I never created Batman TAS.
Confusion appeared in Sewer King's eyes when two pet alligators ceased wandering by his sides.
After he looked ahead, he squinted. Sewer King never heard any footsteps. He wondered if there were trespassers under the streets.
Worry replaced confusion. Then again, the alligators were usually willing to protect him from enemies.
Sewer King recalled his pets always tensing and snarling. Attacking anyone wishing to harm him. Snapping at them.
Pursuing them.
Sewer King started to wonder if his past was going to haunt him sooner or later.
''I remember picking many pockets recently. Yes. Yes. Yes. Picking a man's pocket. The man attacking me. Pursuing me into a sewer.''
Sewer King smiled after he turned to the alligators.
''You protected me by snapping near the cruel man. You caused him to flee,'' Sewer King said.
One frown began to replace Sewer King's smile the minute the alligators turned and fled. He tilted his head to the side after a raccoon appeared. He viewed it wandering past him. Sewer King started to blink in disbelief.
THE END