It was really him.
The Batman.
Now, Joker doesn't remember ever falling in love. But he was sure that teenagers felt the way he was feeling every time they saw their boyfriends and girlfriends. His heart was beating at such a fast rhythm that it hurt his ribs. It felt like he had a cramp in his stomach just by looking at that figure. A mix of excitement and other accelerating emotions seemed to shake inside of Joker's head.
…It had been such a long time since he stood in front of his serious friend. The Batman stood now straight and serious. The huge moon behind him made him look like a mere shadow. The Joker quickly looked down at his clothing. He wore those orange suits they gave away in Arkham. "Hm…Perhaps I should have dressed up…I wasn't counting on meeting you this early, Batsy." He chuckled. Poison Ivy's eyes were wide open while staring at that dark figure…she had never seen him so close. And when the Batman turned his head in her direction, she could feel like something was stuck inside her throat.
"…Dr. Isley?"
The Penguin narrowed his eyes while titling his head, like he hadn't heard well and the Joker turned his head in Pamela's direction, a huge mocking grin on his face. Her pretty round eyes seemed to widen even more when hearing the man's voice…but this time it wasn't in fear; she felt curious. For a moment their eyes locked, and although Pamela couldn't see his face, she suddenly felt how surprised the Dark Knight was. He knew who she was. Could she also know him…? But her chain of thought was quickly interrupted by a loud and slow chuckle.
"Doctor? My oh my…how many university teachers did you have to seduce to become one, Pams?"
The redhead could feel her blood running faster. Oh, how she wouldn't mind breaking that guy's neck. Pamela quickly gave a step forward, both of her fists closed tightly while glaring at the laughing man. "Quiet! For your information I was a Professional Botanist and Toxicologist! I could be seen in Gotham's newspapers almost every week…!" Her sweet voice loud and powerful, making the Joker stand up straight and stare at her with that big smile of his. She was telling her story. Oh, Joker loved to delight an audience with his own story. A had a different one every day! But poor Pamela Isley's life story sounded terribly…boring. The pale man interrupted her with a small chuckle.
"...And now, you run around in a green swimsuit, breaking out psychotic clowns! Good way to get a promoted, huh, PamPam?"
His voice was heavy but still mocking her. It almost sounded like he was being…sarcastic? In the middle of all that, the Penguin stood next to Ivy, his eyes shifting from the two villains to the shadow that watched them silently. And when Pamela was about to shout something back at Joker, the short and fat man seemed to explode. "Will you quit with the chit chat?!" His strange voice quickly called everyone's attention. The Penguin's once pale face was now turning slightly red with frustration.
How could they act like they were all by themselves? The Batman was standing right in front of them! The short man's hand pointed at the Dark Knight nervously. "There are more important things we should deal with, at the moment…?!" His voice seemed to tremble a little when he said things. But everyone seemed to stand silently, looking at the fish smelling man. Oh, things weren't going well. The Penguin shook his head while grabbing his umbrella straight. "Why must I do everything by myself?!" At a press of a button, a long blade came out from the top of the closed umbrella.
And suddenly that strange looking man was in the air. He must have jumped to be so high, pointing that blade in Batman's direction…it was almost against the laws of gravity the way that fat and short person seemed to fly in the Dark Knight's direction. That vision seemed to wake both Ivy and Joker up. They quickly understood it was time to get the party really started. The redhead quickly began running in the direction where the Batman stood, while the Joker scratched his chin, watching the entire scene.
The Penguin's blade had only hit the top of the Batmobile. His small dark eyes looked nervously to the left. But all he could see was a dark fist flying in his direction, hitting his cheek with such amazing strength that it made the small man fall from the top of the Batmobile, landing on the cold and dirty road. Right after he had knocked Penguin out, Pamela quickly jumped to the top of the huge dark car quickly trying to kick the Bat's face, but his hands quickly blocked her attack by grabbing her ankle tight. His arms wanted to throw her far away from him…but something stopped Bruce.
Instead he made a quick movement, making Ivy land on her back, her pretty little head hitting against the top of the Batmobile. The dark man stood there right in front of her, his blue eyes examining her with a mixture of confusion and frustration. How could such a respectful citizen like her end up helping criminals like the Joker and the Penguin? "What happened to you Dr. Isley?" Something must have happened to her…The Joker had to have done something to her…he was always the mind manipulating type. But as a response, Ivy smiled warmly.
"…Where to begin? A huge passion for Mother Nature, a small lab accident with a few of my toxins, a long dated hatred for humanity and a small bird with huge amounts of money to offer…You can picture the story inside your head, can't you pretty boy?"
Pamela was suddenly sitting up and her beautiful pink lips seemed to be asking for a kiss. They pointed at Batman's face, like she was a young girl, expecting for her boyfriend's lips. But suddenly she seemed to blow something to his face. Bruce's eyes blinked quickly. His body seemed to start feeling numb while his head seemed extremely light. A toxin…she had thrown him some kind of toxin…but how could she had done that with a mere blow? Whatever it was it smelled like strawberries. Such a sweet smell…suddenly Batman found himself wondering if her lips tasted like strawberries. He found himself stretching a hand to help her up.
