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Everyone looked at the wooden crate.
“It’s strapped to the floor.” Stephanie said.
“Well, we’ll just unstrap it, eh, Batman?” Robin asked.
“Right, chum.” Batman said.
Batman takes…
There was creaking.
Batman looked up at something.
“Shh. Someone’s upstairs. Lights out. Scatter.” Batman said, as he ran away.
The upstairs door opened. Batman and Robin hide behind and look up. Jackson, Rocki, and Ramona hide behind the blanket on a chair. The door opens. DJ, Steve, Stephanie, Jimmy, Kimmy, Fernando, Max, Tommy, Dani and Lucas hide behind the wooden crate and look up. The hooded man came and their face was dark, holding a cold blast.
“Who’s down there?” The shadow asked.
Ramona stammered.
“Nobody.” Ramona said.
“But us chickens.” Jackson said.
The hooded man fires wick in a cold blast and turns around…it was an old woman.
“Good evening, madam. Please forgive us for interfering.” Batman said.
The old woman walked downstairs.
“Yeah, like, we hoped this house was deserted.” Jackson said.
Jackson, Rocki, and Ramona look up at the old woman. The old woman downstairs watched Batman and Robin.
“I’m Mrs. Baker. Uh, are you people in trouble? Can I help you?” Mrs. Baker asked.
“Perhaps. Can you tell us what’s in that crate?” Batman asked, as he pointed at the wooden crate.
“Oh, goodness. I never saw it before.” Mrs. Baker said.
Mrs. Baker watched the wooden crate.
“How did it get there?” Mrs. Baker asked, as she walked.
“We saw two men bring it in.” DJ said.
“Two men? Here? Oh, dear.” Mrs. Baker asked.
“Don’t be frightened. We’ll protect you.” Fernando said.
Mrs. Baker turned her head to Fernando.
“Yeah, like, they’ll protect you.” Jackson said.
“Let’s just open this, and see what’s in it.” Batman said.
Batman opened the wooden crate.
“Holy harlequins.” Robin said.
“Why, it’s just a punch clown.” Kimmy said.
Batman takes a punch clown.
Everyone was laughing.
Batman pulled out a punch clown.
“An amusing toy.” Batman said.
The punch clown was standing on the floor. Tommy walked, watching, sniffing and growling.
“Okay, put them up.” Tommy said, as he strikes punches a punch clown falling on the floor.
Tommy turned and crossed his arms.
“Watch it, Tommy.” Jackson said.
A punch clown hit Tommy’s back and shocked. A punch clown hits Tommy and falls on the floor. Everyone laughed. Tommy stood up and looked at the punch clown. Tommy was angry.
“Oh, a wise guy.” Tommy said.
Tommy punched the clown on the floor. Tommy wide eyed.
“Oh, Tommy, you broke his head off.” DJ said to her little son.
“Oh no! Like, never mind the head. Look at the bread.” Ramona said, as she pointed.
DJ, Stephanie, Kimmy, Rocki and Dani gasping. The punch clown was head of the money. Batman takes the money.
“Just as I suspected, counterfeit.” Batman said, as he watched the money. “A masterpiece of duplication, except for one tiny slip-up.”
“What’s that, Batman?” Robin asked.
“President Lincoln never wore a turtleneck sweater.” Batman said.
The picture of President Lincoln in the money.
“Wow, phony money!” Steve said.
“Yes. Probably printed in a foreign country, flown into the United States.” Batman said.
“But why did they deliver it here?” Robin asked.
“Like yourself, young man, they too must have thought this old house was deserted. Oh, dear me.” Mrs. Baker said.
“I believe one of those two men was the pilot, and the other man drove off in the truck.” Stephanie said.
“Yeah, probably to stash it somewhere.” Jimmy said to his wife.
“Right.” Batman said.
Batman entered the farmhouse.
“Let’s look for fresh tire trucks.” Batman said, as he out of the farmhouse.
Robin out of the farmhouse.
The Bat-Symbol was red.
(Meanwhile…)
The Fuller/Tanner/Gibbler family looked down and around the glass to the Batmobile.
“Here, Batman, jeep tracks.” Ramona said.
Batman and Robin turned to Ramona and ran away. They looked down at the jeep tracks.
“Holy retreads. They’re heading away from the highway.” Robin said.
“The criminal may have driven it to the auto junkyard just down the road.” Mrs. Baker said, as she pointed.
“A perfect place to hide an incriminating vehicle. But you guys can identify it, right?” Batman asked.
“Right, Batman.” Max said.
“It’s next to the old cemetery. Um… Some folks say the spirits of the departed wander around the auto graveyard at night.” Mrs. Baker said.
“That won’t stop us, right?” Robin asked.
“Wrong.” Lucas said, as the teeth chatted.
The Bat-Symbol was red.
(Later at the Auto Junkyard…)
The Fuller/Tanner/Gibbler family and Batman and Robin are the auto junkyard. Everyone found the Jeep.
“Well, this is the place, all right.” Jimmy said with a smile.
“He must be here somewhere. You guys wait here for us.” Batman said with a smile.
Ramona, Max, Tommy and Lucas watched Batman.
“This criminal may be dangerous.” Batman said.
Lucas gulps.
“Dangerous?” Lucas asked.
“Batman, Robin, look. Fresh footprints.” DJ said as she pointed at footprints. “But they stop here.” She said as she with Batman and Steve and she pointed. “Climbed over the cars.”
“Whoever he is, he’s a sly old fox.” Steve said.
The footprints climbed over the cars.
“We may be able to flush this fox out of hiding… If we can borrow your little son.” Batman said.
“Who, me?” Tommy asked.
Tommy turned his head to his stepfather.
“You want Tommy to follow his trail? Sure, Batman.” Steve said to his little stepson.
“Don’t worry, Tommy, we’ll be right here.” Rocki said.
“Thanks a lot.” Tommy said.
The Bat-Symbol was red.
To Be Continued…