"All right, spill. What exactly were you planning to do up here instead of sleeping in the middle of the night?"
High atop a building, Zuo Ci lounged in his little recliner with a cup of coffee, looking perfectly at ease.
Across from him, he had jammed the heads of the guys who had been vandalizing the billboard into it. Lined up in a row, they looked like an exclamation mark.
Their leader at the end was especially fitting: his head was wonderfully round, his buckteeth wonderfully prominent. He made the perfect dot.
"Y-you... let me go! Or else... or else I'll..."
"Or else what? Reflect moonlight off that dazzling little skull of yours and shine me to death? Pfft..."
With a disdainful laugh, Zuo Ci pulled a Bean Pod out of his robe.
Smack, smack, smack, smack!
"Are you talking or not? Are you talking or not? Are you talking or not?"
"I'm not telling!"
Zuo Ci pulled out a Spicy Bean Pod.
Smack, smack, smack, smack!
"Are you talking or not? Are you talking or not? Are you talking or not?"
"I... I..."
Zuo Ci pulled out a Peashooter.
"I'll talk! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!!!"
With his ass whipped raw, Mirror Master no longer dared to hold out. Through tears and snot, he laid out his entire plan.
"I... I haven't murdered anyone or set any fires, and I haven't robbed or raped anyone. I haven't even stolen anything. I never intended to do anything really evil. I just wanted to get famous."
"Cut the crap and get to the point, or I'll whip you to death with a Fire Pea!"
"Okay, okay, okay!
"Well, um, I wanted to replace all the billboards in Gotham with oversized sheets of specially made glass while it was still