Home Alone 2: Lost in Smallville

Flash ran all the way back to his uncle's abandoned house. He goes into a laundry chute all the way back inside.

Inside, he rolled a paper of the boody traps he will set up for the Joker and Harley Quinn.

He takes a blowtorch and a nail gun out of a toolchest. He squirted the green slime that he bought from the toy store all over the floor. He took jumper cables and connected them to the sink. He squirted slime onto the paint roller and spread it onto the ladder of the fire escape. Outside he piled up paint cans. He poured gasoline into the empty toilet. He sawed the wooden ladder. He led down a rope all the way down to the last floor. And he coated another rope kerosene. He takes wood that was a floor and reveals a hole.

Meanwhile at the Plaza Hotel, Celestia and the rest of the family were in the lobby.

"We'd like to offer you a complimentary suite." Filthy Rich told them. "It's a penthouse with a view of the park. I think you'll find it satisfactory. It was recently vacated by a countess."

"What kind of hotel lets a child check in alone?" Celestia said, feeling pounded.

"The boy had a very convincing story." Cinch told her.

"What kind of idiots work here?"

"The finest in New York."

"When you learned the credit card was stolen..." Sombra tried to say.

"I made the discovery." Filthy told him.

"Why did you let him leave?"

"When we confronted him, and he ran!"

"You scared him! It's Christmas Eve, and because of you, our child is lost in a huge city." Celestia exclaimed.

"Could you take our family and luggage up to the room." Sombra asked.

"Yes, Sir."

"I'll go to the police station to make sure they're looking for Flash. I want you to stay here..."

"I'm going to look for him." Celestia interrupted.

"With all due respect, your son is lost in one of the world's biggest cities." Filthy Rich said.

"Could you stay out of this?" Sombra shutted him up. "It's not a good idea to run around New York City alone."

"If Flash can, so can I." Celestia told him.

"Celestia..."

"I'll be fine. The way I feel, no mugger or murderer would mess with me."

"Madam." Filthy Rich continued. "There are hundreds of armed parasites out there!"

Celestia slaps him.

"Do bundle up. It's awfully cold outside."

Meanwhile, at Grand Pears Toy Store, it was closing time, and the lights were off. Joker popped out of his little toy house.

"Harley, Harley, come on, let's go." Joker whispered.

The two jokesters moved down the stairs, to the area where the cash register is at.

"Crowbars up!"

They both clink each other's crowbar. They both dig into both the cash register and the chest where the money for the Children's Hospital.

Outside, Flash was walking by, holding a long wooden board and a paint can. He puts them down and looks through the glass window and see's Joker and Harley robbing the store.

"This is more money than I can even count!" Harley laughed. "It makes you wonder why we spent so much time robbing homes or banks or try killing Batman."

Then Flash places the wooden board on the paint can. Then he comes to knock on the glass and Joker and Harkey see him.

"He's back!" Joker exclaimed.

Then Flash snaps a picture with a camera.

"He took our picture!"

"How was my hair?"

He pulls out a brick out of his bag with a letter to Mr. Pear.

"This is it. No turning back. Another Christmas in the trenches." He told himself as he began to throw the brick at the window.

"NOOOOOO!"

It went right through with a loud shatter. The alarm begins to ring.

"That's it! Get the money! I'll kill him!"

They begin to chase after him. As Joker landed outside through the window, he lands on the wood board, then notices something.

"I'm coming, Puddin!" Harley called.

"Harley, No!"

Harley then lands on the other side of the wooden board, causing Joker to go flying up and crashes onto a car. Joker winces in pain.

"Puddin, that was incredible!"

As she helps Joker up...

"Hey, guys! Smile!"

Flash takes another picture of them as he runs off. Joker gets up and he and Harley run after him.

Meanwhile, Celestia reaches the same apartment building Flash was at. She knocks on the door and tries to look at the window to see if someone was home. Then a taxi drives by.

"Taxi!"

She jumps right in and then takes off. Just then Flash returns just as they left and climbs into the chute. Joker and Harley Quinn were 8 feet far from him and where about to catch up as they got to the apartment building.

