Gangsta//Joker

Epilogue

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2 years later

Gotham. The city of mischief and chaos. Beautiful during the day, peaceful even but that was just a disguise— a wolf in sheep's clothing if You will. And that was only some days at that only if the most chaotic, egotistical, Maniacal family wasnt out to play.

Joker and Ashton the cities two biggest hell raisers. Not only did they go down in books for causing the most amount of damage to the city fighting another but they went down in the country for causing the most amount of damage fighting with another for one soul cause... their little jester, the true ring leader— Nala j. Lawton.

"Daddy i dont want to hear that story..its boring i want to hear the one about the guns" Nala interrupts crossing her still chubby arms the green bracelet dangling on her arm.

"The one about how daddy shoots all the men at the table if they dont hive him exactly what he wants?" Joker ask pulling his gun out the waistband of his purple slacks setting it in the table infront of him. The 6 men swallow looking amongst another waiting for someone else to speak up.

"Joker have you seen—" and there she is in all her mother glow...Ashton walking in a semi annoyed look on her face but stopping once she sees the gravity of everything going on.

6 thieves. Her daughter and a clown. Pulling her gun out she aims blindly at the men pulling the trigger smirking at Joker when a heavy thud hits the ground.

"One of you im not sure which one... stole from this psychotic clown and when you steal from j you steal from his daughter. Our daughter whos bed time is in 5 minutes so if someone doesnt hurry up and snitch youre all going to have bullets in your skulls" i promise standing behind Js chair resting the gun on my head.

Sure we were no parents of the year i mean honestly who thought we would be? But our little girl loved the chaos, she lived for it... any thing her parents did she wanted to be apart of and Joker got a kick out of including his little jester to his circus act.

"I'm no sucker but if its one thing i wont do is disobey a mother's request...you know Nala i think i know how this story is going to end" he speaks in the nasally signature tone letting out a mechanical laugh when nala gives him a curious wide eyed look.

"Death and destruction?" She ask before letting out a big yawn but trying to cover it. She always wants to see Joker before bed. Better yet wants him to tuck her in and read her a bed time story.

After many tantrums, breaking his objects and even destroying some of her own toys he finally got the message when she began interrupting his business deals making him truly look soft.

Joker decided his look was becoming too known. It was his signature and god forbid he had been consistent with anything. So it was time to introduce daddy j— same Joker just with a kid attached and he twisted her wants into how he'd run things.

Bed time? Every one has to die.

Hungry? Sticking up whatever five star restaurant she wanted to eat at.