The heroes soon went for the laboratory with Ace on their side since Terry wanted him there.
"Alright... The final showdown is at hand..." Lionel smirked.
"This is going to get really juicy." Cherry smirked back to him.
"Let's make it a good one!" Lionel added.
"All right, here we go. There's Drake." Terry pointed out for them.
"Okay!" Lionel nodded.
"Okay, I think we're all set." Cherry said to Lionel and Terry.
Ace barked and panted.
"Shh." Cherry reminded the Bat Hound.
"Quiet, boy." Lionel advised.
Ace soon calmed down the best that he could.
Terry leapt down from the rafters and approached Tim. "Drake... I know you're the connection to the Joker." he explained.
Tim didn't seem to react or notice them.
"Don't pretend you didn't hear me," Terry glared, reaching out only for Tim to disappear which only meant one thing. "Hologram!"
"Slag!" Lionel swore, as a laser gate appeared and a projector screen popped up. On it, Joker blew a noisemaker.
"You guessed it, Batfake!" he grinned. "The disgruntled Mr. Drake is INDEED in my employ; took him a few years, but he finally figured out who ran the real winning team."
"Liar!" Lionel shouted. "Tim would NEVER work for a scumbag like you willingly!"
"Ah, your boyfriend sounds so sure of himself, Baby Bat." Joker mocked Cherry.
"INFIDEL!" Cherry snarled.
"Aaaaanywho, this is one of Uncle Sam's orbiting defense satellites. Hyperion-class, laser-armed. Handy little gadget for shooting down unfriendly missiles...or giving someone a world-class hotfoot." Joker continued. "Think of it as urban tagging on a global scale, reminding all that THIS is Joker territory. You're welcome to try and stop it, but I'm not taking bets on that happening any time soon. Toodles!" And then, he was gone.
"Time to go!" Terry decided as he flew up, but the laser defense system zapped him, knocking him down, then he and the others had to dodge laser fire from the rest of the grid. Eventually, Terry managed to take the grid out, and the trio escaped to the Batwing.
"I'll have his head!" Cherry scowled about the Joker. "This I swear!"
Terry put up a map on his screen. It targeted the "Jolly Jack Candy Factory" at 691 Broome St.
"Abandoned candy factory... Of course," Lionel remarked. "Yo Bruce, think we got something. Download this transmission & tell Gordon to have her men at that address."
Suddenly, the screen went squirmy, and Joker's ugly mug replaced the map. "Aren't you the nasty tattletales? Ratting me out before I've had my fun! Papa spa~nk!" he waved a finger at them, before they suddenly noticed a light hovering over them.
"That light... It's the freakin' super-laser!" Lionel gulped, sweat running down his face.
"I feel sick now..." Cherry grumbled.
The light continued to follow them as they rode off down the road with seemingly no escape. And they subsequently had to dodge the series of laser-blasts that followed them, causing massive amounts of property damage in the process. Ace let out a small whimper from that.
"THIS IS CRAZY!" Cherry yelped. "I can't do this anymore! I'm a mother for pony's sake!"
Joker laughed all the while, until he began to sweat. "Whew...I'd better sit down before I bust a gut. Catch ya later, kiddo!" he remarked before he shut off the transmission and the laser.
Lionel cracked his neck. "Then let's go make sure our kid lives to see their first birthday." And like a bullet, Terry flew the Batwing to the factory.
Unfortunately, Chucko was on the roof, and he fired a bazooka at the Batwing. But Lionel just caught it in his mouth, and spat it right back at him, causing the bazooka to blow up, knocking him over. As soon as the Wing landed, the trio stepped out, but were quickly confronted by Woof.
"Ace. SIC 'IM, BOY!" Lionel snapped, and the dog lunged at Woof, barking furiously.
Ace soon snarled and came towards Woof. Woof growled as he didn't find Ace to be much of a threat at first. Ace soon attacked and bit Woof on the arm.
"Good Bat Dog." Cherry smirked.
Woof soon ran off, and Ace tore off behind him. Ghoul was right behind them, but Lionel gut-punched him.
"Nice hit." Terry smirked to Lionel.
