He raised a stitched eyebrow at me and smirked. "You look scared, Doll. Is it the scars? Wanna know how I got them?" He said and my breathing got heavier.
"I know how you got those scars Joker...you told me. And no your scars don't scare me. I have some of my own too." I said and he looked at me. "I don't see any..." He said and my eyes started to burn.
Doesn't he remember I cover them?
I went to my eyebrow and hesitated to take my stuff off. "Are you sure you don't remember me Joker?" I asked as he looked at me confused.
I sighed blinking away the burn in my eyes "You started taunting Batman...That Flying Rat beat you up real bad. He made you loose your memory of the past few months. Thats why You dont remember me. Do you feel okay?" I asked and he smirked at me.
"Did you call Batman a Flying Rat? I like ya already,Doll." He said and I smiled. That got him by surprise as I walked closer.
"I don't like the thought of Batman being on Gotham's good side. I honestly think he is as crazy as the rest of the villains... considering he dresses up as a Bat." I said hoping his memory comes back if I talk to him.
"Well thats uh, different. Finally somebody gets me. Ya look awfully familiar and to comfortable around me, Doll." He said and My smile brightened a bit.
"Ive worked with you before Joker...I wasn't actually a ray of sunshine before I was Mayor." I said as he narrowed his eyes at me.
He chewed on his lip as he examined me carefully. My smile became small as I realized our deal has been paused for a moment. What if he never gets his memory back? A voice in my head said and I cursed at it.
He shook his head and smiled. He started laughing. Like a lot. He dropped on the floor and kept laughing loudly as I gave out a shaky sigh.
"Do you guys think I'm stupid? Yeah right...You cant expect me to believe this shit!" He said laughing again as I walked a bit more up to him. "Watch your language!" I said and he stopped laughing and looked up at me.
"Uh, I do what I want...follow no rules." He said smirking at me and I crossed my arms. "But you can be kind...Kindness is not weakness." I said and his smile dropped again. I saw in his eyes that he was thinking about something.
He stared at me not being able to look away from my eyes as he cleared his throat. "So you have worked for me before?" He said looking me up and down again. "With you...not for you with you." I said and he rolled his eyes. "Prove it" He said resting his arms on his knees.
"You got shot in your arm and I stitched it up in your office. Batman threw you a bat toy at your side and I patched you up in my kitchen. You have a cut at your jaw matching batman's." I said as he reached up and touched his jaw feeling the little scar.
"How do I know that you just made that up?" He said raising a eyebrow at me. He stood up leaving me hurt as he started laughing again.
"Ya may be a good story teller and not uh, be scared but that doesn't fool me, 'Mayor'" He said as I started backing up. His chained wrist came to the last of the chains connected to the wall.
He was a few feet away from me and he just smiled at me. Like if all I said was a terrible joke.
He started laughing again as I walked to the door and nocked on it. "Tell them they will have to do better..." He said.

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FanfictionI am Victory C, Im a Drug GodFather. Ive done deals with Gotham before. With Bruce Wayne, Black Mask, Penguin and many more. I am wanted in over 3 countries as 'a dangerous MAN in his 40's' Im Not that. Im 27 and A Very Very Dangerous Woman...we...