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"Shut her up, Harls, I don't need two of ya screeching."

"Don't pout, Puddin'!"Harley sang as she entered the bedroom she shared with The Joker, hip checking the door shut before prancing further into their bedroom.

She grinned lovingly at her partner in crime who lay on their bed before cooing at the two-month-old in her arms. Satanya's blue eyes—her father's eyes—stared up at Harley, filled with tears as the wetness streamed down her red cheeks.

"She just wants her mommy the second she opens her eyes, don't ya, cupcake?"

Satanya blinked up at her mother, eyes focused on Harley's broad grin and laughing eyes. She quieted down for a moment, as if processing that her mother had hold of her. Every morning at sunrise—no earlier and no later—Satanya woke up crying for her mother and wouldn't settle until Harley's features hovered over her.

Harley relished in it.

Harley pulled a face at Satanya before smiling at The Joker, proudly stating."I'm her mommy."

The Joker's eyes shifted from his gun to Harley and Satanya for a short moment. The cloudy look in his eyes seemed to dissolve when Satanya's crying quickly started to subside as Harley's prancing continued. His daughter was bundled up in her customized Jester blanket so all he could see of Satanya was a tiny hand reaching up and tugging on Harley's long locks.

"I know, baby."The Clown Prince nodded as he put the bullets in his gun, pausing every few moments to slick back his green locks that fell in front of his face whenever he bowed his head to look at the weapon. He studied each bullet before putting it in before laughing to himself."And I think Derek finally got that."

As if on cue, the sound of cursing came from outside their bedroom door, followed by a cry for help. And, as expected, nobody dared to come to the aid of the fallen goon. The shot at Derek had been a statement by Harley.

"Bad Derek tried to pick you up, and only mommy does that in the morning, doesn't she? Sun up and sun down."Harley said in between whispering to the baby, booping Satanya's nose and speaking in a baby voice."Yes, she does!"

A low snarl came from The Joker, and he let his finger brush the safety.

"I don't like it, honey. Every morning, every sunrise."The Joker pointed his gun at the Mad Hatter clock above their bed, reading the numbers that were upside down. He bared his teeth at it before looking at his lover and baby girl once more."Our spawn is an alarm clock, and you know how I just love to press snooze."

"You wouldn't fire at Satan. She's yer baby and a lotta fun."Harley shook her head, a bounce in her step as she neared the bed, a smile curving at her lips when The Joker narrowed his eyes at her. He raised his arm, the gun now pointed at his queen and Harley winked at her lover before she blew an air kiss at him."Not until she's old enough to hold a gun herself."

The Joker studied Harley with an inscrutable look before shifting his gaze to Satanya. There was no emotion on his face as his eyes focused on the two-month-old but Harley happily presented her to her clown lover, waving at The Joker with Satanya's tiny hand. The male clown bared his grill at the pair, blinking a few times before he shook his head. Then, suddenly, a wild grin curved at his mouth and his head tipped back before he let out a lively cackle.

"I fold, I fold."He held up a hand as if surrounding, his cackles echoing off of the walls as he shook his head. He waved at the pair, eyes on Satanya and another smile growing on his face as she peered at him. The Joker roughly tapped the gun against his temple as if he were reprimanding himself before firmly saying."I wouldn't hurt my itsy-bitsy brat, would I?"

"Ours, Puddin'."Harley sang, repeating the same words she'd happily said since the day she'd found out they were having a baby. Harley stroked Satanya's pudgy cheek with a finger, cooing once more when the baby reached up for her."Half of you and half of me, remember? She's special."

As if agreeing with her mother, Satanya suddenly tugged on Harley's long locks with her fingers and happily squealed when her mother gasped before laughing, nodding in encouragement.

"Oh, good girl."

The Joker smirked in amusement before tossing aside his gun and reaching out with his arms, beckoning his girls over to him. Harley's eyes lit up, and she giddily cavorted over to the bed before reaching out for The Joker. He narrowed his eyes at his lover to which Harley feigned innocence, wiggling her ringed fingers.

