Twelve Days Of Joker [Discontinued]

Three Unsolvable Riddles!

Hello Lovelys get your booty situated because this is a fun and lovable chapter for you Nygmbblepot (RiddlerXPenguin) shippers!

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Riddler's POV

I was completing the daily crossword puzzles from the Gotham gazette, waiting for my sugar free coffee to be done heating up. The red coffee maker taunting me as some guy beat me to the last green one, Black Friday sales really do suck... Though it may be time to get a new coffee maker, one that is green preferably .... But then all the evil meetings would take place at my hideout, and then Bane would eat all my snacks again! Just the thought of that overly muscled brute working with Oswald never sits right with me. It's like he's laughing at me thinking he outsmarted me! Oh, how he's miserably mistaken nobody can outsmart me, I'm the Riddler for god's sake! Sure, the guy can get the job done, but I could help so much more! The soft ding of the coffee maker brought me out of my transfix at hand... Why even batman should probably drink this stuff with that damn poker face of his. Surely, he got a little perplexed by my last escapade! World's greatest detective, Ha! He could believe that when he solves all my riddles in the Arkham series.

Two sips of my coffee and the damn phone rings, when can a guy just enjoy a cup of sugar free coffee! One zero one? Wait that number, the sequence could only be one villain!

"Hiya Mistah! Been a while aint it? This is Harley by the way-" with a press of a button her terrible accent is no more. How can Joker even handle hearing that accent and the pronouncing of words?! It's 'Hi Mister, It's been awhile hasn't it?' That would be no problem for an ex-psychiatrist to say. But NOOO! That woman needs to talk in that infuriating voice! "HEY! Bucko! I know you're there! Pick up ya darn phone, I got minutes spending every second! Mister J's not gonna be pleased if his wallets empty."

"That's not my problem now is it Ms. Quinzel?"

"It might already be if ya keep usin that attitude." I can just picture her crossing her arms all smugly in that damn red and black suit! "Ms. Quinn please enlighten me on why you're calling at-" Looking for my clock the white numbers blink three o'clock "Three o'clock in the morning?" a pause rolls out and the small brink of hope that her minutes ran out. Of course, that came crashing down in a matter of second "I gotcha riddle" the dread seeping out of me to possibly hear one of Jokers child play riddles made me want to take the nearest object, being my question marked coffee mug. Hitting my skull so hard I fall out of the five-story window soon having a full hit collision with a truck going at max speed, then when they have a funeral, I will be incinerated having my ashes blow into the air to never be seen again or suffer from another terrible riddle. The only problem is it would be a four-point six chance of that ever happening. The option was very tempting at times, but I always reframed from it. "What's the riddle?"

"It goes like this, 'who has green hair and laughs all the time?' Betcha can't guess it!"

"Please Ms. Quin don't insult me I know the answer, It's very simple the answer is-"

"the answah is?" No, no, no, no....I know the answer it's-

"Helloooo! What's the answah Mistah!"

"Oh, deary me somethings come up, goodbye Ms. Quinzel"

-Click-

I am simply tired, that must be it, I can solve any riddle! Sleep, that is what I need then I can call her up and show her! Walking into the dim green lit room, soon making myself comfortable against the cotton sheets letting the world of dreams take over.

-Riddler's Dream-

Voices are yelling and puzzle pieced floors against fluffy clouds are not helping to sooth the chaos. A giant umbrella appeared, and the all too familiar top hat stood out against the yelling as the penguin scooped them up and swallowed them whole like fish "Aye! Edward, I cut Bane off my team, now we can commit crimes together!" tears formed as I took hold of those flippers as we danced in circles happily. "Oh, Pengy! Let us be like this forever!" I squeeze my fellow accomplice tight. A loud ringing breaks the puzzled floors as penguin falls first into the dark abyss, "Nooooo! PENGY!!"