(Read the comic first)

Batman was surprised to find that Joker could cook really good food. He wasn't sure at first about letting the madman in the kitchen, but now he's glad he did, what with Alfred being away.

"Nice?" The clown asked, sipping the hot soup from his spoon.

"Mmmm..." Came the reply, the bat was too busy filling his stomach to say anymore.

After they had ate all the soup, they just sat and talked until it was time for bed.

Joker got up and kissed Batman's nose as he walked past him. Batman turned and watched as the slight figure receded into the room he could now call his own.

The thought of having Joker with him all the time warmed Batman, he didn't want even the most wanted to be on the streets.

'I finally get a chance to look after my favourite clown and keep him happy, safe and best of all, close.'