He knew what she wanted.

"C'mere, girls."The Gotham King growled, a large hand extending out and firmly taking hold of Harley's wrist before he yanked."Come to daddy."

His Queen, as usual, gasped in delight at his touch and Satanya squealed in joy at the sudden movements. Harley listened to the faint voice in the back of her head that seemed to have plans to permanently reside and kept careful hold of Satanya as she slumped back onto the bed. Harley's giggles blended with The Joker's hearty cackles, and Satanya's eyes widened in curiosity. The two-month-old blinked several times as she watched her mother and father in awe, fingers in her mouth.

Harley hummed happily as The Joker pulled them towards him before his large hand clasped her cheek.

Satanya settled in between her parents, still resting comfortably in one of Harley's arms. The Joker bared his grills at Satanya as he grinned at her, peering down at the baby girl. She squirmed with a small smile, little legs kicking out and eyes wide.

"What do we have here?"

Satanya blinked up at her father, gaping at him as her eyes flickered over his face, something she seemed to do whenever she caught sight of him. The Joker leaned down, causing Satanya's smile to widen as he came closer.

"Hello there."

Then she reached up and touched her father's face, looking almost proud that she did so. Satanya's small hand patted her father's cheek, and she babbled nonsense to herself as The Joker's grin broadened. The Joker watched Satanya smile to herself as her hands touched his face, as if she were attempting to study him.

She gazed up at him with a familiar look of devotion and adoration her mother did.

The Joker stared at the child once last time, one of his hands settling on her stomach to keep her close. He then turned to look at Harley who was watching them with a dreamy smile and a faraway look in her eyes.

"Baby..."

Harley instantly smiled, breathily giggling."Puddin'?"

She looked up and found herself staring into The Joker's blue eyes and, as usual, found herself hypnotized with trying to read them. Nuzzling into his hand, Harley's eyelashes fluttered when she felt his nose brush her cheek before The Joker tilted her head up so that he could claim her mouth with his own. He kissed her once, lightly, teasing Harley with a brush of their lips.

Fireworks went off; the butterflies fluttered her stomach and the familiar thump!thump!thump! of her heart hammering against her ribcage echoed in her ears.

The second kiss was more firm but a simple peck, enough to earn a whine from the female clown that made him laugh. Harley's whine soon turned to a gasp of delight as she felt the familiar graze of The Joker's grill scrape along her bottom lip, trapping the flesh, cajoling Harley to part her lips.

She complied, of course, before leaning upwards and demanding a deeper kiss. Her free hand delved itself in his green locks, fingers tugging so that she could keep him in place. The Gotham king gave a fervent growl of approval in response before he complied with Harley's demand and kissed her back, following Harley when she pulled him closer.

"Oh, hel-lo..."

Harley's face fell when the kiss suddenly came to a stop, and The Joker's hand fell from her cheek. Harley's lower lip jutted out, and she gave a petulant whine before opening her eyes. Her whines quickly faded as soon as she noticed that he was looking down at Satanya who was still laying in between them, small arms reaching up and tugging at The Joker's green locks.

Harley melted at the sight and beamed. Adorable!

"Is out little spawn wantin' a bit of attention from daddy, hmm?"The Clown Prince murmured, finger tip brushing Satanya's chubby cheek and shaking his head in amusement when she tugged on his hair again."Very good."

The Joker observed his daughter once more, eyes widening in almost confusion as his hands reached down for her. He then suddenly nodded before, taking the time to be careful, he let himself pick Satanya up. He mumbled incoherently to himself, nodding once more as his hand cradled the back of her head.

"C'mere, brat."

He drew in a long breath as he held her against his chest and shut his eyes for a moment, looking almost content as he held his daughter. His eyes quickly snapped open, as if the moment hadn't happened and The Joker listened to the baby girl, huffing out a small chuckle as Satanya happily rested against him, face in the crook of his neck.

