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Yes, we are like totally organic. I

want begonias. Uh, some orchids.

Oh, what are those?There you

go, fresh blintzes.

Blintzes?I love blintzes.

It's a bag, baby.

Sports scent deodorant.

Mint toothpaste.

A hint of ionized oxygen.

Static. Guess I'd

better stay downwind next time.

Ohh Roger that, Air

Command. We are in pursuit of the bogey

and closing in.

Man, I'm being jacked by Probie.

I got game, boiler, any game. Over you,

you see, scramble your brain. Hey, you

wondering why you're falling so fast as I

reach the sky. Let's see. So far, I

got you down for robbery, vandalism, and

excessive cruelty to produce. Anything

else you want to add?

Where am I?What is this place?You

guys! Stay cool, man.

Kingor! Hot shot!

Hot streak, jerk! Now,

now, we can't blame Ferret for being a

bit disoriented.

The Joker!So

formal. Call me Uncle Jay.

Everyone does. What are you doing here?

Such a sad story. You see,

things got a bit uncomfortable for me

back home. Thanks to a cranky bat, my

cadre of cronies were cast in the clink.

Suddenly I was set adrift. Not a friend

in the world. Then I realized

Dakota's just lousy with fun young

people like you.

So I decided to pop in and scare up some

new recruits. Look, Joker,

Uncle Jay, I appreciate you saving me and

all, but I I don't think I'm what you're

looking for. Thanks anyway. Don't be

stupid, man. Oh, yeah.

This is the big leagues. I don't care.

This guy is totally creeping me out.

Well, I certainly don't want you to feel

uncomfortable, ferret. Though it will

be a shame to lose you and your

power.

Acute sense of smell, isn't it?Yeah,

I hate, hate, hate, hate.

What's happening to him?I'm seeing to it

that he leaves us on a happy note.

Although the police sealed off the area,

the metahuman ferret managed to escape.

You're not eating?Nuh-uh. Good.

More for me.

It doesn't make sense. Why would anybody

help fare it?And what made all those

balloons explode?Too much hot

air?And police are still

investigating today's bizarre hijacking

at the East Side Fire Station. By the

time we got downstairs, they had taken

two of our biggest rigs. Why would anyone

steal a fire truck?

The heat is on, gang.

Heat is on?Oh, this guy kills me.

Only if you don't do what he says.

OK, boys, make Papa

proud.

Where's the fire?Right here, old man.

Hit the floor, now! Loud

noises get on my nerves. Everything gets

on your nerves, man. Hey, I've gotissues.

All units, bank alarm at Dakota First

National.

Fly boy at 2:00. You heard her,

kitties. Let's not be greeny.

Looks like the fire department better

rethink its hiring policy.

This is almost