Chelsea was only eight years old when her life changed forever. She was a dancer, and she was constantly being bullied, physically and mentally. She was walking around in an abandoned lot when two hyenas came running up to her.
"BUD! LOU! SIT!" A voice called. Chelsea then saw who it was.
"Y-you're H-Harley Quinn." Chelsea stammered.
"Yeah, how do you know?" Harley asked.
"I've seen you on the news." Chelsea replied.
"And why are you trespassing?"
"What?"
"Me and Mistah J own this place."
"Oh. Um...are you gonna kill me?"
"Well, that's up to Mistah J. Follow me."
Harley led her to a wooden ledge.
"Puddin', look what I found!" Harley called.
"A child?" Joker seemed confused.
Harley nodded. "Caught 'er tresspassin'!"
"So, Harley my dear, WHY DID YOU BRING HER HERE?!"
"I-I'm sorry P-Puddin' I thought it was the right thing to do!" Harley looked like she was going to cry.
"Now, kid, because of THIS ONE, we're gonna have to kill ya." Joker grabbed a gun and held it to Chelsea's head.
Just before he pulled the trigger, Chelsea yelled, "Please don't! I was just alone and tired of being bullied so I went somewhere to get some privacy!"
"What do you mean?" Harley asked.
"Well, I'm an orphan, I'm alone, I've been bullied a lot, and yeah." Chelsea explained.
"Oh you poor, poor thing! You seem so young!" Harley said.
Chelsea nodded. "I'm only eight."
"How do you cope with all of this?" Harley asked.
"Well, I'm a dancer, so whenever I'm sad, that's what I do."
"Puddin'! I have an idea! Why don't we adopt her? I mean, she looks a lot like me, and we've been talking about expanding our family!" Harley exclaimed.
Joker nodded. "I guess we could. What do ya say, kid?"
"I-I guess so." Chelsea said.
"Come on! We'll let ya do anything you want, and no one will ever hurt you again!"
Chelsea sighed. "Okay. I'll be a part of your family."