I've been known to complain about the current Superman/Batman series, because it is so crappy. But sometimes you just gotta pull out an old issue of World's Finest to remind yourself that it wasn't all solid gold either.
It takes place during that angst-ridden time when Batman and Superman broke up and Batman formed the Outsiders with his new loser friends ("I don't need you, Superman! I've got...Geo-Force! And Halo!").
Alright, so in fair Cape Canaveral, where we lay we scene, our star-crossed lovers are sad:
Who wants to be the Moondancers for Halloween with me?! I call Harvest Moon! (And, for the record, the lone black Moondancer is called 'New Moon,' but her powers are ice-based because she represents the dark side of the moon. For real).
These ladies spray Batman with some weird moon virus.
Anyway, in the few hours or so that Batman is sick, Gotham City goes to hell. Even more so.
So, as you can imagine, Commissioner Gordon is also missing Batman, and hoping for his speedy recovery. It's touching:
Meanwhile, Superman is flying around space looking for a cure for Batman's alien virus. He finds one in a comet somehow. It's not important. He rushes back to Earth with it, and then whips together this little contraption:
Guess what? It works. And it makes for an uncomfortable, and adorable, reunion:
Superman's living it up in Gotham, putting the fear of God back into the hearts of criminals. One thing he does is disconnect the fuse of a bomb some crooks are using to blow up a bank vault. It's awesome:
Alright, so Superman decides to maybe check in on his sick pal, who happens to have been knocked unconscious by the Moondancers.
That's about all you need to see of that story. Except maybe these panels of Batman climbing and straddling a giant phallus:
The Moondancers made a final appearance in Grant Morrison's Animal Man #25 in that comic book limbo place for forgotten characters: