He whispered to his second-in-command.
Harley started playing some sad music on a violin while her boss continued to act like if he was a character in a soap opera who just learned they were betrayed by their dearest friend.
"This is most unfortunate! Here I am confessing to my idol how much of an inspiration he's been to me… and he's now treating me like a bag of trash!" the villain exclaimed in a sad tone.
The clown even went so far as to pretend he was crying while blowing on some handkerchief from his pocket. After putting it back in his pocket, the Joker continued to look sad while Harley gradually stopped playing the violin.
"This really puts me in such a sad mood." The villain said, continuing to look sad. "But you know what always cheers me up?"
He turned around and smirked evilly at Daffy.
"Causing pain to others!" the Joker cheerfully exclaimed.
The duck gulped upon hearing this.
"And… What exactly do you have in mind?" the Looney Tune nervously asked.
"Well, you and your friends are apparently able to survive everything. We should test that."
The clown motioned Harley to turn on the device that looked like a giant syringe. She turned it on by pulling down some switch attached to it, revealing it to be able to shoot a laser on the operating table, which gradually came closer to hitting Daffy's body.
"Oh, great! That Goldfinger situation!" the duck exclaimed in annoyance. "I think I should be able to survive that."
"But I'm not planning to kill you. I'm planning to cause you so much pain and push you over the limits of what you can suffer through that it'll be seen as a fate worse than death to you." the Joker asked, smirking sinisterly. "And that laser is JUST for starters."
"Oh, well, in that case…" the bird calmly said before panicking. "HEEEEEELP!" he yelled, struggling to get himself free.
"Hahahahahahaha! HAAAA! HAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!" the clown laughed evilly at this situation.
Oh, no! It looks like the Scarlet Pumpernickel is in trouble! Will he be able to get out of this deadly or very likely not-so-deadly situation? Could this be the end of our fearless feathered friend? Or is he panicking for absolutely no reason? Tune in next time! Same duck-hour, same duck-channel!
End of chapter.
I had to make a cliffhanger in the style of the 1966 Batman TV series. I just HAD to.
Foghorn calling himself Kenneth is a reference to the late Kenny Delmar, whose radio character, Senator Claghorn, served as a direct inspiration for Foghorn himself.