He had been waiting for the psychiatrist, the same of boring doctor who thought that they were better than everyone else.

He hated those kinds of people, though, the thought of another old woman coming in made him cackle.

The door opened and he prepared for the same talk that he had almost memorised.

"Hi, the names Miyabi, I'm sure you don't want to be here so do you want to make it quick?"

He looked up, surprised, What the actual hell was happening; like geez was this person even qualified.

He laughed.

"You can call me The joker-"
He looked up, and paused; wasn't this Bruce Wayne's kid? What was she doing in there.

She looked at his face, she wasn't scared of these people they just liked the thrill of the kill; that was all.

"Matricide right?" Miyabi asked. The 'joker' looked at her in almost shock before bursting into a fit of laughter.

"How did ya know?" He said, smiling.

"People like you are normally parent less, plus, I'm assuming your dad was already dead by then"

He laughed and stuck his hand out of the small opening in the glass, grabbing the collar of her uniform.

she looked at his hand and disappeared from view, re-appearing by the door of the room.

"How the fu-" Joker started.

"Perhaps we'll meet again" And with that Miyabi left the room, only, she wasn't smiling.
___________________

Hope y'all enjoyed so far! :D