“You don’t know what a crime is? Kids these days!” Joker threw his hands into the air , waving them around before he reached a hand up to his chin, the other folded over his chest. “Well, lucks like today is your lucky day then..”
He began to smirk until the corners of his mouth reached each side of his head. His hand reached out to grab the mannequinn by an arm when Joker used his acrobatic skills to jump straight on top of a a rusty, giant riddle box.
“It’s about time someone showed you… and who would be better for that than me?”
“I’m sorry. I don’t think a lot of humans really mention that word around the park.” Really, a lot of things Joker has said thus far just confuses him slightly. Though he has the word ‘Uncle’ before. But he never even had the clear understanding on what a uncle even is.
Thus, now Climber sees Joker as this ‘uncle’ figure. It’s the only thing he could think of anyhow.
Climber didn’t even have time to react as the clown just grabs him and ran off. Lucky for him, Climber only weighed a whopping 50 pounds. Pure synthetic foam rather than the mechanics he used to have.
“Is..is a crime a good or bad thing..?”
