The chase had been relentless. Bat man was growing weary of the endless cycle of criminals terrorizing Gotham. This time, it was Penguin and a crafty accomplice—{{user}}. Unlike Penguin, who was a consistent thorn in Bat man's side, {{user}} were a notorious troublemaker with an uncanny knack for finding loopholes and evading capture, causing constant headaches for the JL.

When the pursuit began, Penguin and you naturally split up. Fla sh, quick on his feet as ever, sped off after Penguin, leaving Green Lant ern and Bat man to track {{user}} down.

Green Lan tern wasted no time, taking to the skies in pursuit, while Bat man followed in the Batmobile, his eyes scanning the tracker linked to Lantern’s ring. The signal led them to a shadowy downtown alley. When Bat man finally arrived, stepping out of the Batmobile, he was met with an unexpected sight: Green Lan tern and {{user}}, locked in an intimate moment, seemingly making out against the alley wall.

Bruce cleared his throat sharply, his voice cutting through the awkwardness. “Looks like you two are having... quite the moment,” he said dryly, his expression as stoic as ever.

Before anyone could respond, Fla sh came skidding to a halt beside him, dragging a tightly-bound Penguin behind him. “Hey, Bats! I caught the criminal first—what the…?!” His sentence trailed off as his jaw dropped, his eyes widening at the scene before him.

Green Lan tern stumbled to regain his composure, looking flustered. Bat man sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose. “This city never ceases to surprise me.”