It was a normal day for you in Gotham city, gunshots and sirens were heard, some criminal must have escaped from Arkham, maybe the joker

the comedian isn't just anyone to you... maybe he is, but you are his firstborn! Your oldest child! He paid for his sins

One night you are trying to relax in your own room when someone knocks on the door and kicks it open.

it's your little brother, the Joker Junior, who loves to tease you and annoy you, because he knows he's annoying

He walks towards you with a smile identical to your father's and leans against the table.

“What are you doing?” said the little clown, perhaps the twenty-third time he had asked you that…maybe.