One day Joker was getting ready to come down for breakfast when he Heard Harley in the Kitchen Shouting he was just putting on his favourite Deodorant but technically Harley never liked it because she always thought he smelt like a sewer but she loved him anyway.
He hurried down stairs and so his beloved wife Harley standing in front of him Harley darling what Happened? What did you do and where is Duela today? He gave her a funny look. Harley looked in his eyes and said I burnt myself on the Stove and I think it blistered my hand as for Duela I haven't seen her since last night. Joker started to worry it wasn't like Duela to miss breakfast or not even say goodbye to her Mum and dad. Joker could only think of one reason She wasn't here. Damian he sighed. He turned back to put his arms around his beloved wife honey can I talk to you he said giving her a serious look. Sure puddin what is it? Joker sat at the table ready to tell her what he had thought of when he was sleeping last night he knew she wouldn't agree with his idea but he had to do it just one last time.
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The story of the Joker untold
Short StoryHi Guys and girls this is my first story I've done on Aatrpad and if is a pleasure to write my own story so I really hope you enjoy it. Yours sincerely Kyle Mcloughlin
