Chapter 1:

*No One's POV*

"What do you mean you can't find her?!" the Joker screams at the private investigator that they hired.

"Sir I-I have looked and searched everywhere and I-I couldn't!" he tries to reason with the King of the Gotham.

"That's the same lame excuse that the others did!" Joker pulls out his gun and shoots him dead. "Why can they do something so simple!" he grumbles to himself.

Both him and Harley wants their little princess back, but no one can do it! So much money wasted along with time into finding the princess of Gotham.

Joker sighs and rubs his temples, frustrated with everything. Harley sees her puddin' in this stage and walks over to him behind him to massage his shoulders.

"Nothing on our little princess Puddin'?" she asked softly, not wanting to trigger more.

"Sadly no Doll," he responses. "Fifteen years wasted and now we need to do something about it," he stares on glaring.

Harley sighs and pulls out an old picture. She opens it to see the old picture of the small family. Joker with her and their little princess in the middle of them. He didn't seem pleased for the picture, but he did had his hand on their daughter's shoulder. She has the biggest happiest grin on her face for the picture.

The little princess looks like the perfect picture of their own child. Dark brown hair that she got from the Joker's natural hair color with his blue eyes. Harley's resemblance while wearing a very pretty purple and green dress. Her personality is a mixture of their personalities and being crazy.

When they found out that they were pregnant, they didn't know what to do. Eventually they both decided to keep the child and get married. When she arrived to the world, both Joker and Harley fell in love with her.

Now a stupid heist has separated the best thing that ever happened to them.

Little did they both know, they all were looking in the wrong places. In a city far, far away lies it's own King and Queen. The little princess has grown up into a beautiful young lady.

She's waking up from a night of passion with her husband. Today's their two year anniversary and her beloved husband has the whole day planned for her. Blue eyes look over to the black haired pale man next to her. A huge smile curls on her pale, thin lips as she leans down to kiss his cheek, waking him up.

"Morning Jeremy," she greets him softly.

"Morning Madison," he greets back in his deep voice with a smile curling on his lips.

"Happy Anniversary Batsy," Madison giggles.

"Happy Anniversary Puddin'," Jeremy laughs like a madman, pinning her down.

Their laughter of madness fills up the whole bedroom of their mansion. A series of meaningful kisses cover their bodies before taking their love to the shower.

"I have the whole day planned out for you my queen," Jeremy smiles, getting ready.

"Awww my king!" Madison loves his thoughtfulness. "Does it involves mayhem?" she asked, getting ready as well.

"Of course."

Madison puts on one of many similar Jokester outfits. Black shorts that went to mid thigh with black fishnet stockings along with a green corset almost a vest with a purple collar around her pale neck. She places her knee length green socks over the stockings and purple converse on her tiny feet.

Even though she hasn't seen her parents in years, her attitude and attire is a mockery to them. Honestly, she doesn't care what they think about her.

Jeremy also did a mockery to his father, the Batman. A whole black suit with a white bat symbol on his muscular chest fits his slender, muscular body. He places on the cape which has the bat mask as well.

He places on his white belt of weapons around his waist when his wife finishes up her makeup that matches her outfit.

"Come on Jokester," he speaks with a smirk. "Let's enjoy our anniversary together."

"Lead the way Blade," she smirks.

Blade leads Jokester to the grand dining room where some of their henchmen prepare their most favorite breakfast. The bat couldn't help, but stare at the clown girl with such love and a smile curling on his lips.

"What?" she smiles to him, noticing him staring.

"Just admiring the most beautiful girl in the whole, wide universe," he answers.

She blushes. "Are you ready for children darling?"

"With you as their mother, I'm ready."

Her smile grows more. "Are we still looking at Gotham as a possible option for raising our children?"

"Yes because here seems too boring for them anyways."

"True."

"Enough about the location my queen," he caresses her cheek lovingly. "How many children would you like?" Blade smiles.

"Two or three kids."

"Two boys and one girl?"

"I love that very much," Jokester grins.

Blade and Jokester then cuddle on the couch to watch their favorite movies before their stomachs begin to rumble out of hungry. He orders their favorite pizza for lunch. Seeing that they have eaten too much food, Jokester suggests they can burn off calories over mayhem over the pathetic city that they claimed to be theirs.

No one likes it too much when the King and Queen destroys the city for their own pleasure. Robbing banks, scaring people, and a possibility of killing people if needed. Of course their faithful henchmen will do most of the work because of it being their anniversary. Which they don't mind since they all are good friends with each other.

"Jokester, we need to cut this short," Blade says in his dark tone to her when evening came. "Because we need to get home to get ready."

"Ready for what?" Jokester asked curiosity.

"I have planned reservations at one of favorite restaurants here," he smiles down to the shorter girl.

"Oh Batsy! Really?" she smiles up to the taller man.

"Yes Puddin', come on let's go."

Jokester and Blade return to the mansion to get ready.