"Thanks!" Lionel replied, as the Dee-Dee twins backflipped into battle.
"Hello, TweedleDum and TweedleDumber." Cherry greeted the twins.
The twins growled and rushed them as Lionel snapped his fingers, turning the trio invisible. Lionel then smirked as he shoved one of the twins, causing them to begin shoving each other.
"Watch it!"
"You watch it!"
The Dee Dee twins were then knocked into each other, falling onto the floor.
"It's them!" Dee Dee 1 glared as she stood up with her sister.
"Well-well, I guess you AREN'T as dim as you look!" Lionel chuckled.
The Dee Dee twins smirked to each other before rushing over.
"Back so soon? Why don't you guys have a nice TRIP?!" Cherry replied before opening a box filled with marbles scattering on the floor.
The two girls slipped and slid on the marbles until they fell over.
"You two seem to have lost your marbles, so why don't you have some of mine?" Lionel smirked down to them.
The Dee Dee twins looked up and glared.
"Hello." Cherry smirked.
The twins then ran up to her until she soon teleported away, using some magic she hadn't used in many years.
"Goodbye." Cherry smirked as she made them clonk into each other.
The twins then turned to Lionel, and began to rush him, until he leapt into the air.
"Whoa...I didn't know he could fly!" they remarked.
"Nah. Jump Good!" Lionel chuckled.
"Double down." Terry smirked to that.
"Right on that, dude!" Lionel grinned as he landed back on the ground.
"Come on, this way." Terry said.
Cherry and Lionel then came with him as they came into a hole that was a new doorway now. They soon dropped down and explored the abandoned factory as it was quite creepy to look at.
"Lovely playroom... You getting this, BW?" asked Lionel as he glanced around.
"I see it," Bruce replied. "You keep your eyes open for the Joker."
"I won't let you down." Cherry promised her godfather.
They kept walking around until they found someone who seemed to be on the floor.
"Tim!" Lionel realized as they ran over.
"Get up, Drake." Terry ordered as Tim regained consciousness.
"Ugh... What?" Tim groaned as he rubbed his head. "Who is it?"
"Where's the Joker?" Terry demanded to know.
"Joker?" Tim asked, a bit clueless at first.
"Drop the act. I know you're working for him." Terry retorted.
"No. Joker's gone. I dunno where he is, really." Tim replied.
"Hmm..." Cherry glanced at Tim, looking into his eyes.
Tim looked back into hers.
"He seems to be telling the truth," Cherry said. "Bruce? You got a second opinion?"
"The suit sensors aren't picking up any pulse fluctuations," Bruce replied. "He's telling the truth."
"I don't do this anymore," Tim explained as he stumbled over. "I have a home and family. I gave this up years ago. Kid stuff, that's all it was. Oh, God...I killed him. Every night I close my eyes, I still see his dead smile...every night, the dreams get stronger." he began clutching his sweaty head. "I see him, laughing at me, telling me I'm just as bad as he is!"
"I'm calling an ambulance." Terry replied.
"No...I'm alright. Forgive me, Terry. Just a lot of bad memories twisting inside me like bad oysters..." Tim sighed.
Terry blinked. "How do you know my name?" he asked.
"There's nothing about you I don't know, Batfake," Tim smirked as he threw a device at Terry that became a claw which clamped down and zapped Terry. "Have a time-out, kid. Can't letcha spoil the party too soon," he sneered. "And Bruce? I'm sure you've got your errand boys wired. Peachy, cuz I want ya to see every minute of this-it's a killer." He began to clutch his head as he laughed, growing more and more manic, His skin turned pale-white, his nose became long and pointy, and he began to take a familiar form.
"My God... He's turning into A WERE-JOKER!" Lionel gasped.
"Lionel?!" Cherry sweat-dropped as that was as crazy as 'Plant-zoids' that time they had to help out Harley Quinn with Poison Ivy.
"No, seriously!" Lionel replied frantically.
"Ooh, I NEVER get tired of that!" Joker cackled as he tossed the labcoat aside.
"Bah!" Cherry glared. "I should've known!"
"You're a little off your game, aren't you, Baby Bat?" Joker mocked.
"Drake... You're the Joker?" asked Terry.