"Gotta be gentle. Don't want to break ya so soon, do we?"The Joker quietly laughed to himself as he shifted to get comfortable, resting back against the headboard. Thumb brushing her pudgy cheek once more, he paused, looking almost awed at how fragile she was as he observed her."No, we do not."

Watching the pair with a tranquil smile, Harley, as usual, latched onto The Joker with her arms and legs, nuzzling against The Joker's cheek. As she settled against him, she felt her lover's fingers tangle themselves in hair, a recurring action she took as a sign of affection, and he tugged firmly which made Harley mewl contently.

Still cradling Satanya's head with his hand, he rested her against his legs, standing her up on himself. The Joker continued to watch his daughter with an almost curious gaze, watching her every move, processing every sound. She returned his stare, tongue poking out as she squealed in almost amusement.

Captivated by her father, her small hands reached out for him, fingers brushing the tattoo underneath his eye before she attempted to touch the tattoo on his forehead.

The Joker happily indulged her and bowed his head slightly, both amused and pleased that his daughter was more than comfortable around her father while most wanted to run away from him.

"Look at you."The King of Gotham mumbled, all smiles as Satanya gazed up at him adoringly, watching her father as he stared at her. He reached up and took her tiny hand, glancing at it before comparing it with his own, amazed once more at how small and fragile she was. He then met her eyes, blue orbs identical to his own before glancing down at Harley before smiling proudly to himself."Little princess."

Growing, growing, growing. The King of Gotham thought to himself, tilting his head as he stared at his daughter, smiling before he shook his head. Growing too fast. Stop it.

Harley blew an adoring air kiss to her daughter as she watched father and daughter while still smiling delightfully. Her eyes lit up giddily as her clown lover growled playfully at Satanya and her daughter, in response, kicked her little legs while squealing nonsense. The Clown Prince nodded in encouragement, humming proudly to himself with a large smile.

Harley heard The Joker's amused laugh and blinked, peering up at her lover with an adoring smile.

"You're a bestest daddy, Puddin'."Harley earnestly whispered against The Joker's pale cheek, nose rubbing against his J tattoo with a wide smile."And the most fantabulous king a queen could ask for."

The Joker didn't respond nor did his expression change to give any sign that he'd acknowledged her words. To anyone else, it would've seemed that he'd shrugged off Harley's words without interest, something he did to almost everybody around him because he didn't value their opinion. He rarely listened to anyone; he didn't deem them worthy enough to listen. But if anyone were to know the Clown Prince it was Harley, and she knew he listened to her.

It was in his eyes.

His eyes told her what he wouldn't voice aloud; they were expressive. And, while it was a mere glance in her direction halfway through her statement, Harley had been around long enough to know when to pay attention more than usual.

He'd heard her but, more importantly, he'd listened.

"Harley-girl, what did daddy tell you about jabbering?"The Joker stated with a roll of his eyes, tutting with a long sigh, shaking his head at Satanya. He tugged at her hair again, a passionate adoring flicker in his eyes when Harley sighed happily in response before he returned to toying with her long locks."Hmmm?"

He sounded almost irritated, but when the male clown was, in fact, irritated, he came off anything but that. Proving this, The Joker grinned wolfishly at his queen, hand leaving her hair before he cupped her cheek, patting it softly before clasped it once more.

"C'mere..."

Thumb brushing Harley's rotten tattoo, The Joker sent Harley one last lingering look before he looked back to Satanya.

"Your mumsy is fun and games, ain't she?"

Harley hummed contently, biting her bottom lip to stop her giggles and mumbled his nickname, clawing at him before she let her head rest back on his shoulder. She reached for Satanya who instantly did the same to her mother, squealing gleefully when Harley tickled her palm.

"Yer welcome, honey."

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