"Where'd he go?" Harley wondered.

"I'm up here! Come and get me!" Flash called all the way from the roof and takes one last picture.

"Let's kill him!"

"Hold on, darling. We got busted last time, because we underestimated that little bundle of misery." Joker reminded her.

"This ain't like the last time. This ain't his house. The kid's running scared. He ain't got a plan."

"May I do the thinking please? Sonny!"

"Yes?" Flash called.

"Nothing would thrill me more greatly than to shoot you." Joker called all the way down. "Knocking off a youngster ain't gonna mean all that much to me. Understand?"

"Mm-hmm."

"But since we're in a hurry, I'll make a deal with you: you throw down your camera and we won't hurt you. You'll never hear from us again. Okay?"

"You promise?"

"I cross my heart and hope to die."

"Okay."

Flash picks up a brick from a pile behind him.

"Okay, kid. Give it to me!"

Flash throws the brick all the way down to Harley, hitting her on the forehead. She falls in pain.

"Direct hit!"

Harley seemed conscious.

"How many fingers am I holding up, Harley?" Joker asked.

"Eight?" Harley replied, woozy.

"Okay, kid. You want to throw bricks? Go ahead, throw another one."

Flash picks up another brick and throws it down, hitting Harley again.

"If you can't do any better than that, you're going to lose." Joker shouted back.

Flash grabs another and throws it again at Harley.

"You got any more?"

It seemed like he's given up.

"Get up, Harley. He don't have any more bricks, he's out of them." Joker said.

Flash sneaks the last brick to them. Harley notices and mumbles to him.

"What?"

Harley mumbles even louder.

"What?"

Flash throws the brick and Joker turns and moves out of the way and hits Harley again.

"That did it! Nobody throws bricks at me and gets away with it." Joker shouted and he instructs Harley. "Come on! You go this way. I'll go around back."

Harley was still woozy.

Flash ran back down to the first floor.

Harley got up and stumble up the steps to the door. She grabbed the door handle and it broke off, seeing it connected to a rope. Harley pulls the rope even further, not knowing that the rope was connected to a nail gun. As Harley finally pulls the end of the rope....

"Yeow!"

A nail shoots right in her butt. She painfully turns and another nail shoots right in her thigh. And then in her face.

Meanwhile, Joker was marching all the way to the back. Then he see's a fire escape ladder (same one Flash covered with green slime.) and climbs up to a trash crate. He thought he would swing himself to the window. Joker leaped towards the ladder, grabs the bar where the slime was and then his hands slip and he lands onto the ground. Slime drips onto his forehead. Joker grunts.

Meanwhile, Harley pulls a nail out of her face. She is angry and decides to kick down the door. And when she does, she is finally inside.

"Puddin! I reached the top!" Harley called out.

But then she stumbles and falls down into the hole Flash set up. As she is on the floor, she cracks her bones back into place and faints.

Meanwhile, Joker is climbs up the stairs to the back door into the apartment. Inside, Flash was setting up another trap. Joker hears him at the door as he runs off.

"You better do better than this, kid." Joker grunted as he kicked the door open.

And when he did, a bag of hard tools unzips and the tools collapsed onto him.

Meanwhile, Harley gets up and another snap to her back.

"Wow! What a hole!" She spoke.

She looks around and sees a rope leading up to the first floor. As she walks over to it, she steps into the slime and starts slipping. She slips into the slime and speeds all the way to shelf where the paint cans were at. She crashes into it, causing the shelf to fall into her, splatting paint all over her.

Meanwhile, Joker gets up from the hit and turns on every lightbulb in the hallway.

Harley Quinn now covered in paint, gets up and spits out the paint in her mouth. She goes to the sink to wash off the paint. But little did she know that it was connected to jumper cables. As she touched the hot and cold handles....she gets electrocuted. Flash turns the power the cable up. and then turns it off, leaving Harley toasted.

Meanwhile, Joker was turning every lightbulb on. As he got to the one where the bathroom is, his head catches on fire. He couldn't even tell what light it was coming from, until he sees his head on fire in the mirror. he tries the sink, but no water. Then he turns to the toilet filled with gasoline and puts his head in it and then.....BOOM! Now Joker's face is black.