Joker scoffed. "That flabby oaf doesn't even realize I'm using him as a timeshare. Beneath this puckish exterior lies the mind of a genius, years ahead of my time!" he replied.
"More like a hack with his head up his ass..." Lionel retorted.
"Oh, you're very sassy," Joker smirked. "In the weeks young Robin was under my tutelage, I used him as a subject of my greatest experiment. Utilizing cutting-edge genetics technology, which I had pinched here and there, I encoded my DNA on a microchip, and set it into bird-boy's birdbrain!"
"You are insane!" Cherry replied.
"You're just now noticing this?" Joker smirked, pinching her cheek a bit. "I think you need to retire with Goddaddy Batsy."
"Go sit on a cactus, you bastard!" Lionel scowled.
"Ah, no thank you, I'm enjoying what I'm doing right now, thank you," Joker smiled evilly. "Everything that was me has been a-sleeping all comfy and cozy, inside Tim Drake's subconscious. At first, I had to limit the time I spent in Drake's body. He's not aware of what I do, chalking up any lingering memories to bad dreams. If his family misses him, I simply call wifey and tell her: 'I'm working late, honey'."
Cherry's eyes widened in surprise to the voice change as she wasn't expecting that.
"Damn..." Lionel grumbled.
"The changes come at will now, and soon, I'll be strong enough to live in this body permanently," Joker grinned as he looked victorious. "Mr. J's on the rebound, baby! My comeback party's gonna set the whole town on fire!" he soon went to a keyboard and began to type something in as something launched from right behind Cherry, Terry, and Lionel.
The large object shot a beam into space, which activated the satellite laser.
"You sick little monkey!" Cherry glared as she stood up before groaning slightly as she held her stomach. "Ooh... I think I got up too fast."
"Easy, LG." Lionel replied as he helped her up.
"So where should I make Ground 0?" Joker asked. "Gotham General, where our hero's dear little Dana is recuperating? Or here, in the happy garden of Mrs. Mary McGinnis? I always think it adds resonance to a hero to have some defining element of tragedy in his background, don't you?"
Terry growled.
"Ah... But the one-and-only kick-off point must be Stately Wayne Manor. Gone in a flash before Brucey can hustle the pipsqueaks to safety or mount a rescue!" Joker grinned. "Don't worry, though...I'll be hitting those other spots soon enough."
Lionel's eyes widened. Selina...LJ...Zofia! he realized. "You scum-sucking BASTARD!" he yelled. "YOU EVEN TOUCH THAT BUTTON, AND I'LL CRACK YOUR SKULL LIKE AN EGG!"
Joker merely smirked. "Adios, Brucey... I guess I should salute you all as worthy adversaries and all that, but the truth is, I really did hate your guts," he then told them before blowing them a raspberry. "What about it, gang? Any last words for the old Batfart with the brats you've spawned with Cat Lady babysitting them for ya?"
"Yeah... See ya next Fall!" Cherry glared before tripping him by kicking his legs.
Joker yelped and fell on the floor from that.
"Sic him!" Cherry commanded which then summoned Ace.
And Scrappy was with him. "PUPPY POWER, PUNK!" he yelled as he proceeded to beat up on Joker while Ace ripped off the electrocuting device from Terry's arm.
"Scrappy, I never thought I'd be so happy to see you in all of my life." Cherry said to the Great Dane puppy who was all grown up.
"Likewise!" Scrappy nodded.
"Ace, come!" Cherry called out.
Ace soon rushed over to help them out of their traps, growling a bit viciously because of The Joker.
"Keep your guard up, man!" Scrappy nodded.
Ace seemed to salute his fellow canine. Scrappy nodded as he continued beating up on the Joker. The Joker grinned and soon took out a strong electrical buzzer and shocked Scrappy on impact.
"GYAAAAAAAH!" Scrappy cried out as he was thrown back by the force of the zap. He was a bit shaken up, but he managed to get back to his feet.
"You okay, Scraps?" Cherry asked him.
"Yeah... Just a little singed..." Scrappy coughed.
"End of the line, Snoopy and Scooby Don't." Joker smirked to Ace and Scrappy.
