About 10 years later, after he was dropping in and out of orphanages, trying to figure out a life for him, he gave up and put himself on the streets at 23. Someone took him in, a cranky old man whose only interest was science.
And he kept lots and lots of strange chemicals in his shed and sure enough, he wasn't cranky when he let Andrew use them. As Andrew tried to figure out a way to make everyone smile like he did, there was something he didn't anticipate.
This plan went awfully wrong when the cranky old man picked up a bunch of strange chemicals and put them in the shed. To test out whether a chemical would make someone smile, Andrew decided that it would be a good idea for that to happen.
Revenge.
He got laughing gas and placed it into one large bottle mixed with a little bit of vodka, blood and some salt. But when Andrew reached across for the last ingredient, he poured a special acid into the mix.
Jumping back from this fright, Andrew spilt some on him and when he tried to wipe his face, it burned. And it burned the smile on his face... to a permanent smile. This misfortune.
Who caused this to happen?
Who let his mother die?
Who created the world for heroes when it was finally time for the villains to take charge?
That's right.. Gotham City.
And it was about time, he showed Gotham what is leading them to destruction and who really is the King of Gotham.
~10 years after The Joker made his big debut ~
"Come on, Mr J! Pedal to the metal!!" shrieked Andrew or more as he went as by now, the Joker's girlfriend who was not only a qualified psychiatrist but a lot of fun and super hot, but she was crazy beyond crazy. And crazy in love with him. Her name was Harley Quinn. Or more like Harleen Quinzel as she went by.
"Alright, alright, Harley. I'm going as fast as I can. Not that I can stop Bat-Boy here any time soon, but I'll try- FUCK!" angrily said The Joker as Batman landed on his car. And shattered the windscreen.
"Joker. Harley. You're both under arrest."
"Come on, Bat-Boy. Why so serious?"
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Villains
Short StoryEver wondered what the stories of the villains were? Maybe not your everyday fairytale. Or your everyday love story. Read, and you'll find out.
