"I wonder if they know about me?" Joker hummed, as he prowled the streets, trailing the child he barely remembered raising in another life.

Fragments of faded memories led him here, to this ordinary home. He watched as the teen went about their humdrum routine.

How disappointing to find his own progeny was just another cog in the machine. They resembled the man he was before his baptism in chemicals opened his eyes.

Part of him wanted to break them, to to open their eyes to the funny side.