Bat-Troll Rises

Threatening The Deal

Crimp's alarm rings.

Crimp:

♪ Tumble out of bed And I stumble to the kitchen ♪

♪ Pour myself A cup of ambition ♪

♪ And yawn and stretch And try to come to life ♪

♪ Jump in the shower And the blood starts pumping ♪

♪ Out on the street The traffic starts jumping ♪

♪ And folks like me On the job from 9:00 to 5:00 ♪

♪ Working 9:00 to 5:00 ♪

Veneer: Ow! You just burned me.

Crimp: Oh, my God! I'm sorry! Um, maybe it would be easier if you took your shirt off?

Veneer: (groans) Don't be lazy.

Crimp: Oh, by the way, you know that thing you asked me for?

Velvet: Space from you.

Crimp: (laughs) Oh, no. Yeah, no... Uh, what? Anyways, you said you needed a way to make your smoothies even fruitier on stage.

Veneer: You did?

Velvet: Shh. Yes. That is what I want. Go on.

Crimp: Well, I had an idea. (chuckles) Tada!

She shows shoulder pads.

Veneer: Crimp, honey, that's not an idea. Those are shoulder pads.

Crimp: I beg to differ. It's a highpowered vacuum. I finally put that master's degree in engineering to good use. See? You just pop the grape or strawberry or blueberry or guava slice, right in here. And it releases the fruit's essence through here. Once you're on stage, lightly tap this button, just delicately, you know, like, once.

Velvet uses Floyd in the shoulder pads.

Crimp: Oh! Oh, my God. Wait. Wait.

Velvet: ♪ Hey, yeah ♪

Crimp: (chuckles) You said that it was for smoothies.

Velvet: It's called lying, Primp. Deal with me.

Joker: Nice idea. You can use it when we tell you!

Velvet: Actually, no.

Joker: What did you say?

Velvet: No. how about we don't pay your protection money and we keep all this talent for ourselves?

Joker: Why you backstabbing—

Velvet swats him away and Veneer flicks Catwoman aside.

Veneer: Face it. You're just a bunch of weak little Trolls.

Bane: Weak and little you say?

Riddler: Riddle me this. What's tall, has green hair, and are about to be taught a lesson?

Velvet: Can't be us, right.

Two-face flips his coin.

Two-Face: Do it.

Bane walks up to them.

Velvet: Ha! It's cute how you think you're so tough. But we're not paying you over our dead bodies!

Bane: As you wish.

Bane presses a button on his arm that pump something through the tubes in his head and his muscles got bigger along with him. He charges at them and punches Veneer so hard that he flew across the room and into the wall.

Veneer: Ow!

Velvet tried to swat him away, but Bane didn't feel anything and throws a mirror that misses Velvet intentionally.

Bane: Still refuse to go about our deal now?

Velvet: No! No! (Chuckles) I am very sorry about what I said. We'll pay you your fees in honor of our deal.

Joker: You know what? Make it double. You know, for trying to double cross us!

Velvet: What?!? No—

Bane threatens her.

Velvet: Way are we going to pass that up.

Joker: Good. Bane, settle down now.

Crimp: Just one little warning. If you use too much, you'll kill him. The plum that I tested turned into a prune!

Veneer: I don't wanna kill the little guy. They're kinda cute when they're up and about, banging on the walls, yelling to go home.

Velvet: Do you wanna lose all this and go back to the dark place where we had nothing?

A flashback occurs where Velvet and Veneer act as British orphans.

Veneer: Please, sir, I want some more.

We return to the present.

Veneer: Girl, we grew up in the suburbs. Our parents were dentists.

Another flashback show Velvet and Veneer as kids.

Father: So, how was school today?

Velvet: Stop attacking me!

She flips the table and we return to the present.

Velvet: Our parents were nobodies, and we were nobodies. And when I met you, you were literally sucking your thumb and pooping all over the place.

Veneer: You met me when I was a baby, so—

Velvet: All over the place. It was nuts! You don't wanna give up all the yachts and the bling and your illegal pet Monkey, do you?

Veneer: (titters) Okay. I've made my peace with it. Great job, Cringe.

Velvet: You're smarter than I thought. Now I don't trust you.

Crimp: That's maybe not a rational response. I don't Please don't put me in the closet.

They put Crimp in the closet.

Velvet: Now come on. We're about to go from stars to megastars.

Floyd: Please, Veneer.

Veneer: It's nothing personal. I just love my sister. And all my fame. And money. And things I bought.

Floyd: Yeah, sure, dying sucks, but at least it's for some sweet "blingading" and some bohochic home furnishings.

Veneer: (chuckles) You get it. May I?

Two-Face flips his coin.

Two-Face: Go ahead.

Veneer spritz himself.

Floyd: Ow! Ooh!

Crimp: My WiFi doesn't work great in the closet.

Joker: Don't worry, pal. At least you'll have a front row seat to the utter demise of Bat-Troll.

Bane: Speaking of Bat-Troll. I am now ready to take him on.

Catwoman: But how will you find him.

Bane: If this Bat-Troll is following BroZone, he will most likely be at their next destination, I will attack there, and once he is lured out, I will engage him in a fight and—

He punches a hole through the wall.

Joker: He certainly has a way with words. (Laughs)