Pulling Teeth { Joker }

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The rain was coming down heavily, casting Gotham into a dark depressive gloom.  The sun had not peeked through the dark overcast of rolling clouds for days and the nights had been chilly. As the rain poured down in large drops,  Thunder rolling in the distance and folks asleep in their warm beds.. One of Gotham's vile criminals was lurking.

Killer Croc snarled as he slinked from the depths of the murky water, claws digging into the groaning woods of the dockyard.  The massive reptile hissed as his bones and joints ached, cold never agreed well with him. Croc hauled himself from the edge of the waters and into a warehouse, where it was drier, but not much warmer. Nostrils flared as he tried to ignore the cold chill running up through his scales, smelling out the air to see if he was alone.

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Twenty fucking minutes.

That's how long he'd been waiting. Twenty minutes. He'd instructed Anthony to pull the old beater, a 1987 Toyota Corolla into the Warehouse itself, it was then that The Joker had leaped out, and situated himself so he was leaning against The Car, he'd pushed his longcoat out've the way, allowing the handle of his revolver to show, and he had been pursing his lips perfectly, holding a toothpick between them, the slightest smirk on his face. He'd set up his only two goons so they were sitting on the ground, on the other side of the car, Anthony however, The Clown's trusted driver, still remained in the car, taking long pulls on his cigarette. 

It carried on like this for about ten minutes.

And then....

"WHAT THE HELL!?"

He had screamed, jumping about, spitting the toothpick onto the ground, his nostrils flaring wildly. He leaped up and down, smashing his feet against the ground, an odd site since he was perpetually grinning. An eerie site actually. 

"You said he'd be here, you worthless excuse for a lackey! I've hired mute circus dwarves who can give better intel than you!"

The Clown explained, albeit through a series of screams and hollers, as he advanced around the car and towards the two men. One of them attempted to explain himself, though only managed to stutter, something that pissed The Joker off, and only forced The Ghoulishly grinning man to backhand the younger lackey. So many assume The Joker is a nonstop, joke cracking individual, though, this is not the case, especially when there's no worthwhile audience. He saves his best material for The Big Man, and street scum like this merely received a kick in the ass, or a knife to the jugular. If it wasn't for the fact he currently had no one else in his employ, he'd probably have offed them both.

It was then that The Beast crawled out from the pit. The Joker immediately stopped and peered over his shoulder, eyebrows raised. A grin crawled along his features, and those wild eyes began to dart around. This wasn't right. It didn't have 'pizzaz'. The Harlequin of Hate dove onto the hood of the car, sprawling out, and raising a single eyebrow. Something that in the moment felt right, but soon after he realized was oh-so-wrong for the occasion. 

But hey, ya can't please everyone!

"Croc M'Boy!"

He called out, his voice echoing throughout the warehouse. 

"Long time, no smell!"

The Joker placed his thumb and index finger on his nose and clasped it close, sticking his tongue out.

"Peeee-Yoooo"

He followed this with a large burst of laughter. How would The Beast react? Oh how we hankered to find out.

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Baring his razor sharp teeth, he snarled at the slender figure dressed in a rather stupid purple suit as he mocked him. normally, Croc would have not hesitated to tear him apart and leave nothing behind... but this was business. He swayed his tail behind him, to show his annoyance with the Clown, but said nothing as he tried to keep his cool.

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He sat on the hood of the car, merely staring. He furrowed his brow, before nodding, only a slight smirk on his face. After a few moments, he stood and approached Croc, bobbing his head up and down while he did so. He soon stopped just before the behemoth and cleared his throat, looking up at the monster. 

"You're no fun, y'know that? I get the whole strong and silent type cliché, but it really doesn't suit you. Try roaring now and then, say something along the lines of 'I'll eat your heart'! or something"

No response. He continued to stare, before shrugging. 

"Or not. What do I know, right? Only the greatest criminal in Gotham's history, but hey, why would you take advice from me?"

The Joker sighed, placing his thumb and index finger on the bridge of his nose and rubbing it in frustration, sighing. This could be quite tiresome.

"Look, I'll cut to the chase. I'm taking Gotham back, and I need muscle, alright? You want a job, or not?"

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His eyes narrowed as a low rumbling growl rolled in his throat, the idea was all to familiar to him. Croc then gave a low chuckle, folding his thick arms over his broad scalie chest as he glared down at the Clown, His deep Cajun voice rumbling," If I heard it from any other smirking idiot I'd eat him.... You 'Clown' ... Just might have my curiosity...."

Tail swayed behind him, showing that he was pondering on the offer, but also not so easily drawn into such a easily spoken out plan. He then licked his chops and gave Joker a stern narrow eyed glare," What's in it for me.. and what's your plans for the Bat?"

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The Joker began to jump up and down. Clapping his hands together as he did so vigorously. A high and squeaky bout of laughter rising up and out of his mouth, before finally The Clown stopped, straightened his posture and cleared his throat in an odd fashion, as if mockingly showing his respect for the giant creature before him, which could so easily pick him up, and rip his green-haired head off, something that Joker knew wholeheartedly, a fact which only made him giggle a little more. He listened to Croc's questions before finally raising a single finger up into the air, as-a-matter-of-factly and began to speak.


"Well, Mr. Jones, for you, not only will you be given a certainly fine amount of cash mon-ay, but I'll also kidnap a Speech Therapist for you. Because let me tell ya, I'm gonna wanna blow my own head off if I've gotta listen to that accent all day!"


He began to cackle once more, prancing about in a little circle as he did so, his heeled dress shoes clacking against the cracked cement floor, his laugh echoing up into the rafters of the warehouse. He questioned whether or not the oaf would lose his temper, bite into him or something, or if the Beast would stay calm?


"The Bat?"


He stopped in his track and turned to Croc, frowning, his brow furrowed, before bellowing one sentence.


"Whattya think I'm hiring you for!?" 

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He wasn't amused by the Clown's antics, he hissed at him before he whipped his tail at Joker, jaws opened wide, threatening to swallow him. He then snapped his rows of sharp teeth just inches from Joker's face, his tail now curled about the clown's feet. he then snorted as he towered over him, his voice showing he wasn't in a good mood any more as he growled," Batman will be my pleasure to break in half... But I also want something more..."