Enough For Me (batjokes)

The Vents

Nygma bent over. "Okay, Joker. I want you to climb on my back and take off the cover to the air vent up there." He pointed to a vent up in the ceiling.

The Joker struggled to climb up, but eventually was able to stand on Nygma's shoulders and grab the lid to the vents, unscrewing it. Joker climbed into the vent.
He heard two voices coming down the hall. He giggled in stress.
Nygma reached his hand up for Joker to grab. He did, and pulled him into the vent, crawling backwards. The guards came around the corner. Nygma and Joker were silent as Nygma re-screwed the cover. The two stopped moving completely as the guards passed below them, not seeing the two were out of their cell.
Joker sighed in relief. Who knows what would've happened if they'd gotten caught. Probably a long time of torture.
The two high fived.
"Let's be friends." Joker smiled.
"Best friends." Nygma smiled back. The pair crawled further into the air vent, Nygma in the lead trying to figure out where they needed to go to escape.

After 45 minutes of crawling, the two reached a point where they needed to crawl upwards.
"This must be it." Nygma mumbled. Joker stood up.
"I have somebody I need to kill." He told E. Nygma.

"Who?" He asked, fixing his glasses and standing up as well.

"Ever heard of the Batman?" The Joker smirked.

"Yes I have. He's the one who got me thrown in here. He got me in here because I gave him a difficult riddle when I walked past him on the street one day. Needless to say, he did not get the riddle right, got angry, and I woke up in the mental asylum." He said angrily.
Joker laughed.
"So what was the riddle?"

Nygma opened the other side of the vent.
"Which letter of the alphabet has the most water?" Nygma jumped out and held out his hand for Joker to grab.

"The alphabet doesn't have water, Ed." Joker said.

"That's what he said as well! The answer is 'C'! Don't you get it?" E. Nygma said in annoyance as he struggled to pull up Joker.

"That sounds more like a dad joke." Laughed the Joker. "Yeah I get it."

"Good." Nygma mumbled. "Alright," he closed the vent. "We're out. You said you needed help killing someone?"

"I don't know if I NEED help, but you can come along." The Joker offered, smiling.

"Darn right I'm coming along. Batman chose the wrong enemies." Nygma grinned.
The two laughed.
"I like you. I'll take you back to Harley Quinn's with me, I think. She can steal you a costume or something and then we can come up with a nickname for you."

Nygma found a ladder leading off of the roof.
"Are you gay?" He asked.
"Excuse me?" Joker said, taken aback. He flushed.
"Well, it's the way you hold yourself. Also, I've never met a straight man that has painted purple nails." Nygma winked.
"Well I mean, uh.." Joker blushed and smiled in hopes to cover up his red face.
"I know I'm not wrong. I'm never wrong." Nygma said as he set up the ladder to climb off the roof.
"Fine, yes I am." Joker sighed. "Why?"

"How do five gay men walk?" Ed asked. He motioned for the Joker to start climbing down.

"I have no idea, uhm.. they walk... with flamboyance?" He laughed hysterically. Ed laughed too.
"One Direction." He said. "They walk in one direction."

"That was AWFUL!" Joker laughed harder as the two climbed down.
"It's one of my best!" Ed said as they reached the ground.