Ficlet by axnsi-axm012
“Oh god, did they seriously just take the Batmobile?” Barbara asked in a monotone voice. Her finger hung loosely in the air, pointed at the swiveling vehicle with Harley posing perfectly on top of it.
Dick bit his lip as he watched helplessly. Huh. Joker had the Batmobile. This was bad news.
His head turned toward Barbara and Alfred, who were staring in a mixture of awe and confusion. “Padre’s not gonna like this.”
Alfred adjusted his glasses, “I’m afraid we have to inform Master Bruce at once.”
“And tell him the Mayhem Duo got his ride?” Barbara asked, her voice flat.
“What else can we tell him?” was the reply she got.
“You can tell him to kiss his BUTTMOBILE goodbye!” Joker’s shrill voice suggested from the vehicle. The loud, maniacal cackles of Joker and Harley echoed throughout the city, along with the screeching of tires, the squealing of breaks and, finally, the grating crunch of metal as they got into a small crash.
Dick stayed silent, hoping that Batman wouldn’t do the two clowns too much harm.
Submitted by @axnsi-axm012