Bad News Penguins
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"How much did she get?"
The phone blared with lies and reassurances. Penguin rubbed his temples, sighing. He really didn't enjoy having to take exceptional means to secure his little feifdom in Gotham. But, well, there was no other choice. Mother and Father shrank from doing what was nessicary to preserve the Cobblepot name.
The real scion of the family would not. "Yes, Warden. Tonight. I know its suspicious, Warden, that is the idea." A pause. "KWWAAAAKWAAA! JUST PLAY YOUR PART, LITTLE MAN!" Another pause.
"Yes. Its allright. Just a throat condition, kwaa, no, a lozange basket will not be nessicary, kweh. Good evening."
Penguin hung up, looking at his hands. "Out, damned spot, indeed. Kwaa, Kevin Carmichael...or however you pronounce it...will be dead tomorrow." Penguin smiled, a little. "There is a benefit in all actions, no matter how henius, however. In this case-the exposure of my enemies. My organization has needed, kwaa, a culling for some time."
The phone blared with lies and reassurances. Penguin rubbed his temples, sighing. He really didn't enjoy having to take exceptional means to secure his little feifdom in Gotham. But, well, there was no other choice. Mother and Father shrank from doing what was nessicary to preserve the Cobblepot name.
The real scion of the family would not. "Yes, Warden. Tonight. I know its suspicious, Warden, that is the idea." A pause. "KWWAAAAKWAAA! JUST PLAY YOUR PART, LITTLE MAN!" Another pause.
"Yes. Its allright. Just a throat condition, kwaa, no, a lozange basket will not be nessicary, kweh. Good evening."
Penguin hung up, looking at his hands. "Out, damned spot, indeed. Kwaa, Kevin Carmichael...or however you pronounce it...will be dead tomorrow." Penguin smiled, a little. "There is a benefit in all actions, no matter how henius, however. In this case-the exposure of my enemies. My organization has needed, kwaa, a culling for some time."