[Comprehensive British and American] Shoebill stork is passing by

The prison guards who were waiting to resist desperately put down their guns one after another.

They looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Theoretically, these two can't be put together with Ivy the Poison Ivy, and it's not a good idea to put two sporadic super-efficient bombs in the cage of another extreme environmentalist.

In theory?

But they're not jailbroken, are they?

They just want to go to another cell for a while.

This seems to be a child that can be had.

The guards agreed.

They packed the odd-looking Shoebill, which seemed particularly talkative, along with the Joker and Harley Quinn, and sent them to Poison Ivy's botanical garden.

Ivy who is talking to a little flower: ...?

"How do you..."

She was dumbfounded as she watched the clown walk in so majestically, as if this guy was a prison guard who came to spot check the cell, not a prisoner.

Harry jumped in: "Ivy! Look at it! Dangdangdang—"

She shows Ivy the shoebill.

"It's a prehistoric giant bird~"

Shoebill poked a head through the door, and under the urging of the prison guard, its body followed, moved into the room, and then paced slowly, standing among the three humans.

Keep a distance from everyone.

"Don't be shy, you'll be our little cutie from today~" Harry rubbed over and gave it a loving hug.

Ivy: "...what?"

"Why did those prison guards come in with pillows and quilts and mattresses? I don't need these things."

"But we need it, Ivy." Harley felt that Poison Ivy was jealous, so she let go of the stork and turned to Ivy, "We can't sleep on the floor."

"……?"what?

Ivy instinctively caught Harry who was flying over, and began to think. She felt that something was wrong with her mind.The brain is a little extra sticky and can't function well.

What is Harley talking about?

Why can't she understand what she's talking about even though she can understand every word?

Harley Quinn always said some crazy words, and Ivy was used to that, but today's one seemed a little different.She maintained the lowest vigilance, looked at the shoebill stork, and felt a little dazed again.

The clown has already found a place to lie down, and doesn't look like he wants to participate in the two ladies' squabbling.

Ivy finally got to the point she had overlooked, and yelled, "Leave! Who allowed you to stay here?!"

Of course Harry could stay.

The shoebill could tolerate it tentatively.

As for the clown?

Every time Gotham is bombed, this guy accidentally injures more plants than Batman and the others!

Ivy felt that she couldn't bear it at all.

Clown: "... Who do you think would want to stay in this botanical garden that is so hot that it makes people vomit?! Those idiots don't even install an air conditioner for this cage!"

"Plants don't need air conditioning."

Ivy looked disgusted, and didn't expect the clown to understand this at all.

While they were arguing endlessly, the shoebill felt a little confused. Obviously, it couldn't understand the complex social needs of humans. Compared to other things, it was time for the storks to sleep, so it chose to find a nest for itself.

The grass next to it is nice.

It paced into it, carefully searched among the tall grass, and chose a comfortable position. After gesturing left and right, it began to step on it.

A simple nest can be made quickly by trampling the tall grass flat so that they lie staggered over each other on the ground.

Then the shoebill yawned a little, closed its eyes, and fell asleep quickly.

Humans fell silent.

The clown poked his head, showing exaggerated sadness: "I haven't told a bedtime story yet!"

"Nobody wants to hear your bedtime stories."

Ivy didn't want to say even a word to the clown at all, and always felt that her brain would be infected, which was very annoying.

She stared at the piece of grass under the shoebill's body that was crippled by the bird's claws. After a long time, she rarely said anything, turned her head and walked away, and even abducted Harry.

The clown rolled his eyes and chose to roll into the shoebill's temporary nest.

If nothing else, at least it's warm enough here.

Facing the humans who squeezed in, the shoebill stork did not refuse, but maybe because it was not familiar with it, it didn't put the clown under the wings like it did with Stark, but simply rubbed it to the side, leaving space for the humans. point location.

……

…………

In the morning, the clown was woken up by Halle's yelling.

"pudding--"

"I don't eat breakfast!" The clown who hadn't removed his makeup all night roared.

Who cares if you eat breakfast or not!

Harry walked over angrily, lifted the clown out of the bird's nest, and pointed at the dumbfounded shoebill: "It doesn't eat breakfast!"

clown:……

stunned.

Harley actually killed the clown?

Ivy was stunned.

This is really...

There should be a salute or something.

Ivy looked sideways at the whalebill who had been in a daze since 7 o'clock in the morning, and muttered, "Are you a lucky bird? It feels like Halle has grown brains since you came last night."

