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Protective Father//53.

Info:The Joker does not agree with his only daughter dating his right-hand man's son, Jax Frost (Aka Johnny Depp) .-

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The Joker was strolling down the long corridor above the first level of the nightclub. It was roughly 6pm and the club wasn't open until 8. So right now he was trying to get everything ready, including staff being called to work, dancers being organised for shifts and VIP guests being accommodated to.

As he was making his way to his office, where all this organising would take place, he picked up the sound of silent chattering coming from his daughter's bedroom.

She knows she's not allowed company over, for obvious reasons. She would usually go to her friends' houses instead, and used the excuse of her mom being too sick to have anyone over.

But now, the Joker was positive he could hear another person behind that door, and their voice sounded almost masculine? If he finds his 16 year old daughter with a boy in her room he will go full psycho.

He marched up to the door, before swinging it open, causing it to slam off the back wall. He didn't even think about knocking, wanting to catch them both in the act if he had to.

But he was surprised to find a rather older looking teenage boy sitting on the other side of her bed, chuckling at a joke she just made. But as soon as their eyes landed on the door after the loud intrusion they both widened.

"Who the fuck are you?" J asked intensely, striding farther into the room as the boy began to stand up from the bed.

"M-My name is Jax F-" Before he could finish his sentence the Joker grabbed him harshly by the collar of his white t-shirt, which was accompanied by a black leather jacket of all things.

"Lucy you know you're not allowed company." He spoke venomously, glare fixed on his nervous daughter who began to fidget with her hands.

"I know Dad, it's just I was really bored and Jax was already at the club so I just asked if we could chat." She answered, keeping a brave face on in front of her psychopath of a Dad, wondering where her mom was during all of this.

"And why was he already at the club, hm?" He asked, the question now aimed at the boy who he began to shake in his grasp.

"M-My Dad works here sir, his name is Jonny Frost." J suddenly dropped him, causing the boy to land on his arse on the hardwood floor with a thud.

Jax slicked back his dark brown hair, cocoa eyes following the clowns' every move. "What age are you boy?" The green haired man asked, arms crossed over his red-blood shirt as he waited for an answer.

"I'm 18, Mr.Joker." J was impressed by his courtesy, but that soon vanished when he heard that the boy was practically an adult, in his 16 year old daughter's room.

"And I'm sure you're aware that my daughter is only 16?" He asked, gaze not leaving that of the boys confident orbs.

Lucy sat quietly on the bed, watching as Jax picked himself off the floor. "I am aware, but I assure you Mr.Joker, I had no intentions of doing anything you might be thinking."

The Joker was satisfied with his answer, but still annoyed that his righthand man had failed to tell him that he had an 18 year old son all these years.

He ambled out of the room, looking back suspiciously before leaving the door wide open, in case they tried anything. He made his way to the basement, where Frost and the rest of the goons were polishing and testing firearms of different sorts in the sound proof room.

The room grew silent when the Joker entered, heads were kept low and eyes concentrated on the tasks at hand.

"Frost, a word," He announced, spotting Jonny out of the crowd. The henchman nodded, before following the Joker up to the main club area, where they both stood opposite the bar. "You never told me you had an 18 year old son?" He continued, eyes narrowed menacingly.

"Boss, I have told you before, you just might have been too busy to remember," He tried to make the fact that the Joker forgot what his henchman said a bit more understandable from his point of view. "But why do you bring it up?"

J growled like a pissed off dog, arms folded once again as he directed his stern eyes to the main staircase, which led to Lucy's room along with many others. "Well your son, has been showing an interest in my daughter."

"Oh, I'm sorry boss, I told him to stay in the basement and help, but there was no harm done?" He asked more of a worried question than a statement.

"Well not yet anyways, but you tell your boy to stay away from her." Before he could begin to threaten him, a feminine voice squealed with delight from the top of the stairs.

"Puddin'! Did you see Lucy has a boy in her room!" She giggled with glee, jumping down the remaining steps as she skipped towards him and Frosts' intense conversation.

"Yes, unfortunately I did." He said through gritted teeth as he glared daggers at his henchman.

"He's a good kid J, I promise he won't try anything on Lucy." Frost spoke sincerely as he worriedly met his Boss' glare.

"Oh is it Frosty's son?!" Harley gasped dramatically, excitement coursing through her blood as the ship she had wanted forever just started sailing. "I'll have to make sure I teach Lucy about safety and kiddie prevention." She beamed at her clown prince who immediately froze with horror.

"Over my dead body is she doing anything of the kind!" He blurted out, rage coursing through his blood as his fists began to shake with anger.

"Relax Mistah J, I was only joking." She grinned at his over reaction, amused that her prince would be so protective over their daughter.

The next minute Jax and Lucy were at the top of the staircase, wondering what the commotion was all about as they could hear the shouting from her bedroom.

"Jax, come back down and help with the equipment." Frost said quickly, hoping to avoid another uncomfortable situation.

"Sure Dad, but what was all the shouting about?" The boy asked, confusion spreading across his perfect features as he slicked back strands of hair from his forehead. He sauntered over to the trio, with Lucy on his heels.

Before Frost could answer him, the Joker harshly grabbed him by the collar again, forcing him to stand on his tippy toes with how high he was holding him. "If you lay one fucking finger on my daughter," He spat angrily, shaking the boy in his grasp. "I'll kick you right back to the fucking Grease musical you came from." He threatened although it wasn't as worrying as most of his threats were, so Jax thought of that as a win.

He instantly nodded his head, chocolate orbs anxiously staring down at the madman before he was dropped to the ground, this time, managing to stay on his feet.

J moved out of his way so he could follow Frost back towards the basement, only after receiving a cuff on the back of the head by his father. Who knew he had gotten away lightly this time.

"Weren't you a bit harsh on him Dad?" Lucy questioned sheepishly, tugging at the sleeves of her long jumper as she looked up at him in an accusing manner.

"You'll thank me when you're older, trust me, guys like that are always trouble."
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