I have Shazam in my basement
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
erik
Harley climbed to her feet unsteadily. She was clearly off-balance as she tried to walk with such a large gut. Vincent just stood there for a few moments before putting his phone away and rushed to help Harley.
"Thanks, kiddo" said Harley as she leaned on Vincent for support as she made her way to the stairs that led back up on the stage. Vincent aided Harley in climbing up the stairs.
"How did you do that?" asked Vincent as he and Harley made it to the top of the stairs.
"I was pushed into this vat by Joker over at Axis Chemical last night" replied Harley.
"And I'm guessing you ate the Joker?" asked Vincent.
"I don't even remember doing it if ya can believe it" said Harley. "I just did"
Harley and Vincent walked back onto the stage. The sight of Harley with a sudden bloated stomach caused all the henchmen to be silent. Harley reached the throne-like chair and sat down on it. She looked around at all the henchmen sitting at their tables.
"Now, as I said before" said Harley after a few moments of silence. "I'm now in charge of this gang. If any of youse have a problem with that, you can join Louie in my big, fat gut"
There was silence in the room. The silence was broken by an absolutely huge belch by Harley a few moments later. Vincent had made a selfie with his phone with Harley in the background. Harley had a sudden urge to gulp down Vincent for taking a selfie with her but dismissed the idea. Harley simply sat at the desk until it occurred to her that she ought to look through the desk.
The desk consisted of mostly nothing. All that Harley found in the desk were a pad of writing paper and a note of evil deeds that the Joker had committed and thought about doing.
Murder
Arson
Perjury
Throw a bomb in traffic
Run red lights
Throw a bomb in a retirement home
Vote for Hillary Clinton
Place a Democrat and a Republican voter in a room with a gun that has a single bullet in it
Send money to Donald Trump
Corrupt a teenager hero
Harley stopped reading as soon as she saw that last entry. She sat there and blinked at the entry. Corrupt a teenager hero? When did she and Joker did that together? She didn't remember doing such a thing... unless the Joker did it in secret?
Harley looked over the desk and its contents again much more slowly. This time Harley found a false bottom to one of the drawers. It took Harley nearly ten minutes to figure out how to open the false bottom.
Harley found two things in the false bottom: a piece of paper and a key. The key was wrapped in the piece of paper. The piece of paper had what looked like the combination to a combination lock: 32 r, 14 L, 23 r. There was a single word on the paper: basement.
The basement to what? Of this building? Of an apartment building? Of the freaking White House?!
Harley was now intrigued so she climbed out of her chair. She now recalled that this place did, indeed, have a basement. Vincent eagerly followed her.
"I don't need to be chaperoned by you" said Harley to Vincent as she walked down the stairs that led to the basement.
"Hey, you're the one who's supposed to look after me" said Vincent.
The basement of the Gemini Comedy Club consisted of one large room that ran the length of the building itself. Harley found a locked door in one corner of the room that she unlocked with the key she had found. The door led to a long corridor, that led to a short staircase that led down.
Walking down yet another long corridor, Harley and Vincent entered a room filled with a few barrels.
"This place must've been a speakeasy way back when" said Harley, looking around the room that also had tables and a long bar that had a dozen barstools. The room had cobwebs all over the place.
"Do you think maybe I can take a sip?" asked Vincent gesturing at a large 200 gallon barrel.
"You're way too young" said Harley.
"This coming from a criminal?" asked Vincent dryly.
Harley spotted a door behind barrels that looked out of place. The door was a wooden door that had a steel bar over it which was locked with a combination lock. It took Harley long minutes to unlock the combination lock because she couldn't remember how combination lock worked.
The simple door led to a brightly lighted room with all kinds of machinery in it. The room was about thirty feet long, twenty feet wide and forty feet tall. The machinery in the room hummed.
On the far side of the room was a gurmey. On the gurney was an older teenager, perhaps 16 or 17 at the most. The teenager looked to be a smaller version of the Joker; he had the same make-up, the same hair color, even dressed in the same purple suit.
"What?" asked Vincent. "who's that?"
"I don't recognize him" replied Harley, shrugging. She spotted a projector with a film reel in it on the other side of the room.
Harley went over to the projector and switched it on.
The image of the Joker appeared on the blank wall.
"Well, you made it this far" said the Joker. "whoever you are. I'm guessing that it was Harley who found this room. Hey, Harls, if it is you. If it isn't Harley who found this room....I honestly don't know what to say...except for enjoy the show, I guess" here, the Joker laughed.
There came a muffled scream by someone who wasn't in the shot. The Joker glanced in the direction of the screaming.
The Joker slapped his head with his hand and continued, "Oh! Of course I have a special guess here that I'm neglecting to introduce! Where are my manners?! Here, let me show you"
The camera moved over to reveal the same teenager on the same gurney. On the screen, the teenager struggled and screamed. The teenager had a gag in his mouth taped over with duct tape.
"This young man is going to be the guinea pig for my greatest experiment" said the Joker coming into the frame. "none of us are getting any younger you know. Believe it or not, me and Harley have talked about settling down and having children before. In lieu of experiencing the " joy " of childbirth, I chose to adopt a kid. Of course, I couldn't do it legally so I went out and acquired a kid"
The Joker grandly gestured at the teenager on the gurney who struggled to break free of the restraints that was holding him down.
"Oh! And this isn't just any other ordinary teenage boy I happen to catch, all on my own if I might add!" said the Joker gleefully, clapping his hands and doing a little jig on the spot.
"Get to the point already" said Vincent.
"Shh!" hissed Harley.
The Joker stopped doing his little jig and cleared his throat dramatically. The Joker spent a solid minute coughing and choking.
"And you really loved this dude?" asked Vincent.
"No commentary from the peanut gallery!" snapped Harley.
Vincent sighed deeply.
"Oh right, oh right" said The Joker on the improvised screen. "time for the grand reveal! Are you sitting down? All comfy and cozy? Not that there are any chairs in this room...but that's besides the point! Are you ready for a Earth shattering news?! This is none other than young Billy Batson, AKA the hero known as Shazam...or Captain Marvel...not to be confused with Marvel's Captain Marvel of course.
Anyway, how do I know this news? Over the three weeks I've experimented on this young man. The shocks and serums took their toll...and the young lad shared such sweet secrets with me! I know all about the Justice League and how and when to hit them! Once Master Billy told such secrets, I took the liberty in lining this room in lead so that overgrown boyscout or his cousin couldn't see little old me or young Billy here. Sorry for not telling you, Harls, but I wanted this to be a big surprise!"
Harley and Vincent's eyes went wide after hearing this shocking news.
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