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"Honey, what's that?" He said watching Harley walk around the small room.
"Mistah J, that's a child," Harley smiled as she tickled the small human who sat in her arms.

"I know that!" He growled "Get rid of it." Harley pouted, "Why, you know I can't have children," letting the toddler roam the room, "I told you I don't want anything to do with it."
The small child hugged Joker's leg looking up with their big (e/c) eyes, but soon got peeled off by the Joker's big white bony hands.

"C'mon lets go (Y/n)," Harley said leading the small child out of the room leaving Joker alone.
The blonde sat (Y/n) on her bed, "don't worry, you'll stay by mommy's side till the end."
Over the next week Harley and (Y/n) spent time together, the usual Mother Daughter bonding sessions.

"Hold it like this sugar," Harley places the gun in the child's hands, "aim and shoot."

BANG!

"Like that?" The small child asked softly, "yes just like that sugar, next time aim for the head," the blonde said reassuringly.

BANG!

"I did it!" (Y/n) said jumping up and down,
"First headshot, good job," she clapped excitedly, "Come give mommy a hug."
Joker stood by the back door watching the two laughing together, "Oh Puddin!" Harley's voice pierced the air, "I have some business to attend to, so I'm leaving (Y/n) with you," she smiled. "No I told you to get rid of it,"
"See ya later Puddin," she blew an air kiss as she walked out.

(Y/n) looked round the corner looking at Joker "look kid, it's just me and you,"
"Oh, Okay." (Y/n) says softly, "where did mommy go?"
Joker's heart warmed instantly, "She had a some business to sort," he crouched down awkwardly, "Okay, can we do something?" The toddler says placing her small hands on Jokers knees. Joker rested his hand on his neck, he didn't really know what to do, he's never felt like this before, he's always had a vague idea of what he wanted. But not today.

"Sure, what do you like to do then sugar." The girl shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know,"
Joker stood up pacing round the room wondering what they could do, "Up." The young girl said tugging on his trouser leg, "No," The Joker refused and looked down into her (e/c) eyes full of longing. "Ugh Fine," he picked the small girl up sitting her on his hip, her small hands skimming through his bright green hair, "I like," she whispered to herself, "Like what?" He questioned the girl. "I like you and your green hair!" The girl clapped her small delicate hands, "Why thank you Puddin,"

"Why don't you like me?" The curious child asked, Joker's face turned from light hearted ness to guilty, the fact that he never gave her the chance and disliked her from the beginning, "I do, sugar what makes you say that?" He said, "You never play with me and mommy," The girl looks down sadly, "How about when mommy is back," Joker felt weird calling Harley mommy, "we can all play together," he proposed the young girls eyes lit up, "That sounds nice Joker," she said snuggling into his chest, "Call me Daddy, sweetie." Joker whispers into the sleeping girls' ear.

Wow not like that you perverts ;)