Chapter 1 - The Cheshire Bat  After a very long, and equally
relaxing weekend with Harley, Joker had dealt with quite enough.
He told her to shove off for a while.. and then retreated to his
drawing table. Plans upon plans littered the desk and floor,
wrinkled and covered in pencil scratches. So many options.. so
many ways to attract the Bat's attention.. but so many
complications, as well.  He sighed heavily and sat down at the
desk, feeling the chair creak under his thin frame. It was time
to return to work.. but after a few days of not even thinking on
the subject, it would be hard to delve back in. Batman was
becoming all the more difficult to play with nowadays... all
those new gadgets and handy little side-kicks.  "Side-kicks,"
Joker muttered through his gloved fingers. "Hmph.." He rested
one arm over the back of his chair, and his chin on his right
hand. "I'm sure that's all they are," he grumbled sarcastically.
"Side-kicks must be rodent-code for something." He giggled a
little and bit the tip of his