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A/N: Not much, just you know, previous junk…hehe. Read and Review please-this was written primarily by my co-conspirator with some editing on my side-hope you enjoy-please review! Or else I'll dunk Batman in a KFC deep fryer and hand Mr. J upside down in the sewers…

Joker grunted under the weight of his burden. Tugging on the wrists of the prostrate crusader, he backed down an aisle. Slowing his sliding burden at the first sign of wakefulness.

Agh!

Dropping Batsy's wrists, Joker smirked as they hit the tiled floor limply.

"Hahahehehoho," doubling over, he kept one eye on the man in black.

Sure he could have removed the delightful cowl, but where would the fun in that be—like peeking at the presents before Christmas. No, there would be no fun in that.

Batman groaned drunkenly, the world dipping and dodging in his sight, "What, what happened?"

Joker inhaled quickly through his nose, "You failed to save the innocent."

"Innoc—wait—that was a toy! You rotten, no good, rat fink!"

Joker coughed in his throat and smiled tightly, "To be really correct you might want to add absolutely barmy to that assessment!"

Batman blinked rapidly, vision still a little hazy—a bright green and red cloud flapped above him, while bells began to ring.

"What are the hills alive with the sound of music?"

Joker snorted outright, "Jeeze, apparently I just have a harder head than you do, one blow to yours and you've completely lost it."

"No," Batman frowned, "The bells, can't you hear the bells?"

Joker scratched his head vaguely, "Ohhh, you mean this?"

Nose twitching slightly, he held up a rather offending garment, a red and green elf costume.

Shaking his head delicately, Batman peered at the outfit, "Yes."

Latching on with one arm, Batsy pulled on it. Leveraging himself barely off the ground, before The Joker jerked it up and down playfully.

"Who's a good boy, who's a good boy?"

Joker giggled, mouth turning further upward, eyes glittering in the fluorescent lighting.

Growling, Batman tugged at the cloth.

Joker kicked the man's stomach, resulting in a gasp of pain, "Bad dog! Good puppies don't growl!"

Done with this game, Batman gave one almighty tug and the elf costume came apart at the seams.

"Perhaps, you need to reassess your plan," Batsy said in a deep voice.

Batman rose to his feet surprisingly quickly, and launched himself at the Joker. After a few moments tussling, and a bit of clothing flying, Batman rose, a doctors coat covering his cape and a surgical mirror strapped to his cowl. Joker frowned up at him as he was once again dressed like a woman—a nurse to be specific.

"You know, if I wanted to cross dress, I would have moved to New York. However, this does breathe quite well, I enjoy a little breeze, don't you?"

Batman narrowed his eyes, "I wouldn't know."

"You're about to!"

The Joker leapt forward, pouncing on his foe, after wrestling the doctors coat off Batman's shoulders, Joker licked his lips eagerly. Maneuvering with the kind of dexterity only he could muster, Joker slammed Batsy into a pretty pink, sparkly number.

Sliding a blonde curly wig atop the faux chrome dome, Joker smirked as he put on his own costume, something in gingham.

"You didn't," Batsy growled, looking down at the taffeta.

"Oh, but I did, Glinda," Joker smiled relatively sweetly as he twirled a lock.

"Dead…your Dead Dorothy," Batman seethed.

Joker gulped audibly.

He didn't have much of a chance to do anything before he was stripped of his gingham dress and shoved roughly into a green number with purple swirls along the torso.

Joker quirked an eyebrow as if to ask if this was the best Batsy could do.

Batsy smirked before smacking Joker's back, effectively attaching a set of glittering purple wings to the criminal's back.

Joker twisted 'round to see what was on his back and gave a yelp, "Ahh! What have you done! I'm not a bloody fairy! You better run like the devil himself was after you!"

Batman started down the aisle tripping as he tried to shed his Glinda persona. The Joker stood still before shredding his fairy dress with his favorite knife and donning his jacket.

"Run, run, run as fast as you can, I'll catch you Batsy and you'll wish I never had," he murmured, smile returning to his lips.