-ZZZZKT!-

"Oh, mercy! Help us! We are all on fire! 𝐴𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖𝑖!!"

Kal-El Offline And the Toyman would be sure that when he edited the footage that his drones had captured, it would be very, very favorable to his cause.

- Metropolis’ very own house of gifts, Schott’s Toys (Toyman), has promised to open its doors and for every child under thirteen, receive a gift of up to $100 in value! - How delightful! - Beautiful!

“Aiiiiiiiiiiiiii! It’s back! Kal-El is back to finish us off! FLEE FOR YOUR LIVES!!”

“Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! It’s back! IT’S BACK!!”

And across the suburbs of Metropolis little Metropolitans slept sweetly. Unbeknownst to them and their families these recent gifts waited, watching keenly and closely…

𝗧𝗲𝗱 𝗞𝗼𝗿𝗱 || 𝗕𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗹𝗲 "Careful now, some snakes eat beetles." Deathstroke launched himself over the railing and landed with a roll.

[SCAN COMPLETE] Above the fallen Shard of Science Hal hovered, frowning. {How could Albert Rothstein’s body have disappeared?} He looked at the blue construct container holding the orange lantern. Hal blasted off, soon leaving Earth far behind him as he headed towards Oa.

As the evil 𝐇𝐚𝐥 fought brave @LexOfMetropolis & the noble knight 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 trashed the naughty 𝗧𝗲𝗱 𝗞𝗼𝗿𝗱 || 𝗕𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗹𝗲, tiny - cute & childlike - hands dragged the large corpse of Albert Rothstein away, leaving a wine-red, velvet-smear trailing across the floor.

Down the fire escape that was left as the building swayed like a drunk looking for support - doomed, though it was - the tiny robot dragged, then tossed the corpse far, far below, to the waiting disposal droids.

These droids, created by daddy Toyman, would chomp away at the evidence, munch-munching away at the large, silly body, & once done skip, skip away into the sewers to dispose. Ah, such an end! Such a fitting end to such a silly, silly man, Albert Rothstein!

‘How in-ZZKKKT!-deed!’