As he approached the building, he saw someone else at the entry, holding a piece of paper similar to his own. An invitation. He recognized him as Jervis Tetch, a man who maybe wasn't quite a friend, but the closest thing to it that Jonathan had, anyway.
"Ah, Scarecrow, my good man. I see you also received the mysterious invitation."
Jonathan nodded.
"Gentlemen, welcome to our new base of operations!" A loud and imposing voice resonated from behind the beaten down door to the building. It swung open, barely managing to stay on its hinges, and revealed… Jerome Valeska himself, face for a mask and all.
Now, it wasn't too much of a surprise. As if Jerome could actually die.
"Sorry to have left you two for so long, I left Gotham for a bit, to… re-find myself. Quite a fall I took there, eh?" He grinned wickedly at them all. Jonathan smiled a bit- he had grown somewhat close to Jerome as he had with Jervis back in Arkham, and damnit, he missed the chaotic son of a bitch.
"So, I'm back, and I thought to myself, 'Hey, Jerome, wouldn't it be just nifty if all us villain-y people decided to get together!'"
The Warners finally finished rolling, momentarily catching their breath.
"That should do it," said Yakko.
He and Wakko looked up and saw Lyre.
"Helloooooooo angelic nurse!" they shouted.
"Boys," Dot remarked. "Go fig."
They tried to jump into her arms, but Drakus stopped them in midair.
"Whoa now, little doggies, hold the phone!" he shouted.
They landed back on the ground, then stretched out their arms and grabbed various phones from out of nowhere and held them in their hands. Dot joined in for comedic purposes.
"Is this enough?" Yakko said.
"Okay, who the heck are y'all?" Daphne asked.
"We're the Warner Brothers!" Yakko and Wakko introduced.
"And the Warner Sister!" Dot added.
"I'm Yakko."
"I'm Wakko."
"And I'm Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Fanna Bobesca the Third! But you can call me Dot. Call me Dottie and you die."
"Okay, add living toons to the monsters I'd never think to see." Drakus said.
The Warners let out gasps, obviously insulted by Drakus' remark.
"Exsqueeze me?" said Yakko. "You're calling me and my sibs monsters?!"
"We're not monsters," said Dot, "but this is."
She took out a small white box, opened the lid, and out came her pet. It was a mix of a shark, a dragon, a wolf, and Huggy Wuggy. Drakus yelped and fell backwards as the Warners laughed.
Soon, a toon like the Warners walked into the room, clad in a dark orchid sleeveless vest with the collar flapped up, and a cerulean skirt. On her arms were pale lavender silk and fabric arm gloves.
Finally, the last being tumbled out. That being a bipedal creature, wearing what appeared to be an extravagant business suit, and then, for a head, some sort of... rainbow frog, as the being slowly approached her, and looked at the squad, as Ridley promptly got out Sinner's Lane's beating stick, which was a mallet used to ward off the occasional rat or demonic being seeking to feed on flesh.
"Alright, jeez, you don't need to beat my ass. I get it, you're not used to seeing a frog man in your place, but where I come from, we are a tiny bit more calm when eldritch beings enter our lives."
To say the X-Squad was shocked by the sudden speech of this creature was an under statement, as they heard the frog speak clearly as day, easily understood as they continued to observe their surroundings. Wanting to try and rectify Ridley's probably justifiable attempt at assault, Roman decided to try and be civil to the creature.
"Okay...hello... May I ask what your name is, good sir, or madam?" Roman asked, as the creature nodded, as it spoke clearly, without even moving its mouth.
"I am known as the philanthropist Martin C. Itopants, but you can call me Martin. And yes, I am a dude."
Just then, someone knocked on the door, and Mystle opened it, as she saw an unusually tall, extremely deep purple monster with twig-like limbs, clad in a patchwork suit jacket, a yellow mask of a smiling jack-o'-lantern face with one tooth and a shoddy brown hat with a darker brown band.
"Trick-or-treat." The being said, his voice stragely eloquent for a strange man.
"It ain't Halloween, you fuck!" Mystle snapped.
"But wait, I —" The being sputtered, as Mystle slammed the door shut, only for the being to shove open the doors. "You have insulted me! For this you must pay... with your LIVES!"
"And what do you mean by that, Skinny?" Mystle remarked, smirking even as the being pulled out a watermelon carved like a jack-o'-lantern.
"There's only one way for you to avoid this fate." The being said. "I need a treat. If you can collect 500 pieces of candy, and bring it to me before the last jack-o-melon goes out... I will let you live." The being said, blowing out the melon jack-o'-lantern, only to realize too late that the X-Squad outnumbered him 100 to 1. "Oh, oh dear."
"So, daughter, X-Squad, you're probably wondering why you're here," Genjuro said sternly, back turned to Chris and the X-Squad, with his arms folded behind his back because he was a manchild who thought it made him look cool and damn him if it didn't.
"Yeah, I was kind of wondering that too, dad," Chris grumbled.
Neither of them reacted to calling each other parent and child. Neither of them noticed they had called each other parent and child. There was a betting pool as to how long it would take for them to realize it.
As bridge bunnies Aoi Tomosato and Sakuya Fujitaka quietly exchanged money under their consoles, Genjuro turned to face Chris. "Once again, the omniverse is on the brink of disaster," he said firmly, looking and sounding more like an action hero than that whack job Doctor Ver could ever have.
"Genjuro, my good buddy pal chum chum!" Martin said, as Genjuro opened his arms to embrace Martin in a hug, as everyone looked at each other confused, with Chris looking at Drakus as he just shrugged.
"Ummmmm, do you know this dude, dad?" She finally asked.