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Or perhaps Scrooge is Stan and the mysteriously absent Della is Ford.

You have no idea how badly I was hoping they’d do a gag where the triplets are throwing out increasingly wild speculations about why Scrooge retired and one of them suggests that he lost his twin brother, the author of the Junior Woodchuck Guidebook.

Is it mine? Leto!JokerxReader Chapter 3: New beginning

Summary: Reader is getting her start to her new life but Mister J has other wants. JokerXReader Sibling!FrostXReader

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(Y/N)’s POV

As we arrived in Central City, I felt more panicked than I had my entire life. Jonny was the person who raised me and knowing these were the last days I would see him was frightening. He stepped up when the woman who birthed me left us. He was the only person to care for me and I wasn’t going to have him anymore.

“You have to eat.” Jonny said distracting me from thinking further. I made eye contact with him and sighed.

“I don’t feel hungry.” He continued eating his food.

“You have to, for the kid.” He pushed my plate closer to me and pointed to it. “You haven’t eaten since last night and it was a long night. Eat.”

I nodded and took a bite of the toast. “Is this from room service?”

“It’s all I could do. You needed your rest, I didn’t want to wake you to go to a diner.” He continued to eat his food as it got silent.

“Jonny?” I mumbled.

“Don’t say it. I know what you were thinking. You don’t need to thank me. You’re my sister, I’ll always take care of you.” He got up and placed his dishes on the cart. “I’m going to take a shower. You’ll take one after, we are going to look for options.”

“Okay. I thought I was doing it alone, did that change?”

“I’ll go with you to the place. I won’t sit with you. Mister J might have sent people to follow us. I gotta keep a look out.”

“Great.” I mumbled.

He just rolled his eyes. “No coffee either.”

“But I love coffee!”

“Not for the next nine months.”

I scoffed. “Fine.”


I was talking to the realtor as my brother stood outside keeping watch and looking at me frequently.

“Is he your boyfriend?”

I choked on the water I was sipping. “No, not at all. He’s my brother.”

“He can come inside and wait over there.” She pointed out as she pointed to a small room with a vending machine, television, and couches.

I shook my head. “He’s fine. Doesn’t like sitting still much.” I lied, trying to come up with an excuse.

“Okay. Well, I found some houses around here and other towns. This one matches what you wanted. It’s a single family home with three floors and three acres of front and back yard each. It’s secluded. Not in New Jersey but close to it like you asked.”

“How many bedrooms?”

“One master with a bathroom and three smaller ones with bathrooms also. There is an office, two living rooms, two dining rooms and other rooms to do with as you please.”

“This sounds great. Does it have a garage?”

“Yes, it does. A four car garage. The garage and the house have a state of the art alarm system.”

“Wow. How much?”

“Half a million.”

I nodded. I had the money. Jonny’s job made it possible to have money be not problem. This house was perfect. “Are there photos?”

“Yes, of course.” She showed me the house which was beautiful. “The house was built just this year with a modern design.” She showed me photos of the back yard.

“It has a pool also?”

“Outdoor and indoor pools and jacuzzis. It’s a steal if you want my opinion. Do you have kids?”

“One on the way, it’s why I’m moving.”

“They’ll enjoy growing up here. You can build your own playground for them, have a go-kart track, build a guest house. The possibilities are endless.”

“Why is it not as expensive as you’d expect? It’s a wonderful home, I don’t understand.”

“Well, it is close to New Jersey, with all the vigilantes and villains people don’t want a home near it.”

“Has there been an attack there?”

“No, not at all. People just don’t think they’ll be safe despite nothing ever happening.” I nodded understanding other home buyers. This house was beautiful. It was close to New Jersey where Gotham was. If Jonny ever had an emergency he could come here or vice versa. It was big enough to add anything on and a good place to raise the baby.

“I’ll take it.”

“Great! I’ll go get the papers. Do you know when you’ll be moving in?”

“By the end of the week. I’m in a rush.”

“Okay, we will get you settled in by then. Just give me a few seconds to get the papers. Once they’re processed, you’ll get your keys and the house is yours.” I smiled. This is it. My new beginning.


Joker’s POV

I shot another henchman, he couldn’t do a simple job. He wasn’t worth the air he was breathing. “You can’t find one person?” I snapped. What was the point of having useless men around?

“Boss, to be fair Frost is probably the one helping her.” He stammered. You could see the fear in all of their eyes.

“You find them or I kill your wife, got it?” I threatened.

“Yes, sir.” They all left the room. I was filled with rage. Wiping everything off my desk, I screamed.

“Where in the hell is (Y/N)?”

Company Fun

Dagur was roaming the streets of the city in the best of clothing got the most expensive brands. He saw his face plaster all over the mega tv screens that was New York. He simply loved having people adore his products and his clothes line. People recognized him and simply had taken pictures. He was the talk of the city.

He went to work later that day, but he was the boss, so he could have been more late. He changed into a suit and a purple tie, and headed to his office, which had a nice pool table, a large screen tv, and a vending machine.

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