Date: 2013-02-08 02:27 am (UTC)
He was different. He was special. The Bat wouldn't waste time with someone ordinary after all. Bigger fish needed bigger skillets and all.
The kid's a scrapper, lots of spunk and spirit and fight. Filled with vim and vigor.
It took weeks to break it all down into something malleable, something he could shatter. He threw out the pieces he didn't like and reworked him into an image Picasso would look askance at.
His suit was red, tie green, and vest pinstripe purple and a fedora to match. The kid insisted on it, and Joker thought it fit him well, once he hid a few razor blades to the band. Never knew, after all, what you might need. Gotham was a dangerous city. Lots of crazies out there.
"Well, kiddo, looking dapper." Joker circled him. He patted his bright red hair. "I do believe you're ready for your first big play date with Daddy Bats. Doesn't that sound like a blast?"
The kid giggled and laughed and smiled.
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