I'm sorry for the delay, I saw this old, blind lady lose her cat in a forest, so I had decided to help her out. Sadly, she was not really blind and tried to mug me at gunpoint, and that children, is why I was delayed with this story. I do not own this...

The Joker was having a grand time. He and Luna definitely stood out like a panda in Africa, but that was what he'd been hoping for. Drinking in the looks of envy from the other villains, after he'd revealed the blond's magical powers, he smiled. Well, smiled wider.

This was what achievement felt like. Though, he could live without Poison Ivy trying to poison his drink. That woman really didn't enjoy being seen as anything other than the most infamous supervillainess the world had ever had the pleasure to meet. And finding out about a witch that had already told off Batman… well, Poison Ivy was not too happy at the moment.

And right then, Luna and the Riddler were in a contest to see who could out-riddle the other. It was like an epic showdown between two insane people that knew they were crazy, and were proud to show it.

Luna appeared to be in the lead, she had answered five riddles, the Riddler only answering four so far. The airy blonde cracked her neck and narrowed her silvery-gray eyes at her slightly cowed opponent. Now it was her turn, and she was determined to win.

"I have days and months, have moon and tides.

I have twelve but can be counted more than three hundred.

For now, I'm more than two thousand, but every year I am counted as one. What am I?"

She smiled as she finished, showing teeth.

The Riddler thought this new challenge through. He already knew that this was not a riddle with a pun as the answer, and that meant that he would have to use logic to decode it. But logic wasn't his strong suit… so he'd really have to work on this.

"Hmm… can I have more than one guess?" The man in the green suit adorned with question marks asked.

Luna raised an eyebrow at his obvious attempt to stall for more time. "You have three guesses. But if you fail all three…" The Riddler tensed. "...then you have to give me some chocolate." He sighed in relief, glad that he didn't have to sell his soul, or worse, give away his precious question mark-shaped cane.

The Riddler thought over the question for a bit longer before risking one of his three chances. More than two thousand... "Ooh! Is it someone who's immortal?"

"Nope."

"Dangit!"

Catwoman watched the proceedings lazily from her perch on the bartop. This Luna chick seemed pretty capable, and had the added bonus of being able to irritate the Riddler; which was always a good thing, that guy was annoying as the comic relief characters in certain laser-sword sci-fi movies.

The cat-burgling thief was disturbed from her light dozing by Poison Ivy as the redhead stomped over to her and started ranting about how unfair the world was, and how she should just use vines to strangle that crazy blonde chick.

Suddenly, Catwoman heard anguished sobbing from the crowd surrounding Luna and The Riddler. Poison Ivy and the cat-themed villainess turned in time to spot the question marked fool rocking back and forth with his arms wrapped over his knees.

"W-what do you m-mean I didn't get it right…? I'm The Riddler! How could I not know riddles?"

"The answer was: a calendar. None of your guesses even came close; especially the one involving throwing tomatoes off a lake, and that one didn't even make sense." Luna shook her head in disappointment, clicking her tongue. "I expect to see those chocolates before the end of next week, and none of that cheap crap either! I want the good stuff, and you lost, so you have to pay up."

Catwoman nodded her head in agreement from across the room. Now this was a cool chick. Unfortunately, Poison Ivy didn't appear to agree; if the furious look on the woman's face was anything to go by.

"She think she's so, so… urgh! I'll make her pay, and reclaim my spot as the rightful center of attention at every meeting! I swear I'll do this, if it's the last thing I do!" Poison Ivy glared daggers at the cheerful blonde standing in the middle of the crowd of villains still laughing at the pathetic Riddler.

Catwoman just wondered why, oh why,Poison Ivy insisted on ranting to her of all people. But she didn't have the energy to tell the redhead to bug off. So sadly, she knew right then that her not-quite-friend was going to involve her in a lot of tiring things. Oh well, Catwoman thought, staring into her scotch, at least there's alcohol.