His head shook furiously. This was bad. Batman had to keep himself focused or else he could…
Suddenly he felt something hit the side of his head, making him fall on his knees. Pamela's high heel. The redhead's long hand grabbed firmly Batman's chin, making him look up at her. She gave a small delicious chuckle while watching his eyes blinked confusedly. "You aren't so tough after all…" Suddenly a strange sound seemed to make Ivy's eyes narrow. It sounded like a cannon ball falling from high altitudes at first. But then she realized that it couldn't be that. It had to be Penguins'…
A large explosion seemed to blow up right in front of Ivy's and Batman's eyes, making both of them fall from the top of the Batmobile, into the cold road. Pamela sat up, a furious look on her face. The little fat man was still there, lying on the road unconscious. So it had to be the Joker. He had found it…
…Penguins' bazooka.
Ivy quickly stood up, glaring at the pale man that held the bazooka over his shoulder, a big amazed smile on his face. But Pamela was not smiling. "What do you think you're doing?!" She yelled, her once beautifully groomed hair now covering half of her face. The villain widened his eyes while giving a small apologetic smile. "What did you expect? I can't let a wallflower like you abuse my straight man!" He laughed. Loudly. It made Ivy's beautiful green eye twitch with anger. And suddenly the Joker was pointing the bazooka in her direction. Pamela's eyes widened while her gorgeous face seemed to become desperate with fear. The Joker licked his lips and quickly pressed the trigger.
Poison Ivy didn't move. It felt like her entire body had fallen asleep. She saw her entire life run before her eyes. A small voice inside her head always told her they couldn't trust the Joker, they just couldn't. He was insane. Oh, she only wished she could have punched the Penguin's face for convincing her to join this stupid idea of freeing Joker.
And suddenly something seemed to wrap around her waist, pulling her feet from the floor and making her fall on the road once again, the entire right side of her body felt the violent impact against the ground while a large explosion seemed to occur in the place she was once standing on. Her eyes quickly blinked once she understood there was something grabbing her wrist tightly. She smiled in a seductive way once she saw the Batman in front of her, one of his large dark hands around her slim wrist. "You're doing anything later tonight?"
Her voice was slow and warm. It tickled both of his ears. Batman answered. "Yes." And suddenly Pamela's wrist was surrounded by a handcuff. Her eyes widened while looking up at him. "Delivering you all to Commissioner Gordon." Ivy heard a small 'click' before the Bat ran in Joker's direction. He had handcuffed her to…when she looked to the right and found the fat Penguin lying there with both eyes closed she understood. She was handcuffed to him…
He had to be fast. Two of them were already down, he just needed to knock the Joker out and Gotham would still be there the next morning. But ,of course, Bruce had to leave the worst to last. While he ran in the Clown's direction, Joker shot at him several times. But the Batman was able to dodge all of his attacks somehow. And yet, that only seemed to make the Joker happier. That red smile of his…it made Bruce so angry. "Scumbag…"
Batman was able to reach him. His left fist violently hit one of Joker's shoulders, making him drop his bazooka on the floor. Things should be much easier now. With the back of his right fist he hit the Joker's chin, making the pale man's head fall back. He hoped that had hurt him. Yet the bastard kept on laughing. Bruce's hands grabbed Joker's orange shirt making him hit with his back against Pamela's upside down car.
Bruce could crush him. He could take his life so easily…and yet he couldn't. There was always something inside him that stopped him from breaking that clown in two. The green haired man chuckled in a low tone while watching Batman fighting the urge of breaking his nose…he could be so deliciously predictable. Joker's insane eyes didn't seem to blink while looking at Bruce. "You know Batsy, I think it's pretty clear now…we're simply meant to be!" And they were. The Joker knew his world wouldn't be the same without the big bat…and he was sure that Bat's life would have no humour without him. Yet Bruce only seemed to get angrier.
"I'll break you like a toothpick."
Batman's dark hand turned into a fist. The Joker gave another small giggle while closing his eyes, waiting to feel the impact of that hard fist against his face. It would hurt…but he'd laugh out loudly, making the Bat really upset. Joker loved it when the Batman was in a bad mood. And suddenly there was a loud sound. It sounded like a fist had just broken a brick wall…but Joker was surprised once he understood that his face was intact. The Batman hadn't hit him…
Both of his green eyes opened curiously. The masked man that stood in front of him seemed to lazily close his eyes and suddenly fell to the side, his long cape covering his body like a sheet. What had happened? Had he done that? Joker felt truly confused while staring at the unconscious Bat…but a voice would speak from the darkness…a loud and childish voice; a voice almost too familiar to the Joker. It actually gave him a small shiver…
"Nobody messes with my puddin'!"