**I wrote this before 52 happened...I like the DC Universe the way it was, but change is inevitable. So this will eventually have a new 52 moment but this and the next few episodes are...actually it doesn't really matter, it's a fan-fic, it happens on my terms dammit! Enjoy, revel in my story and above all, COMMENT. Let me know what's good or bad, I do appreciate the views but without the comments, how does one improve? This is also written in script form as a heads up (I know how some people (myself included) feel about scripts)**
*
Tony and Marco are sitting in a diner having coffee and a meal. Across the road is a bank, with a police car sitting out the front
Tony: Are you nuts? You’ve lost the plot!
Marco: No I haven’t
Tony looks around and leans across to Marco and says through his teeth: You want to rob a bank…in Gotham City! Is your coffee Irished?
Marco: Why not? It’s...
Tony: Suicide! Have you forgotten about Batman?
Marco: He’s not real Tony. It’s just a story the cops tell to scare people!
Tony: So when Vinnie went to Gotham and got his legs, jaw and ribs broken and got 3 years at Blackgate?
Marco: Vinnie’s clumsy. Cops found him tied upside down on a fire escape.
Tony: Marco…it was Batman!
Marco: Bah (Marco turns his attention to his bacon and eggs)
Tony: So that whole news reel of him coming out of that school...
Marco with his mouthful of bacon: Hoax
Tony: You’re an idiot! Gotham’s got more psychopathic vigilantes per square mile than anywhere else in the country. There’s Batman, Robin, Nightwing, Huntress…
Marco: Who?
Tony: Batman’s niece
Marco: Oh
Tony: Orpheus, Batgirl, Batboy, Batwoman,
Marco: Batwoman?
Tony: Batman’s wife…mother of Batboy and Batgirl. It’s a family thing. They’re like the Mafia in spandex. Who else is there? Oh yeah Catwoman
Marco: She’s a bad guy
Tony: You believe in her but not Batman. (Tony swigs some coffee and clicks his fingers at the waitress for more) Catwoman is Batwoman’s sister, Huntress’ mom!
Marco: How do you know this?
Tony: Internet my friend. The whole weird family tree of Bat freaks! And if you’re going to rob a bank in Gotham…(Tony stops to see the waitress staring at him, holding the coffee pot) Just leave the whole thing (She huffs and saunters off) If you’re going to rob a bank in Gotham you’re going down! There’s an army of them (Tony refills his cup)
Marco: So not Gotham?
Tony: Unless you’ve got a death wish, a costume, a grudge and a good dental plan. Of those I have zip!
Marco: Me either. So where…Metropolis?
Tony spits coffee onto the table and glares at Marco: Did you get hit in the head recently Marco?
Marco: You spat coffee at me!
Tony: Metropolis Marco Metropolis! Who lives in Metropolis?
Marco: Your mom?
Tony: Superman
Marco: Ooooooo!
Tony: Did you get super powers this morning? (Tony points a fork at Marco)
Marco: No, get that outta my face
Tony jams the fork into the table: Faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, able to knock the planet of its axis if he sneezed too hard SUPERMAN! And you want to go and rob a bank…(Tony stops to see the waitress waiting there) What?
Waitress: I need my jug
Tony: Here! Go! (She huffs again and wanders off)
Marco: But doesn’t Superman live on the moon or something?
Tony: Sometimes but normally he hangs around Metropolis. So do you have super powers?
Marco: No
Tony: A battle harness, exoskeleton or alien warrior gauntlet?
Marco: No
Tony: Kryptonite of any colour?
Marco: It only comes in green Tony, I ain’t stupid!
Tony: There’s green, yellow, red, blue, gold, black, purple, white, orange, cerise
Marco: Serious isn’t a colour.
Tony: Cerise! It’s a shade of red. Brown, grey and pink
Marco sipping his coffee: Pinks a shade of red
Tony: So you’ve go some pink kryptonite handy Marco? Got it loaded into a .94 calibre nuclear fusion pistol you stole from STAR labs so you can blow the man of steels head off (Tony see’s the waitress standing there holding their bill) What? (The waitress just rolls her eyes and drops the bill on the table and walks off)
Marco grabs the bill and reaches for his wallet: You owe me nine bucks
Tony: How?
Marco: Pot of coffee
Tony throwing money onto the table: Bitch! Let’s go outta here. I want to hear more about how Marco Franetti is going to kill Superman
To be continued...
Log in to comment