*Static*

*FZZT!* And there he was once more, invading the television screens of Gothic city, however this time the GCPD was already working on tracking the broadcast. The clown king of crime was now sitting on the back of a Smiley toxin victim, poking at his finger with a knife.

"You know Gothic, I love you, ALL OF YOU! HA! No really! The way you just..STAY here after all that has happened! A city-wide riot? Another day in the park. It makes me think that you're all just as crazy as me!..Well..Somewhere in you. But now I am getting just a bit sidetracked, heh..Oh! One more thing!"

The clown poked the corpse he sat on with his knife, of course not moving from it's grinning, petrified state. "This! Former fellow, was once a private detective. Keen! Smart!..But oh so stupid..One "mysterious tip" is all it took to get this hound sniffing in my direction. Take a good look detectives, gum shoes AND OF COURSE...The GCPD..Take a look at what sniffing around my hilarious affairs get's you. Isn't that right Richie?"

Smiles leaned down and grabbed his grinning, cold mouth, making it move only slightly. "THAAAAT'S right kids! Meddling in Mr.Smile's affairs is BAAAAAAD NEWS!" He did a half-rate puppet act before bursting into laughter "HAHAHAHAAAA!"

Smiles pulled the camera in a bit closer after pocketing his knife, showing more of his horrendously pale face, that grin. "You listening bats? I know you are! I think you and I are due for a harmless little meeting, some quality time! But I am telling you now that I don't do dinner and a movie, HAHAHAHAAAA!..Hoo...Sorry! Anyway. I want you to get your pointy head on over to the Gothic piers in the next forty eight hours AT NIGHT! At the old chemical processing plant. Annnnd if you don't?"

Mr.Smiles grabbed a jack in the box from off screen and set it on his lap, a wire clearly hooked up to it, he started to crank it while talking. "Well you see Mr.Crusader, my goon squad have been busy bees, laying presents all over Gothic..A little taste of the show if you don't comply I think is in order hmm?" As soon as he finished, a doll version of Smile's head popped out of the box with confetti..Followed by a loud rumble in the background. "HUH!? What was that you ask? It was an abandoned factory in the industrial district..And you wanna know the funny part? It was filled with the thirty goons I hired TO SET THE BOMBS! HAHAHAHAAAAAHAHAAAHAHAHA!" Smiles burst into almost demonic laughter while throwing the box behind him.

"Ahhhh...See? I'm a GOOD GUY too! Except I just make sure I don't leave loose ends..NOW! Forty eight hours! The pier! BE THERE!"

*Static*

The GCPD would pin the location in time, but all they would find is an apartment room filled with Smiley victims and no prints, the room covered in green "HA HA's"