AN: I'll let your imaginations decide if the song is…erm…accurate. I don't really want to know, thanks.
The Puppeteer Patient 120402-'Realise' is acceptable, actually. UK vs. US spelling, is all-think 'color' and 'colour'. (I was raised with both, hence the mixture at times.)
Just-Me-and-My-Brain-Technically, he's only died once. The title is just me being lazy and needing something besides 'one shot collection'. :P I do have one somewhere though...I'll see if I can find it.
"JON-NY BOY!"
The door flew open. He looked up and promptly wished he hadn't.
"What do you want, Joker."
"To show you the new surprise I got for Batsy."
Harley squeaked. That never boded well.
"I'm busy. Come back later."
"I'm already he-ere."
"Regardless."
Unsurprisingly, the Joker paid no nevermind.
"Harley!"
She'd brought a tape deck. Why had she brought a tape deck?
She set it down, turned it on…and AC/DC's 'Big Balls' blared forth. No. No. Not today. Not ever, if he had a say.
"Get out of my lab!"
The Joker bared yellow teeth, put his hands in his pockets, and spread his arms, taking his coat with them.
He got about two seconds' worth of a look before squeezing his eyes shut, but those two seconds were more than enough.
The Joker, somehow, had gotten hold of a thong with the Bat-signal on it.
He would never be able to unsee this.
Never.
THE END