Summary: After an awkward meeting with The Joker, HotStreak's person goes through some drastic changes. Now he must seek help from Gear and Static to change his body back while fighting his maturity, which he seems very persistent in. Even in a different body with uke traits, the boy falls in love. But can a criminal with a nasty past and a hero fall in love?

Psycho Chan's Note: Hello! I am in such a good mood right now! I love getting reviews…unless they point out my grammar faults. I suck at writing…I told you people this already…I may not be a man, but I don't like my faults shoved in my face. It's sad really, but I barely managed to graduate high school, had to stay back a year so as far as I'm concerned…I'm doin' pretty damn good. Wow, I feel great again. Thanks for the reviews anyway. I did learn from them…even if they pissed me off and made me feel inferior momentarily…Seto I'm just gonna shut up.

Dedication: We only came up with this story because someone contacted Twitter Chan and we just felt amazing that someone wanted a story from us. Thank you! I Don't have your name but by the title you'll know it's you…Twitter Chan has yet to tell me and I wanted to start this up…so…when I get your name I'll add it to a different chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Static Shock or it's characters…I still don't own a cat either…

Incredibly Uke HotStreak

Chapter One: *shrug* Oh Well

Cranky. That was Francis's mood this morning. Cranky as hell. He had woken up to some song birds that he could have sworn to god he burned the other morning. Guess the little rats don't learn. Now the red head wonders the back street of Dakota. Avoiding the public today because, well, he's pretty damn cranky.

"Fuckin' birds…can't keep outta my space. Can't chirp when I'm not there. No. they gotta do it in the fuckin' mornin' when I'm fuckin' tryin' to sleep…" Running his large hand through his hair, the man sighs in an attempt to relax. "Too early for this shit…"

HotStreak caught the patter of footsteps somewhere up ahead, which were closer than he originally thought. A moment of panic spread through him when he saw a man in an outdated purple suit, white face paint and green hair.

"Joker…"

Hearing his title, the other man turns around. "HotShot my boy," The man was loud as ever, wearing that fake smile of his. "It's good to see a familiar face again." The Joker faces the man. "Let's skip the chatter and go right to business." Clapping his hands together and sanding them together, the green haired 'adult' walks over to the teen.

"What kind of business? I ain't in the mood to chase after Static and I ain't gittin' beat by the bat again." Francis growls. This man was like Shiv, an absolute lunatic. Though the Joker was worse. He had that…clown thing going on.

"No no no." The Joker opens his coat, pulling out a small balloon with a grin on it. "I've just made a new tonic. A creation all my own, and I wish to try it out."

Thinking for a second, HotStreak decides to play it safe, not wanting to end up like Ferret had when he had foolishly turned this man down. "What's it do, exactly?"

That grin manages to get wider. "I'm not quite sure myself, which is why I want you're help."

"What am I suppose to do?"

"Why it's simple really Flame Head," The Joker cackles, tossing the green balloon at the teen. "Catch."

Deciding it best to listen, Francis makes a swing for the water balloon in the air. The thin balloon burst upon contact, the contents clouding into a fog around the red head. "Hey-What is this!?" The younger man tries to make a run for it, but is forced to catch his falling cargo jeans as he does so. Once the greenish grey haze fades into the air, The Joker walks around the young man, examining him.

Francis looks down at himself, wondering why he had to look up to see the strange man's face.

"What the fuck did you do to me!?"

"Interesting…seems…you've…shrunk." The off man states, stepping back. "I could use this…"

"Hey!" HotStreak attempts to make a fire ball, but in releasing his jeans, the beige material falls, pooling around his ankles. Quickly, the boy reaches for them, pulling them back over his small waist. "What did you do to me!? Change me back Joker!"

"Why would I want to do that? I make a cure, the drippy bat will just steal it away like he always manages to do…heh heh…a mini bat…now that's new's worthy."

"Hey! What about me!?" HotStreak was beyond pissed, but angering the Joker was a really bad idea.

"What about you?"

"Change me back! Now! Before I burn you to a purple crisp!"

"Now now, you never know, it may ware off." The man puts his hands behind his back, causing the red head to think twice about the threat.

"And what if it don't?"

The Joker thought about it for a moment, then shrugs. "Oh well." And with that, the man from Gotham City walks down the ally again, for the destination of who knows what, leaving a miniature HotStreak holding his clothes.

Did I mention that this boy is cranky as fuck?

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Our Theory: Twitter Chan and I have this theory see…we think…that…somehow in some way, Joker and Shiv are related. Not sure how but there is that possibility. Don't deny it, they share childish tendencies and have that maniacal laughter goin' on. That's our theory at least.