Twenty-Three: *carefully creeping around the Jester, making her way to his magical cane*

The Jester: *grabs Twenty-Three's wrist before she held the cane*

Twenty-Three: *looks up at him with an emotionless face* Hi Dad.

The Jester: Hello TT, *let goes of her wrist* Quite a show you made yesterday.

Twenty-Three: I would say the same for you.

The Jester: I was just coming to visit you, you know.

Twenty-Three: Awh really? From where? The Maw or a circus cage? Oh wait none of the above since you never did come visit me or save me!

The Jester: Now now TT, no need to be bitter.

Twenty-Three: You abandoned me when I was a baby.

The Jester: No, I left your mother. There was times when, *cringes* she's not the easiest person to talk with.

Twenty-Three: Oh really? She would say the same for you. Wonder why she told me to cover my eyes? Because it was your eyes she would always see.

The Jester: Aw poor you, you had it rough? Look around this rundown mess I have. I used to be FAMOUS! People before loved my show more than the Joker's. And what was worst, he nearly tried to kill me! Now I have NOTHING! You don't how that feels like.

Twenty-Three: Really?! For my whole life, I had nothing. But now I have other people who cares for me, but they are in danger. So give me your cane, or it'll be game over.

The Jester: Hold it...

*Cue music*

Twenty-Three: You got to be kidding me.

The Jester: Listen little girl, you're talking to a star!

And I don't wanna hear the drama.

Kindness ain't my brand.

Twenty-Three: Oh so that's why you ran.

The Jester: Tried being married to your Mama.

Twenty-Three: You stink at being a dad.

The Jester: Poor TT, are you sad?

Twenty-Three: Not a shine without your powers.

I didn't come to fight, for once do something right.

The Jester: I steal souls, were you expecting flowers?

Twenty-Three: I only need you cause I came here for something.

The Jester: I have given you everything.

Twenty-Three & The Jester: By giving me nothing!

The Jester: I did what I had to do.

(Ooooh)

Twenty-Three: No, you only did what's best for you.

The Jester: Well you could learn a thing or two.

(Ooooh)

When push comes to shove, you do what you got to do.

Twenty-Three: You were never there, guess you don't have a phone.

You never call to say 'I miss you.'

The Jester: Are you kidding, is this a joke?

You need to let it go!

You are stronger with those daddy issues.

Twenty-Three: Oh thank you!

The Jester: Show me some respect it ain't easy to neglect!

My attention would've made you softer.

Twenty-Three: Oh should I be proud? Don't turn this thing around!

The Jester: I guess you are your father's daughter! *chuckles*

Twenty-Three: But don't think I need you, I just came here for something.

The Jester: I have given you everything.

Twenty-Three & The Jester: By giving me nothing!

Twenty-Three: I did what I had to do.

(Ooooh)

I made it on my own no thanks to you.

The Jester: When you could learn a thing or two.

(Ooooh)

When push comes to shove, you do what you got to do.

How about I go with you and we'll spend some time?

Twenty-Three: How about you stay here cause you're out of your mind?

The Jester: Let's make the memories you can show me your town.

Twenty-Three: No you can keep your memories now.

The Jester: Get over it.

Twenty-Three: I am over it!

Twenty-Three & The Jester: I am over you being over it!

The Jester: Let's dance!

*some smokes comes out and he grabs the tambourine, starts dancing while Twenty-Three just rolls her eyes*

*he tosses the tambourine to Twenty-Three and she caught it*

The Jester & Twenty-Three: I did what I had to do

No you only did what's best for you! *Twenty-Three slams the tambourine to the ground*

Well you could learn a thing or two.

When push comes to shove you do... *Twenty-Three shoves the Jester*

When push comes to shove you do.... *The Jester shoves Twenty-Three*

When push comes to shove you dooooooooo what you got to do.

The Jester: Yeaaaaahhh ahhhhhhh!

Twenty-Three: Puhlease.

*turns to the Jester*

You wanna make up for being a lousy dad? Give me the cane.

The Jester: *chuckles* This cane was made for me. And it will only work for me.

Twenty-Three: No, it'll work for me, we're blood.

The Jester: Well you're just half of me, this cane won't do everything for you like it does for me.

Twenty-Three: I'll take my chances *grabs the cane and storms out*

The Jester: *chuckles*

That's my girl.

Wattpad: Publish Finished.

This was fun to write actually XD