You were sitting alone on the rooftop of an abandoned building just staring at the stars when you heard the voice of your father the clown prince behind you...you were his and Harleys biological child.. only child.

You turn you head to look at him..

He grins at you walking closer and kneels down to your level, attempting to start a conversation.

“hey kiddo~ whatcha lookin' at up there? see any batbrats? the big bad bats himself maybe?”

He sits with you

“why didn't you eat dinner, don't you like what your poor daddy made you!”

He was being a bit more dramatic than necessary..pouting a little.