Jester and Julia find themselves sitting in the back seat. In the front Harley drives as Jason sits in the passenger seat next to her. There's four other vehicles in precession with theirs, all clowns. Harley can hear a J-like growl emit from Jason's throat. Before it even comes out all the way he's spinning around to face Jester. Jester slightly flinches, expecting to be hit. Because that's what J would do.
"I know you expect me to hit you right about now." His eyes stare unblinking, leaving Jester unable to read him. With J, Jester had the added advantage of the whole twin thing. He almost always knew what J was thinking, and sometimes even feeling. They didn't even have to be in the presence of each other. They just had a bond only identical twins could understand. But he truly has no idea what Jason is thinking. Then Jason continues, "But that's such a J thing to do," he rolls his eyes. A split second later Jason is pulling his gun, cocking it, and aiming it a Julia,
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"But I really do want you to take me seriously Jester, which is the reason I'm currently aiming at your... heh-heh...your heart," Jason smiles broadly as he watches Jester's eyes go wide in fear. Yes, Jason now knows Jester's weak spot. It was Julia. "If you ever get yourself into a predicament like this again, do not expect a bail out from me. Do you think it's easy to organize an operation to save your asses? Do you have any idea the hell I have to go through? How much fucking money it costs me? I am not J. I'm not your identical twin. Or your missing piece. J envied you. I do not. So you had better fucking Joker up bro. Learn to take care of yourself and your woman, because I will not do it for you. We may be genetically tied together by a whore neither of us ever met, but I will kill you if I have to. Or her," Jason shrugs carelessly, "Whichever is funnier or hurts more. That's the true Joker way after all."
Jester's lips part, because being mouthy was what he did best. He always knew what to say. And J always knew what to do. Pangs of guilt mix in with the uncertainty and fear he was currently feeling. He didn't know Jason. Not in the way J did. J knew him as Robin. J molded and mentored Jason. J taught him how to be the Joker. Anyway, you know the story. J and Jason had a relationship before and after his numbering transformations. Jester only knows the post chemical Jason. To Jester, Jason was truly unpredictable. And he hated the way that made him feel. Jason's words echo in his head through his twins voice, "fucking Joker up". Yeah.
Jester's tongue goes across his lips, "You know, first of allI don't seem to recall asking you for any help. Julia, my love, did you ask my brother for help?" He asks her.
"I did not baby," Julia answers.
"Secondly," Jester continues, "you wouldn't have saved me out of the goodness of your heart. Which means that I must be of some use to you, to even go to the effort," Jester cocks a knowing green brow, knowing he has revealed a weakness in Jason as well. "However, I get your warning...bro. And third, J envied me? J found me inferior, lacking, and soft. He didn't see me as good enough to be like him. Which is why you're the one sitting there pretending to be him and not me."
