Date:         Thu, 26 Dec 1996 00:37:43 -6
From: Danny Lloyd <dll452@AIRMAIL.NET>
Subject:      Re: INT:  Bat Time

CatWoman wrote:
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> "Now how will we find them," Catwoman hissed as she looked around her.
>
> "Well we were headed down Thrasher Blvd before we were, uh,
> sidetracked..." Batman started.
>
> "Thrasher Blvd?" Robin thought a minute.  "Holy double trouble,
> they're going to Two-Face's hideout."
>
> "Corrrect," Catwoman agreed.  "But without the Catvertible and the
> Batmobile, and I don't think the unicorn can give us all a ride, how
> will we get there in time?"
>
> They all turned as a cab turned down the street and pulled up beside
> them.
>
> "Hello," the voice from inside the cab said.  "I believe you need a
> ride."
>
> "But how did you know?" Catwoman walked up to the cab.
>
> "The Shadow always knows."  A laugh erupted from the cab.
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The super crew began piling into the vehicle, expecting to see the
legendary Shadow sitting in the back seat.

"Holy bearded Shadow."  Robin's mouth hung open.

"Uh, well said, Robin," Bat Man commented.  "Uh, I dare say our host
doesn't look like the Shadow."  Bat Man looked at the large man and
said, "Sir, thank you for the lift, but I do believe I've seen you
somewhere.  I  can't put my finger on it, but your red costume,
white beard and jolly smile all seem very familiar."

"Ho Ho Ho," the stranger laughed.  "Where would you kind folks like
to go?  My favorite cab driver, Rudolph, will take us anywhere you
like.  Ho Ho Ho."

"Holy Ole St. Nick," Robin said.

Bat Man and Catwoman looked at each other, then back at Santa.

"Uh, I didn't know you were real," Bat Man scratched his cape.  "I
mean when I was a kid, I always thought it was my father who wrote
'from Santa' on my toys.  Gee whiz."

"Ho Ho Ho," The jolly one said.  "I get that reaction all the time.
People just don't like to give me credit for all those toys.  I guess
the grownups want to look  good to the young ones, letting
them think they wrote my name on the presents as some kind of
sweet gesture.  But gee, I'm tired of being the nice guy. I want
some credit.  By the way, sometimes they even keep the gifts if its
something they really like, and the kids never know.  Like that
super-dooper vampire bat model kit I gave you.  Your mom had a secret
fetish for bats and kept that.  Ho Ho Ho."

Robin, Bat Man and Catwoman all exchanged confused glances.

"Well, uh, Santa," Bat Man said.  "We need to proceed quickly to
Thrasher Blvd. and then on to Two Face's hideout.  We must save
the world."

"Ho Ho Ho.  Yes, let's save the world.  I haven't done that in a
long, long time.  Too much toy-making and stuff, I just haven't had
the time.  But its high time I did see some action.  Rudolph, to
Thrasher Blvd.  These kind folks will point the way once we're there.
Ho Ho Ho."

"Holy Weird Claus," Robin said.

--to be continued--