In Jester's Hideout: Jester's and Harry's bedroom
Harry sat on the floor playing with a handmade crocheted Jester doll sadly, Ya see two months back Jester left Gotham to do some business in Louisiana since then he's heard nothing about his Cupcake. His black eye makeup was gone left in black tear marks, his red and green dyed hair tips were dirty blonde instead. He looked little a wreck without his Jester that no amount of stealing, drinking, playing with Sahara and Sienna even fighting Batman and his family were not helping him out, Joker and Harley were running the business while Johnny was looking everywhere for The Clown Princess information on her whereabouts and why.
Harry walked into his weapon and shrine room as he turned on the lights. Neon purple and green 'HAHA!' lite up the room as Photos of Jester were lied out onto a red and green oak wood shrine by his weapons. He placed the doll near the one of himself and put their tiny hands together making them talk. "I love ya, Muffin/Cupcake.~" Tears ran down his cheeks as he looked up at two poster framed pictures of Jester from in her holding a knife against Nightwing's throat with a tight grip on his hair and a crazed smile on her ruby lips. The other picture was of Jester at home: her green hair was h/c wearing a beautiful purple and green lingerie dress caressing his own face as he sat down on the couch in his own red and green sleep shorts. Harry's blue eyes darkened with anger as he picked up one of his knives and threw it at a dartboard by the door holding a picture of Nightwing on it.
"Where are ya, Jest?! Am I not good enough for your love, did you leave me for that goodie good boy Nightwing?!" He yelled out loud as he sat down on the floor crying until he heard the door creak open. "Jester?!" He smiled happily til he saw it was Joker and Johnny. "Where is she? Mr. J and Frosty?" Harry questioned as Joker handed him an envelope. "The same place where Harley is kept again, Belle Reve. My little girl was on her way to break out her Momma out til Batsy caught her and placed her in the same hole as Harley. What do ya want to do kiddo?" Joker said as Harry looked at Johnny and Joker. "Bring the car around Frosty we're going to get Mrs. Quinn and my Jester back." Harry said before falling onto the floor laughing insanely surrounded by Jester's clothes, her favorite weapons, toys and drinks, new items he stole for her including some cute baby clothes.
Louisiana Gambling Den
A guard of Belle Reve sat around a Blackjack table losing badly til a gang member dragged him into the kitchen area as the cook brutally chopped up a hunk of beef. "Nice, nice work. He's killing it, why am I here? Yeah I'm down, I've had a run of bad decks but it's not my fault." The man said til the Gambling Den boss spoke up.
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Jokes On You, Batsy! Joker's and Harley's Daughter: Jester, (Y/n)
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