Harley stumbles to the rope where it led to the floor, she yaks it to make sure it's not another trap.

"Puddin, I'm coming up!" She called.

As she grabs onto the rope, it collapses and show it's connected to a weighted powder bag and then falls onto Harley. Now Harley is covered in powder.

"I'm gonna murder that kid!" She grunted and then sneezes.

Harley made a pile for her to climb on to reach the hole to the top. When she climbed it, she reaches the top. But the pile collapses, but she still made it.

Flash was sneaking pass Joker who is looking at himself in the mirror and runs to the wooden ladder, but Harley sees him.

"Hey!"

"Don't you know a kid always wins against two idiots?" Flash replied as he climb up.

"Puddin! He's in the living room! He went up the ladder!" Harley called Joker.

Joker marches towards Flash and climbs up the ladder. But the ladder snaps, sending Joker falling to the floor, face first.

Harley climbs up to the floor to help him.

"I'm coming, Puddin. I'm coming. Puddin!"

Harley helps him up.

"You didn't lose any teeth! Come on, he went to the second floor."

"Hey!" Flash called. "Why don't you guys try the stairs."

"Right. Thanks for the tip, kiddo." Harley grinned as heads to the stairs.

But Joker stops her.

"Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Remember what happened last year?" He reminded her.

"No."

"Watch this. Let's get him!"

Joker stomps on the steps, pretending that he's coming up the stairs. Then Flash throws down a paint can sending it to Joker's direction, but misses.

"Ow! He busted me right in my mouth, Harley!" Joker faked.

"Now I remember!" Harley laughed.

"That's one."

"Don't worry, Puddin. I'll get him."

Harley played along as Flash throws another paint can that misses Harley.

"Ow! Right in the schnoz." She faked.

"That's two. Come on, let's get him."

They continue up the stairs, but Flash drops a pipe.

"Oops."

Joker and Harley get hit and then he fall all the way down the hole here Harley fell into.

"That's...three."

Flash cuts the rope which caused the pipe to fall down the stairs and into the hole.

CRASH!

"That's four."

Flash runs off to escape, but Joker and Harley were already continuing the chase.

"Harley, are you sure this is safe?" Joker asked.

"I’ve worked all the kinks out. Solid as a rock." Harley replied.

They climbed up the pile to reach the top, and then the pile falls down again.

"Like a rock, huh?"

"Hey! You guys give up?" Flash called. "Have you had enough pain?"

"Never!"

Flash runs up the stairs with a rope that's connected the doorknob and ties to a tool chest.

Joker and Harley were rushing upstairs.

"You better say every prayer you ever heard!" Joker grunted.

"I hope your parents got you a tombstone for Christmas." Harley laughed.

As they reached the top...

"Where'd he go?"

"I'm up here and I'm really scared."

Joker pulls the doorknob which is connected to the rope and then the toolchest comes tumbling down the stairs.

"What's that sound?"

They reach closer to the door and hears the clattering and then...the toolchest comes crashing through the door sending Joker and Harley flying right to the wall.

"That was the sound of a tool chest...falling down the stairs." Harley groans.

Flash head to the roof and yanks the rope down all the way down the ground. Then he begins to climb down the rope.

Joker and Harley finally reached the top.

"Even if I get the chair, I'm killing that kid!" Joker said, angrily "Surrender, kid!"

They made it outside, but Flash was already down the bottom.

"I'm down here, you big horse's butt!" He called.

They both looked down to where he is.

"Nice night for a neck injury!"

Harley grabs a brick.

"Suck brick, kid!"

Harley throws the brick down at him but misses. Joker has no choice for them but to go down the rope.

"Come on, Harley." He said to Harley.

Harley looked down and felt woozy.

"Come on, you big sissy."

Harley joins along as they go down the rope. But Harley smells something.

"Puddin? You wearing aftershave?" She asked.

"That's not aftershave, that's kerosene." Joker replied. "The rope is soaked in it."

"Why would anyone soak a rope in kerosene?"

Then they see Flash light up a match.

"Merry Christmas." He said.

