I never created Batman TAS.
''My children should be here with lots and lots of pretties. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. They should,'' the Sewer King informed two pet alligators while they stood by either side of him. He smiled.
The Sewer King began to remember remaining on the streets of Gotham many days ago. Frowning and always shivering from the weather.
Hearing the sound of his stomach growling from constant hunger. His smile when he managed to reach into the pockets of others and steal money without being viewed. At least until the one foolish moment when the homeless man took several seconds to steal from another man. His wide eyes the minute the man scowled at him. Pursued him.
''I remember lifting a lid and entering the sewer. Running through tunnels. Hiding with my back against a wall even when the man ran by me.
Discovering you, my pretty pets. You never attacked me. The moment I discovered several children hiding in other areas of the sewer. Hungry children. Ones needing someone to guide them. To discipline them. I recall shouting for them to go to the streets many minutes ago. Adults won't see any children attempting to pick their pockets. They won't. They won't.''
The Sewer King still smiled when several children dressed in rags appeared with a lot of cash and jewelry. When children dropped jewelry and cash near him. How careful he was to send children to steal for him.
THE END