Chapter nine
Note: couldn't think of a title for this chapter so basicly it's chapter nine
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Vicky was busy looking for a personal file on Bruce wayne because basicly she fancied him and wanted to know if he was married or not. If he wasn't, she would have the devious plan off giving off the idea of marriage to him if they ever got personal.
"Are you looking for this?" Knox asked after appearing out of nowhere and handing her the thing she was looking for. "Yes I am" she said, snatching it out of his hands and flicking through the pages.
"You fancy this guy or something?" he asked suspiciously. Vicky gave him the bird then said "buzz of jerk" and she threw the file back in his face and walked out. "What?" he asked, looking at the camera crew. Tim Burton buried his hands in shame.
Bruce was planning on going for a drive because he was bored and wanted to get out more. He jumped into his Orange Ford Focus and drove off completly unaware that Vicky was following him in her little red banger.
She had followed him right into down-town Gotham and she was spying on him from round the corner. "What the hell is he doing?" she wondered as he bend down and put something on the ground then walked off simply.She ran to the spot and found that he had placed two flowers on the ground. "Wow, are these for me?" she wondered. She decided to leave them there and scarpered to the town hall where a bunch of news reporters where trying to get vital infomation from gang members.
"Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla,did that Grissom Git give you his buisnesses?" asked one of the gangsters. He got a replie from the fat guy with the moustache. "That git asked me to take over the buisness until he gets back from Australia" he replied. "What do you mean he went to Australia?" asked Knox. "Because one of the members of his little fanclub told us, he said something about him being down under so basicly he's gone to Australia for a vacation".
Suddenly, without warning, the Daleks came out of the sky and started exterminating everyone and then--oops wrong parody.
Bruce was stood listening to the interviews unaware that weird guys with painted faces and berets were waltzing like baffoons around the area and some-one was taking photos of Vicky who was complety unaware that he was taking photos of her.
"Tell you what right, I smell fresh ink" said Knox, putting on a fake and pathetic yorkshire accent. One of the reporters walloped him round the head. "Stop being such a dick" he hissed. "Can you prove this?" he asked, rubbing the back of his head and putting his american accent back on. He then asked "is there any witnesses?" he asked, looking around.
"I'm a witness" said Joker who had just appeared out of nowhere. " I saw him sign the form in his own blood" he continued then turning to the fat guy with the moustache.
"Hey Vinnie, I've got a confession to make. I'm your uncle's father's, sister's, brother's,cousin's,second cousin's twice removed,fourth cousin's once removed,grandpa's, mother's,cousin's room-mate, time to pay the check" and he threw a poison pen into the fat guy's fat neck who dropped dead right away. Then the guys in berets started firing machine guns causing all the people to run in all directions. Bruce surived all the comotion and Vicky was shocked to see that he was still in town.
"Bastard" she muttered.
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Please pardon the Dr Who reference it was just a random idea that popped up in my head :). Don't be too harsh if you review,ok?.Maybe you can give me a few tips on how to make it into a more funny parody.