I finished a couple of tacos, not questioning where Rex had gotten the food or if he had even paid for it or if he had just intimidated it out of the Taco Bell workers. I was curious, but I didn't want to know that badly.

I heard the front door open and someone complain about the door already being unlocked. Didn't he remind you to lock it when they left? Someone could have broken in and stolen something.

Daddy.

I crept down the stairs and watched them in the kitchen. Wally apologized, swearing he had thought he locked it when they left, and Daddy smiled and kissed him.

I smiled just watching how happy they were. They were made for each other. It was scary sometimes.

Rex yawned beside me. "Who're those guys?"

He said it just loud enough for them to hear and their eyes shot up to us.

"Harmony." Daddy looked like he would have smiled if I hadn't been with my present company.

Wally gasped and stepped backwards. "Th-that's—"

"Hi." Rex went down to meet them. "You guys must be Harm's parents. I'm Rex."

He offered his hand to them. I followed behind him and nodded at them.

"W-well, Rex, a friend of Harmony's is always welcome here." Daddy shook his hand. I was just glad that Rex didn't crush my dad's hand on accident.

"That's good, 'cause I picked your lock." Rex grinned brightly.

"I told you I locked it." Wally muttered.

"Sorry, dad, that was my fault." I scratched my head. "I, uh, forgot that there was a key under the rock."

"That might have helped a little bit." Rex glanced at me, his eyes shifting between all of us. He didn't seem to care that the situation was a bit awkward.

"Yes. Would you mind not picking the lock again?" Dad asked in his dad-voice.

The dad-voice didn't affect Rex's answer, but it was the answer dad was looking for.

Rex shrugged. "If you'd prefer it, I guess."

"Thank you. Are you staying for dinner?"

"Sure, I'm starving!" He grinned.

Dad didn't seem to mind Rex's appearance any more than he minded mine. He knew that Rex was the Joker's kid, some information that would have benefitted me a handful of hours ago, but I figured he had seen Rex on the news. If Rex often took walks in the middle of the express way and even Batman knew the guy, the media was bound to know him. Sad for me that I never paid attention to the news.

I stopped, the wheels in my head stalling. "You just ate half of Taco Bell. You can't be hungry again!"

But Rex's stomach growled.

"I think he's hungry, Harmony." Wally smiled uneasily.

"I'll simply have to make something delicious." Dad smiled, much more at-ease than Wally.

"So while they're cooking, do you want to play X-Box or something?" I offered.

"X-Box?" Rex looked hurt. "I was hoping you were a Playstation kind of girl."

"Huh? Playstation? No way! X-Box forever!" I declared before running to the living room.

"X-Box for never!" Rex ran after me, feet pounding on the hardwood floor. Sheesh, the guy was heavy-footed.

He tackled me onto the sofa, almost tipping it backwards before we settled on a game that was multi-platform and easy to play no matter what console it was on: Borderlands. We began a new campaign together, him as the Brick and myself as the Siren, both of us kicking so much ass before Daddy called us in for supper.