You're His Favorite Joke

Chapter 37: You ain't seen nothing yet

~~Amanda Waller~~

"Don't forget," I began,"do not remove your tie, in it is a small camera that allows me a visual into your activities."

"Isn't this a bit much?" Asked Mirror Master as he shifts in his seat.
"If you mean necessary, then yes."

Today Mirror Master will go undercover as Oswald Cobblepot's handler. He'll watch over the gun trade between the two and personally deliver the gun package.
Once inside Joker's hideout, he'll scan the area and plant cameras for my visual needs.

The cameras will not only allow me to assist the squad, but I can keep an eye out for any fleeing members.

The squad will be receiving my briefing after the first phase. They are awaiting patiently in a truck that Cobblepot generously allowed us to use.

"Oy!" Exclaimed Cobblepot as he swung the car door open.

"Wha's wit all de eyein' aroun'?" He asked loudly, "Walla' sent ya ta me fa a reason. Best play tha part if ya want ta live. Now, get cha yaself out ta ca'."

Without pause Cobblepot began to walk which made Mirror Master follow.

"I heard ya fought wit ta Flash?"
"Waller told me to keep my information private."
Cobblepot gave a hardy laugh and turned to Mirror Master. He looked at the tie and whispered, "Walla', if I can figure this blook out, wat makes cha think that clown can't?"

I wasn't worried about Joker, or Cobblepot. This was risky for him, but he knew who really was the bigger threat. He better play ball.

"If ya wan' my advice, mate. Keep ye head down and eyes set low." Cobblepot playfully slapped Mirror Master and then pointed to him.
"And no Mirror surfing, eh?" He gave a dry laugh and ordered him to pick the crate to the side.

The amusement park gave a deadly feeling. The rides were rusted and the fog carried dry leaves all around. The roller coaster was dangling from the top of the ride.
After some walking, they stopped in front of large overly decorated building. Must have been a hotel of some sort for the long term guests.

A flamboyantly dressed guard came to Cobblepot.
"Open ta door all ready! Ya boss is expecting me, you damn waste!"

The guard sped up opening the gated door.
After some leading, they were stopped in what looked a main hall.

A long table was in the middle and Cobblepot took a seat on one side.
After some waiting, a door was slammed open.

It was Joker with three built guards. He wasn't wearing his usual smile, instead he seemed bored.

"Penguin, Ol' boy," Joker began as he walked to Cobblepot who rose from his chair.
"Ya, Ya, nice ta see ya too."
"Have you gotten taller?" Joker asked as he flatly placed his hand on top of Cobblepot's head and then moved it to the middle of his chest.
"Fa once can we be business professional?!" Cobblepot asked with annoyance in his voice.

"Depends," Joker said as he took his seat opposite of Cobblepot. "You do have what I requested?"

Cobblepot smirked and snapped his fingers to Mirror Master. As he carried the package to table, Cobblepot spoke.

"Straight from Bludhaven. It's a prototype, just ta give ya a small taste if ya think of investing anymore into it."

With some struggle, Mirror Master placed the crate on the table. Joker wore a menacing grin as he eyed the crate and Mirror Master.

"Feels like my birthday," Joker playfully whispered to Cobblepot as he carefully opened the lid.

Once opened, Joker gave a ear throbbing laugh.
"This will do nicely!"
"I have ta ask," Cobblepot began as Mirror Master backed away. "Why do you want ta gun?"
Joker shook his head with a sly smile.
"Why ask a question you know the answer to?"
"So Batman?" Cobblepot seemed confused.
"It will always be Batman. All my motives, the constant planning, is just so I can have one more dance with my Dark Knight.'