It was a strange sight to say the least. A large moving van with some of the Mad Hatter's goons were inside. In the back were crate after crate and inside, were the mannequins that had been the Catwoman, Two-Face, Penguin, Talia Al Ghul and other members of the Dark Knight's Rogue's Gallery. That wasn't the strange sight, though.
The strange sight was that of the short, red-headed man with the tattered suit, trademark bow-tie and tall top hat, driving the car with the petite female mannequin sitting next to him.
In the backseat was a most voluptuous woman with a spectacular bosom that was barely contained by her skintight dress and a crown of hair done up in ringlets piled high on top of her head. She sat sprawled in the back, her arms wrapped around two other mannequins. The one had short red hair and palish skin that was tinted almost green that went perfectly with the tight 'Robin Hood'-style costume it wore. The other was more elaborate. There was no mistaking this one for a female mannequin. It wore an elaborate purple and green 'Marie Antoinette'-style gown with a built-in corset, lace accents, a satin train and petticoat. Thigh-high stockings had been wound up its smooth, plastic legs and it was perched on high heeled shoes. To complete the look, the unbelievably pale mannequin's green hair had been done up in an elaborate undo of curls with some tendrils falling down the shoulders and back. Both of the mannequins sitting on either side of the voluptuous woman's makeup was absolutely perfect with the green-haired 'Marie Antoinette' mannequin's lips painted a shocking bright red.
"Having fun back there, Duchess?" The Mad Hatter called. He could see that she was whispering to herself, changing her voice to mimic what she felt her two mannequin 'toys' would sound like. Mad Hatter's voice had interrupted her and she jumped slightly, causing shock waves to spread across her huge bosom.
"What? Oh, yes, Mr. H!" The former Harley Quinn cooed, madly. She looked into the rearview mirror of the car and batted her long lashes at the man, "I just wuv my new toys sooooooo, sooooooo much! Be sure to thank Princess Batsy up there for me, would'ya?"
"Did you hear that, my dear?" Mad Hatter spoke, reaching over and caressing the plastic cheek of the one-time Batman, "Duchess simply LOVES what YOU have done to Ivey and the Joker. Hear how happy you've made her. Hear her moan and giggle and talk like your two newest mannequin friends."
"Please tell Duchess I love her," Batsy sighed.
"Of course I will. And when we get to our destination, I will be sure to create a device that will ensure she will be able to talk with all of your mannequin friends. How does that sound?" the Mad Hatter questioned.
"Totes heavenly, sir," Batsy cooed.
"Remember, this is all because of you, Batsy. And just think. I'm bringing you to your very own castle where you can finally be the sweet, pretty princess you were always meant to be, surrounded by all of your best friends. Now how does that sound, sweetie?"
"OMG, Hatsy! You're, like, doing this all for me? And living in a castle? Ooooh, I, like, can't believe it! Where is it? How long until we get there?" Batsy exclaimed to the Mad Hatter next to her.
"Why, we're going to stately Wayne Manor, of course!" the Mad Hatter called out, as the large estate suddenly came into view in the distance.
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