The next night, the duo accompanied Terry to that techno-dance club.

"This is so pointless." Cherry muttered almost in a way that could rival Raven of the Teen Titans.

"Ain't everything?" Lionel replied.

"You got me there..." Cherry had to admit. "I guess we'll join the kids..." she then rolled her eyes as she said though, making herself sound old.

Lionel smirked, going with her to join them. Cherry walked in with Lionel as the music boomed in the background while Terry wandered on his own.

"Seems innocent enough so far..." Cherry said while looking around because she knew something would go wrong pretty fast.

Terry found his girlfriend Dana and started dancing with her...until two identical-looking girls approached.

"Hey!" Dana pouted as she was shoved away. She was about to go back to Terry, only to be grabbed by Ghoul.

Terry saw that, shoving the identical girls aside and went to go after Dana to save her.

"All the boys love us," the first twin commented. "We're trouble on the double!" they both said at once.

Lionel's eyes widened. "It's the Dee Dees!"

"Of course they are." Cherry almost deadpanned, though it was most of she should've expected that and not bashing against Bat-Mite for what he said.

"Then let's deal with 'em!" Lionel nodded, dashing into the fray.

"You're both dead." Cherry threatened.

"Bring it, Grandma." The twins taunted.

"NOBODY CALLS MY GIRLFRIEND A GRANDMA!" Lionel growled.

"Oh, is that a problem?" One of the twins smirked.

"She said it." The other twin also smirked, pointing to her sister.

"I don't care..." Lionel growled, throwing down a smoke bomb and turning into Bat-Mite. "Who said it... You're both gonna get it!"

The twins simply smirked and soon did cartwheels before they both kicked him down.

"You shouldn't have done that, you Clones." Cherry stoically stated.

"Yeah, cuz you can knock me down if ya want, but won't do any good!" Bat-Mite added, before turning into a giant monster and roaring loudly.

"Ooh, a big bad scary monster~" The Dee Dee twins cooed.

Cherry soon grabbed them both by their hair and knocked their heads against each other from right behind them, now turning into LG after a quick costume change.

"Yeah, I'm big, I'm bad, and I'm MAD AS HELL!" Bat-Mite roared.

The rest of the Jokerz soon came into the scene.

"Waitaminute...what are they doin' here?" Bat-Mite wondered.

"I knew it!" LG glared, shaking her fist. "You clowns are dead and going straight back to the sewer where you belong!"

As Bat-Mite attacked them, he said, "What're you clowns doing here? What business do you have here?" he growled at the twins.

"It's all part of a special plan." The Dee Dees smirked.

Woof soon came out and tackled Bat-Mite.

"Stupid mutt," Bat-Mite growled, electrocuting him. He sighed. "...What do you two want from me?"

"Ah, nothing too important, just a certain old friend wants to see you again after so long." Dee Dee replied innocently.

"Gee, I'm SO honored." Bat-Mite snorted, rolling his eyes.

"Oh, you will be, and so will he." Dee Dee smirked.

Bat-Mite glared, swiping at them with his claws. The Dee Dee twins backed off, but they giggled to Bat-Mite.

"Annoying brats." Bat-Mite snarled.

Cherry soon whacked the Dee Dee twins, knocking them out with a frying pan and they both landed on top of each other. "How's that for a grandma?" she then mocked.

"Nice moves!" Bat-Mite nodded.

"Thanks," Cherry replied. "I guess it's true what they say. A frying pan is perfect as both a weapon and a cooking utensil."

"Plenty of cartoons have taught us THAT." Lionel nodded.

"Ah, thank you." Cherry bowed with her frying pan.

A lava lamp soon appeared to be tilting and was about to fall and crash over. Lionel quickly rushed over to hold it up. Cherry stepped out of the way and looked over with him. Eventually, he managed to push it back into place.

"That was close." Cherry said thankfully.

"I could've done that." Terry said.

"Well, why didn't ya, sonny?" Cherry teased.

"Rule number one: try to keep up with the classics, rookie." Bat-Mite replied.

"Hmph." Terry huffed to them.

"But wait... What did the Jokerz want here?" asked Bat-Mite.

"Ah, yeah," Cherry smirked. "Interrogation time."

The group soon tried to get away.

"Ah-ah-ah, no you don't!" Bat-Might snapped, trapping them. "What did you little delinquents even WANT here?"

"What's it to ya?" Ghoul replied, sassily.

"What it IS, is my business," Bat-Might snapped. "And if YOU don't tell, well...I suppose I could just toss your miserable bodies from the roof."

"You wouldn't dare!" Ghoul sneered.

"Try me! Do you KNOW who I am, punk?" Bat-Mite growled in a deep tone.

Cherry stood beside him with crossed arms. The Dee Dee twins gasped before growling to Cherry.