Then he sets the rope on fire.

"Go up!"

They rush up the rope as they got closer to each other. And as the fire got closer, they both fall and right onto the board making the cans of paint and varnish fly in the air. Joker lands on the ground and Harley lands on top of him.

"Get off me!"

Then they see they paint and varnish rain in the air as it splashes all over them along with the cans. Now they are all covered in it.

Flash was running far from them as possible. He reaches the telephone booth and dials 9-1-1.

"Two guys who robbed Grand Pear's Toy Chest are in the park. Smallville Park West, 95th Street. Look for fireworks. Hurry, they got a gun."

Joker and Harley Quinn got up and ran after him.

"I'm down here. Better come and get me before I call the cops."

He runs pass the crosswalk and into the park. But then, he slips on a spot of ice and falls. His view starts spinning around until...Joker and Harley finally caught up to him.

"My, how the tables have turned." Harley evilly grinned.

"How do you like the ice?" Joker laughed as he grabbed Flash. "Let's go for a little stroll in the park."

They walk deep into the shadows of the park along with Flash. Finally, they found a private spot. Joker takes the bag and see's the photos that Flash took of them.

"Great for the album." Joker teased.

"You may’ve won the battle, dude, but you lost the war." Harley spoke closer to him.

"You ought not of messed with us. We’re dangerous." Joker then pulls out his gun.

Harley notices cats around the rocks.

"Puddin."

"Shut up."

Then come more cats.

"Mr. J."

"Shut up! I want to enjoy this."

"Something's wrong. Let's get out of here!"

"Shut up!"

Someone in a latex suit was sneaking behind them.

"You know, I never made it to the 6th grade...and it doesn't look like you're gonna either." Joker smiled even scarier.

Then they hear a loud whip crack in the air and turn to see that it came from none other than....Catwoman!

"Let him go!" She spoke.

"Catwoman? What's she doing in Smallville?" Harley asked herself.

"Flash, run!"

Flash dashed off, and Joker was trying to shoot her, but the gun was covered in varnish making it impossible to shoot.

"Shoot her! Shoot her! Shoot her!" Harley demanded.

"I'm trying!" Joker shouted.

Then Catwoman tosses a bucket of cat litter all over them. A huge group of cats scrambled all over them and started climbing all over them and nibbling them. Catwoman blows a kiss and takes her leave. Flash gets out firecrackers, lights a match and lights up the fireworks and runs off. The fireworks exploded as the police showed up.

The squad rushes to the area where it was coming from. At last, they see Joker and Harley Quinn on the ground.

They grab the two jokesters and find the bag they have. They find the pictures that were taken by Flash and the tape where it had the recordings of what they said.

"You two should’ve started earlier. The prisoners already exchanged gifts." The cop said.

"We missed the presents? He made us hide in the store and steal the kiddies’ charity money." Harley ratted themselves out.

"Shut up, Harley!" Joker hit her on the hip. " You've got the right to remain silent, ya know."

"He's a little cranky. We just broke out of the Arkham Asylum a few days ago."

"Shut up, Harley! Jeez!"

"Get them out of here!"

"We're gonna make sure you two get shipped off back to Arkham, where you belong." Another cop said.

"Remember, If this makes the papers... ...we’re no longer the Crime Couple, we’re the Sticky Couple." Harley continued.

Meanwhile, Mr. Pear inspects the Crime Couple' damage to his store.

"Well, Mr. Pear, it's all over with. We apprehended the thieves and recovered your money." A cop told him.

"Good. I want to get that money over to the Children's Hospital as soon as possible." Mr. Pear replied.

An inspector walks up to him with a note.

"Excuse me, Mr. Pear? I found this note. Looks like a kid broke your window."

Mr. Pear looks at the note which was written by Flash.

"Dear Mr. Pear, I broke your window to catch the bad guys. I'm sorry. Do you have insurance? If you don't, I'll send you some money, if I ever get back to Chicago. Merry Christmas, Flash Sentry. P.S.: Thanks for the turtle doves."

Grand Pear smiled, he realized Flash was grateful for the Turtle Doves he gave him.

"Turtle doves. Oh..."