"HEY, YOU!" Lionel yelled, throwing a fireball at Joker. "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY DOGS!"
The Joker looked over before yelping slightly and ducking away from the fireball.
"I got lots more where that came from!" Lionel snapped.
The Joker growled from that.
"Joker, this ends now, I have to end this chapter of you ruining my life." Cherry glowered towards the clown.
"Same here! Your evil ends tonight!" Lionel added.
Cherry growled and soon lunged out for the Joker like she was a lioness who had captured her prey, knocking his joy buzzer right off of his finger. The resulting shock shut off the laser system, causing the satellite to fire a beam right into the city.
"Oh, good. The beam's headed HERE!" Joker remarked. "Now I gotta start ALL over again. Thanks for wreckin' everything, Baby Bat. See you around."
"I'd rather never see you again." Cherry growled menacingly.
"Hold it!" Terry snapped, grabbing Joker.
"Smarten up, rookie; GAME'S OVER!" Joker yelled.
"Wake up, stupid. THIS AIN'T A GAME!" Lionel growled. "This time, we play for keepsies."
"Funny guy." Joker smirked.
"Can't say the same for you." Terry retorted.
Joker socked Terry in the gut and threw the trio into a table.
"You're outta your league, kiddies; I know every trick the old Batman & Robin knew in their day." Joker remarked.
"You also tried to brainwash my friend into being one of yours before you took Tim away!" Cherry glared.
"You should really join the dark side like your aunt." Joker smirked.
"Take your dark side and shove it up your ass!" Lionel snarled, conjuring another fireball.
"Maybe, but you don't know anything about me." Terry remarked.
"YOU?!" Joker snorted. "What's to KNOW?! You're a punk; a rank amateur! A costumed errand-boy taking orders from a senile old man, a pipsqueak, and a little girl. Still, if it's a whoopin' you're wantin'..." he rolled up his sleeves and put up his dukes.
Just then, Terry raced towards the door. "That's right: better to run and save yourself," Joker smirked, before Terry closed the door and broke off the lever.
"Simply ensuring we don't get interrupted," Lionel replied. "Now... Let's dance, Krusty."
Terry lunged at Joker and knocked him over; the Clown Prince of Crime spotted a pipe and tried to hit him, but Terry just leapt over, and Lionel blocked the thrown pipe which would've most-likely hit him. Just when Joker was about to use this opportunity to punch him, Cherry popped up and tried to punch him, but Joker just elbowed her in the chin, then Lionel tango-spun her out of the way.
"Y'know, it's too bad I have to kill you!" The Joker called out. "With the right amount of conditioning, you would've made an excellent new Harley! Just hafta dye your pigtails red and blue, replace the mallet with a baseball bat, get some REALLY short-shorts, pair of fishnet stockings, and voila! Daddy's Li'l Monster!"
Lionel smirked darkly. "Gee, Joker, I knew you were crazy, but I didn't know you were a perverted old man, too!" he snorted.
"Yeesh..." Cherry sweat-dropped. "Just what is wrong with you, Joker?!"
Lionel shrugged. "We can discuss it when he's dead." he replied.
"Yeeeeahhh..." Cherry smirked darkly.
"That look in her eye is scaring me." Terry commented.
"What can I say?" Lionel shrugged. "I love it when she gets like this!"
"You're not getting off that easily." Joker glared.
"Funny, I was just going to say the same thing about you." Cherry retorted.
"In fact... You've been getting off easy your whole life," Lionel added. "But not anymore...!"
"Especially with my children concerned, I'll make sure you never bother anyone again!" Cherry glared as background music played known as Spear of Justice from the video game Undertale.
"So... Any suggestions, boss?" asked Terry through his com-link.
"Joker's vain, likes to talk and he'll try to distract you," Bruce explained. "But don't listen, block it out and power through."
"Wait... I like to talk, too." Terry replied, as the trio dodged more punches.
"Listen, kid, you best listen to Bruce." Cherry said to Terry like he was a small child.
"No, I get what he's going for!" Lionel replied, gaining a wide smirk. "Joker said he knew every trick Batman and Robin knew in their heyday, right? Except... Beating him at his OWN game!"
