~Sixteen years ago~
"Pudding I can't take it anymore! There's too much pain!" Harley screamed in agony.
"It's okay poopsie, you can do this", Joker replied in a calmed voice.
Harley gripped jokers hand harder as the doctor told her to push harder. She let out another ear-shattering scream in pain when suddenly the room grew quiet and the baby was in the doctors arms safely. The doctor made sure it was well before giving it a spank to see if it would cry. Amazingly the child did not howler or cry but he laughed. The child laughed. Not believing this, the doctor did it again just to make sure his ears were not mistaken. The child laughed again.
After cleaning the child, he handed it carefully to the blonde (now weak) mother. She took hold of her child gently and smiled.
"What shall we call him Pudding?" She whispered.
"Whatever you want".
"How about…Drake Joker Quinn?"
"Sounds perfect".
They beamed at their child before breaking down into quiet giggles.
~10 years later~
"So I pull this and it goes boom?" Little drake asked Joker.
"That's right son".
Drake had grown with almost all of the qualities from his father. The same crimson eyes, the same pitch black hair and the same madness; he was the little version of Joker. The only thing was Drake had from his mother was her agility. He wore a green t-shirt with a purple hoodie, black pants and black sneakers with red diamonds.
The moment he was sharing with father was soon interrupted when a certain bat came along.
"Batsey!" Drake squealed happily as he threw a ball at the heroes' feet.
Looking slightly annoyed the bat walked up to the Joker.
"Teaching him already the path of chaos?" He growled.
"He is MY kid after all Batsey, what more did you expect?" Joker replied with a smile.
The bat shook his head and called in the cops. He grabbed the child and started to walk away. The child broke free of the bats grasp and walked over to his dad.
"Daddy, do I have to go away to go fight schemers?"
"Yes son, however don't fight them at first, learn them and find their weaknesses, like we told you". Joker said with a sad smile.
The boy nodded.
"And make sure to take care of yourself!"
The boy smiled widely when he walked back towards the bat.
"Take care of him Batsey; he IS my son after all".
The bat nodded once more before turning his back and walking away with the child next to him. Maybe there was a slight change he could save the boy from this madness before it was too late.