"You better talk... Unless ya punks feel lucky." Cherry replied.

"Well...do ya...punk? I'm the kinda nightmare that makes you wake up screaming in the dead of night for your mother!" Bat-Mite snarled.

"No way!" Ghoul replied.

"Last chance!" Cherry called out. "Don't make me get inside your head!"

"What, you want proof?" Bat-Mite asked. "Guess we'll be going up to the roof, then..."

The Jokerz rolled their eyes at first, but now looked horrified as they were on the roof like in the threat.

"Now let's see if clowns can fly!" Bat-Mite snickered. "Ready to talk?"

"YOU'RE INSANE!" Ghoul cried out. "Fine!"

"This coming from the group inspired by a clown?" Bat-Mite snapped. "Okay then, piggy; best get to squealing."

"Ugh... Fine... We'll tell ya..." Ghoul groaned.

"Then TELL!" Bat-Mite replied. "Before I get impatient!"

"What do you think? We're doing our job." Ghoul replied.

"And what would THAT be?" asked Bat-Mite.

"Take care of ya and your old bat." Ghoul huffed.

"Old...bat...SHIT ON A BRICKHOUSE!" Bat-Mite swore. "The little delinquents were a distraction!"

"Somehow, I'm not surprised." Cherry muttered as she felt like she should've expected that.

"We gotta GO, pronto!" Bat-Mite shouted.

"Can we go now?" The Dee Dee twins asked.

"Oh, you can GO, alright...TO THE SLAMMER!" Bat-Mite grinned, showing his rows of sharp teeth.

The Dee Dee twins let out yelps.

"I'm sure a certain woman in your lives would love to hear about this." Cherry smirked to them.

"Yeah! She is gonna be PISSED! I bet she grounds the both of ya! And the lot of you will probably get sent to juvie!" Bat-Mite grinned.

The Dee Dee twins glanced to each other.

"Now then, off you go... Until you get grounded for eternity." Cherry gave a malicious smirk.

Bat-Might glanced at her. "Time to go, LG. We gotta hurry, fast!" he explained.

"Fair enough," Cherry replied. "Let's hit the road then."

Bat-Mite picked her up with his talons, and they headed back to Wayne Manor with Terry.

"See ya!" Cherry called out to the Jokerz.

"Wouldn't wannabe ya!" Bat-Mite added.

Eventually, they arrived in the Batcave.

"Oh, no..." Lionel gasped, looking at the place.

"Whoa..." Cherry frowned. "I feel like my inner child's been kicked."

There seemed to be graffiti of 'HA'S' everywhere along with some clown cards. No points for guessing who could had done this.

"Bruce? Are you in here?" Cherry called out before running inside of the Bat Cave.

"Bruce! BRUCE!" yelled Lionel, before seeing the blood-red HA on the wall. "Oh, please, God, no..." he gasped.

Cherry soon found Bruce and rushed to him before turning his body around to show a manic grin as he had been struck by the Joker himself.

"HOLY SHIT!" Lionel gasped. "Is...is he...?"

"Please... No..." Cherry begged.

"Guys?" A voice asked before they turned to see that it was Terry.

"Terry? Trust me when I say you don't wanna see this..." Lionel replied, before feeling a pulse.

"Lionel, please tell me he isn't... Dead..." Cherry begged as Bruce was like a second father to her.

"No... Not yet; he's alive, but... Just barely," Lionel replied, a ghost of a smile appearing. "We'll need to get the antidote to him."

Cherry shivered slightly in concern. Bruce was soon heard laughing, but it was against his will until he tried to point to a table for them to go to.

"That must be where the antidote is!" Lionel realized. "We gotta get it!"

"Come on, we gotta help him!" Cherry replied as she rushed over before holding her stomach. "Ooh... I think I ate too much or something..." she then said, a little woozy from running.

Lionel helped her up as they walked to the table to get the antidote; afterwards, they went back and gave Bruce the antidote.

"Oh... Bruce..." Cherry said, sounding emotional.

The antidote was soon injected and Bruce let out a gasp before he seemed to pass out briefly.

"We gotta get him upstairs and to a hospital, pronto." Terry explained, as Lionel tried to hold back his tears.

"Please... Just let him live..." Cherry said.

"He mean a lot to you, huh?" Terry asked.

"He's basically like my second father." Cherry replied.

"Not to mention he's the one dude I looked up to the most..." Lionel added. "I based my entire alter ego on Batman, but Bruce was who I looked up to; if anything happened to him..."

"I'm sure he'll be all right." Terry said to them.

"If we're lucky..." Lionel replied.

They soon moved Bruce and called the hospital right away. After Bruce had been taken to the hospital, Lionel flopped down on the ground and started chugging a beer. Cherry came to see a doctor as she had a strange feeling and decided to get it checked out.