Stork looked sideways at Ai Wei, shaking his hair, and seemed to have no understanding of what the other party was saying.

On the table made of vines, there are two breakfasts, which belong to the clown and the harley girl. Ivy does not need food. Her body is full of chlorophyll, which can directly photosynthesize.

There was a large bucket next to the table, which was full of fresh fish. The whalebill was staring at the fish in a daze just now.

"It won't eat." Harry was still fussing.

The clown just felt baffled: "It's fine if you stuff it in, just like this—" He made a gesture, tore open the mouth, stuffed the food, and then sewed up a series of movements.

Two Ladies: ...

looked at him disapprovingly.

clown:……

No, you have suddenly become good people, haven't you?

The clown suddenly became skeptical. This whalebill stork is a bit suspicious. Could it be that it has the ability to subdue intelligence?Otherwise, why did Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn look out of their minds after just one night.

Could it be Batman's conspiracy?

Ok.

possible.

"pudding--!"

Harley's yell interrupted the Joker's thoughts.

Unlike the previous situation, he didn't scold Harry for being noisy, nor did he continue to think about it. This time, he chose to solve this mess quickly.

"What?"

"It doesn't eat." Harry hugged the head of the Shoebill, almost crying.

"I'm not a veterinarian!" What's the matter with the clown?

He wants to blow up Arkham, Gotham, and the whole Bat family, he's so busy!Why do you want to control whether a strange big bird eats or not! ?

Joker senses malice from the world.

A vine that came out of nowhere handed Ivy a mobile phone, and Ivy began to search for information.

Criminals of their level have their own ways to smuggle some contraband in. If it is harmless and can pass the time, the big bat will turn a blind eye.

Ivy took a photo of the Shoebill stork, and then used image analysis to retrieve it.

"It seems to be nocturnal." Ivy hesitated, "I shouldn't eat in the morning."

"But it was sleeping last night!" Harry disagreed.

How could Ivy know, she chose to throw the phone to Harley, and let Harley see it by herself.

Harry flicked the screen up and down. No matter how you look at it, this shoebill should sleep during the day and start moving at dusk. Its main feeding time also starts at dusk and lasts until the morning when it is not too hot.

They like to sleep when the temperature is the highest.

Probably like this?

Harry felt like he didn't quite understand.

"Is the temperature high now?" Harry asked in a daze.

Ivy shrugged her shoulders: "It's just right for my plants."

"Pudin, are you hot?" Harry asked the clown again.

The clown was almost annoyed by her, and muttered angrily: "Maybe it was too tired yesterday and was jet-lagged? It's just a bird. It eats when it's hungry, and it doesn't eat when it's not. What's the good of that?" Research? Can your papaya head only hold this little stuff?"

"..." Harry narrowed his eyes in disapproval.

The clown was not interested in the whalebill at all, and had already sat down on the bench made out of vines, pulled out the napkin from his pocket and stuffed it into his collar, and began to eat his share of breakfast.

He acted while eating, improvising, and made an ordinary prison meal taste like he was chewing raw bat meat.

The Shoebill was still staring at the fish, and Harry was staring at the Shoebill.

Ivy standing in a sunny place is like petrified, she doesn’t move at all, maybe it’s photosynthesis?This behavior can also be referred to simply as "trance".

The clown munched hard while thinking.

Why are you in a daze?

Is it fun to be in a daze?

Isn't it good to have time to go to the bat cave in a daze?

It's a pity that they are in Arkham now and can't blow up the Batcave.

Joker is sorry.

Today's little bat didn't come to play with him either. The clown, who felt that he had been abandoned, finished his breakfast indignantly, propped his chin and began to stare in a daze.

One thing was spinning slowly in my mind.

A very important thing.

What is he going to do?

Ivy also felt that something was wrong, but the sunshine was so comfortable that she didn't want to think much. A beautiful clear sky in Gotham is very difficult to encounter, which made her reluctant to move.

"clatter."

There was a soft sound from the whalebill's neck.

The three humans turned around in unison, only to find that the stork just yawned a little.

Harry yawned too.

"Is it time for a nap?"

"come on."

Ivy made a bed for her with plants on the spot, and yawned herself.

Just sleep in the sun for a while, there is nothing to do anyway, Ivy thought lazily.

When Harley was close to her, Ivy directed a leaf to lay across Harley's eyes, shielding Harley from the harsh sunlight that would affect the quality of sleep for humans.

clown:……

where is wrong.

But it seems sleepy.

yawn--

He decided to sleep for a while, lying on the table like a wilted eggplant.