"Sometimes I Wonder" (A Lego Batjokes Fanfiction)

Chapter 86: Playing Cards

Superman fell into the negative degreed icey wall and fell onto the glossy floor with a loud thud. His kind was racing with so many thoughts. How on Earth did Bizarro, of all villains, break loose from the Dark Void? It wasn't that simple to get through. Perhaps he escaped without anyone watching. But if this is so, how did the Dark Void's Eyes not see hin go by? It did not make a lick of sense. Not once had he heard from Bizarro, other than on the local news station. But it was all past news. Their last battle was both brutal for the demographic, and saddening, even for the overpowered superhero that all have and had loved.

A low, loud chuggle echoed the freezing room, making the walls and floor vibrate slightly. Bizarro sneered at the man in tights and flew closer to him. Not once did he think twice about anyone else aside himself. He was number one, after all! After all these years, Bizarro finally managed to match up to Superman's strength. It might have taken over four years and several television cameos, a roller coaster, and getting locked up into the Dark Void. But all in all, it was worth it! He smirked at the fallen hero and landed in front of him with crossed arms.

"What did Bizarro say? Bizarro is number one!" He shouted as his eyes began to turn red, readying to fire out his laser rays at Superman.

At this point, Superman was too weak to fight. While the Joker and Batman were, most likely, having a moment together (not that he would bash on that or anything), Bizarro knocked him all around the room, followed by several punches in the face. And since it was a Sunday afternoon, the tight wearing superhero was still tired as all Cod. At this point, he was thinking of retirement instead of his opponent.

He was laying on his left side, groaning slightly both in pain and in agony. Superman always knew that Bizarro wanted to be just like him, which was very both creepy and disturbing, he had said once to Bruce whilst fighting him off one time in Downtown, Metropolis. It didn't surprise the overpowered superhero that Bizarro wanted to get rid of him. It was expected. And everyone knew it.

Then, just before the stone skinned villain could fire his red lasers into the tight wearing superhero, something stood in his way, making Clark's eyes widen in terror, making his muscles tense uneasily.

All that was heard was a bang and a thud. Bizarro was hit in the back of the head by a black, bat symboled boomerang thrown from the entrance. It somehow knocked Bizarro onto the ground face-forward. Superman wondered how that one worked. Then again, this is both an odly formed world as-is and plot filler, so don't question it.

Bizarro rose to his feet and turned around with a loud growl and a glare.
"Batman!" He exclaimed as he caught sight of a familar shape of the caped crusader. Not thinking twice as usual, the stoned skinned man flew at the caped crusader and tried to punch him. Luckily, the Dark Knight missed and gave a small chuckle as he shifted to the left and ran around the frozen, icey room like a little child. Angered by this, Bizarro fired his red lasers at the caped crusader and groaned in absolute frustration as it missed, yet again. Another giggle escaped the black wearing hero's lips as he ran into a different room, watching as Bizarro went into a closet. Quickly, the Dark Knight dashed as quickly as he could and tried to lock it up.

As this went on, a familar purple, orange-suited and hooded Joker ran up to the wounded superhero and helped him up. Superman smirked and greeted the clown with a small wink, thanking him for rescuing his behind. What he didn't expect was to hear Bruce's voice through the Joker's lips.

"Don't push me, Supes," Bruce hissed as his cheeks flushed a little. "It's already bad enough that you don't know how to handle your villains."

"And you do?"

"The 18+ way, or the PG way?"

Silence.

Suddenly, a loud shriek could be heard from afar. Joker, disguised as Batman, was being choked by Bizarro against the wall. The fellow villain let out a chuckle as he unmasked the imposter and tossed the mask aside, making the Joker gasp both horrifically and for breath. Tears began to blind his vision slightly. The clown was already angry at Bizarro for hurting his pride and joy. And now the cursed and horrid stoned skinned Superman wanna-be wanted to eliminate him and his beloveds. Joker couldn't take it anymore.

Pulling his lucky rubber chicken out of his sleeve, Joker smirked and hit Bizarro in the head with it. The toy made a squeak as it collided with the horrid villain's head. Then, the Joker began to rub his neck and chuckle, then giggle, then laugh. He stood up straight and glared at the, now, rival villain once more and grinned. Pulling up the head of the rubber chicken, Joker pulled out a shining, silver revolver out of the neck and aimed it at Bizarro.

"Hands up so that I can see 'em!" Joker exclaimed as he laughed more. There was no way that anyone would mess with the Joker, especially with a gun in his hand and a rubber chicken in the other. But, to his surprise, Bizarro ran as fast as he could and took the revolver out of the Clown Prince of Crime's hand, chuckling as he watched the other villain growl in anger.
"You are such a brute! You hurt my son, you hurt my son's boyfriend, and you even decided to take away my beloved gun! And I thought I was the bad guy here."

Bizarro chuckled as his eyes began to go red. Instantly, Joker backed away from the other villain. He pulled out his beloved's grappling hook and shot it at the other end of the room, flying across it and away from Bizarro. The clown landed safely onto the other side and ran as fast as he could to get away. Where to, Joker did not know. He needed to get out of there, and fast. That's all he knew.

Then, Joker gave a horrified gasp as cold, wet tears dripped down his red cheeks.

A dead end.

He turned around and let out a terrified scream and begged for Bizarro to not harm him. Joker let out lies and sobs, telling the stone skinned villain how great he was and how Superman shouldn't be the number one superhero. But, to his avail, none of the fake compliments worked on the other villain.

But just before he could do anything to the beloved green haired clown, Batman and Superman rushed into the dead end and growled angrily. The caped cursader walked closer to the stone skinned villain and bit his bottom lip anxiously. Bizarro turned and tried to punch him, but missed as Batman went down onto his knees and kicked with his the heels of the Joker's shoes to skid over to his fiance.

"Hey, babe," Batman cooed, sending a wink at the clown.

Joker smiled and clapped his hands as he hugged Batman gently. "Hey, Batsy."

Bizarro turned to face Superman, who was on his feet now. He faced his doppelganger and shook his head in shame.
"You're a disgrace to all villain kind," he hissed, making his eyes glow red and firing at the stone skinned villain. Bizarro let out a horrified, high pitched scream as he was lit a flame, tears running down his eyes in disbelief.

"You can't do this to Bizarro!" He exclaimed through sobs as he began to fade into nothingness. This made both Batman and the Joker tremble slightly.

The next moment, Bizarro and his flaming body disappeared into nothingness.

Batman picked up the Clown Prince of Crime as he chuckled lowly at the tight wearing superhero. He walked over to him and nodded happily.
"Not bad for a loser."

"Shut it, Batboy," Superman chuckled as he and the two others began to walk to the entrance, not knowing that their story was about to have a happy, sweet, ending.