"Victor old pallie, old pal 'o mine, what's happening?" Joker chortled as he walked up to Freeze.
"You are cackling more than usual, Joker. Who died?" Freeze said with his usual lack of expression and flat voice.
"Died? Perish that, little old me would never gloat over somebody's misfortune!"
As Joker posed and pranced Freeze was totally unaware that this was an act the clown prince was putting on. Even now Joker was twiddling the zipper between his fingers, hidden inside his coat pocket. All he needed was an opening.
"I'm just here to suggest a little collaboration, Fridge-y. Something to trill-chill the Batman thoroughly."
Freeze stared impassively at Joker for a few moments, and Joker wondered if the frozen criminal would even fall for it. But then Freeze nodded slightly.
"Alright, let's hear it."
"Well, you see..."
This was Joker's big chance. He walked up to Freeze and moved as to put an arm around Freeze's armored shoulders. Instead he quickly and deftly slipped the zipper down Freeze's back, which of course he couldn't feel because the object was lodged on the outside of his armor.
"First off, you become my partner. After a slight makeover, of course." Joker cackled.
Joker's gloved hand tugged at the zipper pull, and he wondered briefly if it would work on such heavy armor. To Joker's relief and glee the metal plates parted as if they were cloth, and Freeze's entire body started splitting in two. Joker broke into a mad laughter as he tugged the zipper down as far as it went, making Mister Freeze's body, clothes and armor all turn into a rubbery, empty form which neatly flopped forward.
Stepping out of Freeze's empty skin was a nubile woman whose skin was a light blue, hair a pure white and eyes a dull, pupilless white. Instead of Freeze's heavy armor she wore a dark blue bikini-style uniform with an ice pattern from jagged white lines, and furry boots and gloves. Within the gloves were concealed her freezing units, much compressed and made more efficient because hey, the zipper is magic, right? She blinked and looked down on her much smaller and daintier form, a thin wisp of misty breath emerging from her lips.
"W-what did you do to me?" she whimpered.
"Oh nothing, nothing my dear. Just a little sprucing up, changing the curtains, refurbishing the house. Nothing to concern yourself with Vicky." Joker tapped his pointed chin thoughtfully. "I was going to call you Killer Frost, but we already have one of those. And an Icicle too. And Miss Freeze is just so uncreative. Wait! I have it! Your new moniker is Snowflake! Howzat?"
The girl blinked, still confused.
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