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After mommy went to live with the angels, The Joker took you in for a while. The King of Gotham always tells you to be quiet, he often snaps and he doesn't like it when you call him daddy. The Penthouse is a strange place that has a lot of extravagant decorations J doesn't want you to touch; he doesn't even smile and he seems mad all the time. Mommy used to say her ex-husband is like that because he doesn't have a heart and the five year old is determined to find him one.
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"Daddy... ...Daddy... ..." you shyly call out to him and jump when another strong thunder shakes the penthouse.
The Joker opens one eye, not pleased to see his 5 years old daughter by his bed.
"What do you want?" he snarls as you hold your pink teddy bear tighter.
"Daddy...I'm scared..." you sniffle and rub your eyes, on the verge of crying since the crazy storm ravaging Gotham in the middle of the night is only getting worse.
"I told you not to call me that!" J gets on his elbow, displeased. "Go back to your room and stop bothering me! It's nothing to be scared of, ok? Come on, shoo!" he points his finger towards the exit and your bottom lip quivers.
"I'm scared..." you try to explain but The Joker already had enough: he rolls out of bed, grabbing your hand in the process and guides his daughter outside the master bedroom, irritated.
"Go to sleep!" and the door is slammed while you start sobbing, terrified when the powerful rumbling makes the floor vibrate.
"Let....let's go, Stewart..." you hug the teddy bear and decide to return to your quarters because daddy chased you away; there's no way he will let you in his bed. Not like mommy did when this happened... She used to cuddle with you and hummed songs that calmed you down until you weren't afraid anymore. Now mommy's gone and your father is nothing like her.
You merely know him though; mommy brought you here every two to three months so he can see you: he didn't really look at you nor talked to his little girl. They would always end up fighting and mommy would cry in the elevator all the way to the garage, saying that she loves him but he doesn't have a heart and that's why she left in the first place.
How could someone not have a heart?... Yet you believed mommy; she never lied so it must have been true. It made you sad thinking daddy didn't have a heart and asked mommy if someone could give him one. She smiled and replied it was very, very expensive: it was impossible for one person to gather the money to buy her ex what he was missing.
You pouted and mommy lifted you up in her arms, covering you in kisses.
"I want to buy daddy a heart," the sulking Emma whispered and the young woman felt such a sharp ache in her chest.
"You're such a sweet angel," she sighed and continued. "Don't change, alright?Promise?"
You didn't understand what mommy meant but you nodded a yes and she tried to hide the tears clouding her vision.
