"Sometimes I Wonder" (A Lego Batjokes Fanfiction)

Chapter 41: It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

Snow began to float down onto several pedestrians as they headed out of their schools quickly to play in the snow. Robin and Garfield laughed as they ran to Wayne Manor, chasing each other. Large snow banks were already forming outside of the home while several shovlers were clearing the path, laying down salt onto the ground to melt away the snow quickly.

Alfred smiled as Robin ran inside, giggling happily as the green boy ran behind him. The freckled face boy looked up at his father and giggled happily, clearing away some of the snow in his glasses. He took them off and put on his goggles.

"Can Garfield and me play together in the snow?" Robin asked as the two boys jumped up and down excitedly.

The butler nodded, earning cheers from the children. They put down their backpacks and ran back outside, jumping into a large snow bank. Alfred laughed at the sight as he watched the boys, wondering where Master Bruce and the Joker were up to on this gorgeous afternoon.

"You'll never get away with that thing, Joker!" Batman exclaimed, jumping from crate to crate to grab the small wooden box from the clown who gave a wicked grin.

"Hah! I already did, Batsy," he teased, blowing a kiss to the Dark Knight, who in return, blushed a bright strawberry red. He ran up the stairs of the worn down building as the ceiling began to break apart, falling down below.

The hero growled as he ran after the villain quickly. Loud ticks could be heard as the Joker threw a large bomb down towards the Dark Knight, who quickly dodged it. The bomb exploded below, destorying the bottom half of the building. As he turned around, the clown gave out a wicked laugh, running up towards the roof.

Joker quickly opened the door and closed it. The villain could hear the other's footsteps coming closer to him. Swiftly, the pale man hid in a crate and pushed it over to the door and chuckled. Larger snowflakes came down now, slowly burrying the villain that was still in the crate. Placing the top of the crate on top, he shivered and whimpered uncomfortably, due to the cold.

The door swung open as Batman looked around, growling more as he was blinded by the snowflakes. He ran around, searching for the clown desperately. Suddenly, he could see a crate that was shuffling away towards the door. It stopped as it was slowly being trapped in the snow.
"Little help?" Asked a muffled voice through the crate, making the hero chuckle. The caped crusader bent over and pulled out his batarang, pulling open the top of the closed crate. He opened it and pulled the, now, squirming and thrashing villain.
"Fine; I quit! But it was so pretty!"

Batman grabbed the little wooden box from the clown, smirking at it softly. He looked at the pale man as he began to calm down slowly.
"What's inside it?"

"N-nothing! Please, don't open it!" Joker pleaded as his eyes widened in terror. "It's something special to me!"

"Then why did you steal it from the HotTopic in the mall?" Batman asked, raising an eyebrow is suspicion.

"Because I felt like it! Besides, I'm a villain. It's what I do. And plus, I was trying to buy it. But, they called the police, who called the commissioner who called you because she's sick!" Joker exclaimed, adressing the situation to the other.

Batman nodded and licked his lips as he looked at the little wooden box, wondering why the Joker did not want him to look inside. He gave it back to the villain, kissing his cheek gently.
"Fine. But when we go back to Wayne Manor and me or someone else finds out it's some sort of a trap..."

"It's not, Bat Baby! I promise," he whispered, clinging onto the Dark Knight with blinking eyes. The clown held onto the box and held it to his chest, smiling happily.

"Must like that thing a lot, huh?" Batman said, chuckling at the clown.

Joker nodded as he snapped out of his trans. He looked up at the Dark Knight and smirked, "I love it a lot. Just like I love you!"

Batman chuckled as he felt the clown peck his lips swiftly, pulling away and giggling. The caped crusader sighed as he grabbed onto the clown, telling him to hold on, and pulled out his grappling hook. They then hurried back to the Manor, seeing the boys play in the snow happily. Bruce wondered what was in that little box of his lover's. He also wondered why he would not show it to him. It was interesting, and it made his funny bone tickle with curiosity.