Disclaimer: I dunno, maybe I do.
Author's Note: AZ-woodbomb pointed out that I've been falling short in my ability to write tiny fics. I'm very sorry AZ. Hopefully this series will make it better. :')
"Batman!" Shouted Oswald Cobblepot, fumbling for his umbrella gun. "What are you doing here?"
"There's something you should know Penguin," growled the vigilante, blackest night beneath the glow of office lamps.
"I need you now."
There was an extended pause. Neither man moved or blinked.
"Roof or desktop, Bats?"