Re: Gotham Merchandise Exchange #3
"Christened on Tuesday, -nyip-!" the Creeper cackled, picking up on the rhyme as he backflipped clear of the massive groping hands that would no doubt crush his delicate Creepery bones and rend his flesh into bloody yellow strips. That was, admittedly, where all the fun was at.
"Married on a Wednesday!" he added as he backflipped down the tracks, cape and boa alike flailing along behind him. Now was not the time for anything too dramatic, just a good old fashioned game of playing tag while he bought the BabyBat a little bit of time to do her job. "And you didn't invite me to the wedding, you lucky dog!"