"Hmm..." Cherry paused for a moment. "That's true."
"The kid's smarter than he lets on..." Lionel nodded, as Terry kneed Joker in the gut.
"What're you... DOING?!" The Joker gasped.
"Fighting dirty." Terry retorted.
"The real Batman would NEVER-" Joker began, before Terry twisted his arm. "Toldja you didn't know me." he mocked before kicking Joker back a few feet. Joker lunged at him, before Terry leapt away and caused Joker to slam into the table.
"Surprise, Mutha." Cherry glared down at the Joker.
"Baby Bat... Why...?" Joker grunted out weakly.
"Whoa, dumber than advertised," Lionel mocked, jabbing a thumb at Joker. "For all the people whose lives you RUINED." he growled.
"You wouldn't kill me, none of you have the guts!" The Joker replied.
"It's been 40 years. You'd be surprised how much guts you gain from almost losing your mentor/father-figure." Lionel replied.
"Impudent brats...who do you think you're talking to?!" Joker growled.
"Not a comedian, I'll tell ya that." Lionel scoffed, as Joker took out a pistol and shot at him, but Lionel just hopped out of the way.
"The real Batman never talked to you much, did he?" asked Terry. "That's probably why you were fixated on him."
"Don't play psychoanalyst with ME, boy." Joker snapped.
"Oh, we don't need degrees to figure YOU out." Cherry retorted.
"You wouldn't dare!" Joker glared.
"TRY US!" Cherry and Lionel retorted.
Lionel then shot a blast at the fuse box, causing it to shut off.
"The real reason you just wouldn't die is cuz you never got a laugh outta the old man." Terry remarked.
"I'm not hearing this..." Joker said to himself.
"Get a clue, Pennywise; he's got no sense of humor." Lionel added in a Vegeta-esque voice. "The old man wouldn't know a good joke if it bit him in the cape; of course, that would mean you HAD good jokes to begin with."
Cherry soon cracked her knuckles and neck as she looked like she had murder in her eyes as she was fed up with the Joker.
"Shut up...SHUT UP!" Joker growled.
"I mean, joy buzzers, squirting flowers? LAME!" Lionel continued. "Where's the A-material? Make a friggin' face, drop yer pants, do a pratfall, ANYTHING!"
"Show yourself!" Joker yelled.
"Nah, I like scaring the wits out of you a lot better." Cherry chuckled.
"Ya know, you make me laugh... But only because you're so damned pathetic." Lionel continued.
"I said SHOW YOURSELVES!" Joker glowered. "This isn't funny! Or scary!"
And then Terry began to chuckle. But it sounded deranged, creepy...inhuman.
"Okay, that's creepy even for me..." Cherry said.
"COME OUT!" Joker demanded.
"So you fell in a tank of acid, got yer skin bleached, and decided to become a supervillain," Terry snorted. "What, couldn't get a job as a rodeo clown?"
"Ooh, burn!" Lionel snickered.
"BURN!" Cherry added, trying to sound like Kelso from That 70's Show.
"DON'T YOU DARE LAUGH AT ME!" Joker growled, as he threw more explosives.
"What? I thought you WANTED to make Batman laugh!" Terry cackled.
"YOU'RE NOT BATMAN!" Joker growled. He threw another bomb, knocking Terry off his feet; and then pinned Terry under a table and began strangling him after unmasking him. "C'mon, McGinnis, laugh it up now!" The Joker cackled, as he tightened his grip. "You little punk...LAUGH! I...CAN'T...HEAR...YOOOOOOU!"
"AYE AYE, CAPTAIN!" Lionel shouted as he leapt down from the rafters.
"Ooohhhh!" Cherry added like in the SpongeBob theme song.
"Don't even think about singing that infernal song no one likes!" Joker glared to them.
"Ha... Ha..." Terry grunted out before raising his hand before putting it on his cheek, zapping the Joker with his own buzzer.
"SEE YOU IN HELL!" Lionel yelled. "SPONG-EE-BOBBBB...SQUAAAAAARE-PAAAAAAAAANTS!" he sang the last bit as the Joker got electrocuted.
The Joker yelled out as he took his final breath as this seemed to be the end for him. For good.