She takes a quick shower since her body is covered in sweat and very tired from the excitement. A mermaid strapless purple dress with black lace and sash will be her evening wear for the night. Her hair will be in a semi formal hairstyle with her medium length hair into a bun. Simple, yet elegant. Stolen jewelry from her husband is on her as the dress shows off the curves of hers. Makeup matches the dress perfectly with the black converse on her feet.

Blade will be wearing a black and white tuxedo with his cape and mask. Also matching converse on his feet.

He looks up to see his wife looking beautiful like she always does.

"Do I look okay Batsy?" she smiles to him, holding his hands.

"Oh no Puddin', the real question is do WE look amazing," he smirks making her giggle.

Everyone at the restaurant cleared out for the reservation for the King and Queen. Not wanting to be killed, the employees will be following orders in requested by the King.

"T-Table for the King and Queen," the waiter stutters a little when Jokester and Blade arrived.

"Yes," Blade says.

The waiter nervously takes them to a table in the far corner of the restaurant. Sounds of music plays in the background, making a smile curl up on Jokester's face.

Blade plays the act of a gentleman for his wife like helping her into the table by moving her chair forward before sitting in his chair across from her. He also orders their favorite sodas and appetizers since they are not much into evening drinks. They'll drink it, but not much into it.

Soon later their stomachs are filled with food and soda once again since he has planned for them to enjoy some time at their spot before ending their two year anniversary.

"Well my husband," Jokester smiles to Blade when they arrived to their spot. "You outdid yourself once again."

Their spot is up on a hill looking a great view of the pathetic city they called home for years.

"Of course I did my wife," he smiles back to her. "But we still need to finish with our amazing song to end it."

"Don't we always do every night?" the clown girl smirks. "Once, I was hopeful thought we were one. Life, less than perfect finally begun," she sings, looking deep within his dark eyes. "But, now I wonder, are we undone? I wanna treasure you in death as well as life," her hands touch his biceps. "I wanna cut you with my love and with my knife, but can I live as your tormentor and your wife?" Then her insane side comes out. "When I am crazier than you, I'm crazier than you. And nothing up til now has proved me wrong." Blade circles her as she looks at the city. "I'm crazier than you," she looks back to him. "That's just the overview. So get on board or simply move along."

"I'm not impulsive," Blade sings.

"And yet I truly love you," Jokester sings.

"I'm not deranged," his voice deepens.
"I'd never ask that of you," she rolls her eyes, turning away from him.

"But in this moment, I feel I've changed." That made her look at him. "I wanna climb Mt. Everest go to Mozambique." The Bat kneels down to her like a slave. "I wanna be impulsive want to be unique. Can you believe I mean it when you hear me shriek." He stands up, looking deadly at her dark blue eyes. "I'm crazier than you, I'm crazier than you. And now I'll prove to you exactly how," He takes a black sash and place it around his eyes. "I'm crazier than you. I'll do what you can do. From here on in I give my solemn vow."
Jokester pulls out a gun with an arrow in it. "Pluck the arrow from its quiver, hold it in your hand be brave."

"Pierce the apple not the liver," Blade holds a green apple on top of his head. "Or we're dancing on my grave."

"Place it in the bow and steady," she sings, ready to aim, but hesitant.

"Can't you shoot that thing already!" he growls at her a little, turning her on.

"I wanna demonstrate that fear is my ideal."

"Girl believe me fear is your ideal."

"Cause in the moment that you're frightened life is real."

"Then my life must be real real!"

"And in a flash when I release and seal the deal," they both sing together.

Just when Jokester is about to strike to attack the apple, Blade tells her with the sash off of his eyes. "Alright then Jokester," he smirks, "you wanna be Wednesday Addams, then here you go."

He wraps the sash around her eyes, really turning her on.

"Basty! You are crazy!" she giggles loudly, really enjoying this.

"My love for you Puddin' is insane," he chuckles, putting her position.

Her gun points to the nearby tree so he can stand against it with the apple on top of his head. She shoots and hits the apple, but Blade let out a scream.

"Blade!" Jokester freaks out, removing the sash.

"Got'cha," Blade smirks at her.

"I'm crazier than you!" they both sing together while dancing and huge grins on their faces. "I'm crazier than you and nothing hurts me when I hear you say I'm crazier than you!" Blade spins her around. "Psychotically into and that is all I need to face the day. I'm crazier than you, I'm crazier than you." They face each after individual spins. "And live or die I'll let you have control. I'm crazier than you. So say you love me too. From here on in you're singing to my soul….
My soul!"

"Jokester," he kneels down into a proposing pose with a huge insane smile, "will you spend many many more years with me as my wife and the mother of my children?"

"Of course I will Blade!" she screams out into the darkness, grinning like a mad clown.

Insane excitement spread through the veins of between them as Blade pulls Jokester into an intense, rough yet passionate kiss.