Jokes on You!

He hoped he wouldn’t find that out and tried to run around them to continue his way. Which was harder now that he had to watch his back and he simply couldn’t speed away.

Sadly, they ran against a mirror image again and got knocked out cold completely. Beside Flash, was a sign dangling from a broken mirror, showing him the exit to the next room.

“That so huh?” He took out his cork gun and shot at him. It wrapped him in rainbow colored rope and a bow.

Joker blinked, staring at the binding as he tugged at them for a few moments. His red eyes narrowed only for a smirk to surface rather quickly. “Maybe you’re not such a lost cause.” 

The Titan glanced at the Joker, not so sure about the criminal’s suggestion. “Really? You sure I have what it takes? I mean, the other Titans don’t really seem to like my jokes.”

“That’s the thing about comedy! You have to MAKE them like your jokes!” He shoved the gas gun right into Robin’s hands and pushed the boy forward. “Don’t let yourself get discouraged by a tough crowd.”

“More like you’re terrifyingly the worst.”

“You flatter me too much ~”

“It has been awhile.”

“And that’s why I need my explosives.”

“As long as I am paid, consider it done, Joker~”

He chuckled before he snapped his fingers, to which Punch and Judy rolled a blackboard over which had a map of the GPD department on it. A pale finger pointed at a room on the map. “That’s where the air vents all connect, you put the coin into the vent, press the button and that’s it!” 

In his off time, Joker is a mild mannered nerdy clown.

The first thing he tried to do was break down the door. That didn’t work, so he looked around and tried to keep his cool but the only place where he could leave was the window that joker was right beside. He gave Joker a glare before charging at him and started to attack him. Giving him a punch to the face and tried to move him away from the window.

“I wonder how long you can hold your breath.” He mused in a sing sang voice, avoiding and dodging as good as possible. The brat had to breath eventually!

“No way,” he groaned and looked around, already seeing some far of reflections. There was no way to tell from which directions they would come. “Don’t make me hurt them Joker! I will!” He promised. Well he would knock them out probably. They weren’t at fault for having such a deranged owner.

  At first they ran against a mirror, shaking their heads before they spotted the real Flash, snarling and jumping at him.

He slipped on his jester hood. “How about now?”

“Its still a bit meh. Takes more than a hood to make you a Jester, where are the jokes? Where’s the laughter? Where’s the insanity?” 

        “You Are the worst.” 

“The best of the worst!”

“Weell.. It’s not too big maybe a few yards, but oim troinna get bigga’ explosives an’ a bigga tiya.”He explains,”Maybe give ‘r take abouttt… 5 yards.. Thats the radius of the ‘splosion. Which is…About 15 feet if oim roight.” He grins.

“Not too shabby but I’m sure you could add a bit more BOOM to it!” Joker pondered, rubbing his chin in thought. “What if you combine explosives for a bigger radius?” Or throw some bombs together for a chain-boom! How he would call it.