Megan Damon is an autistic child personally picked up and raised by the Joker.
When she was little, due to her illness, she ignored everyone. When she grew a bit older, she asked the Joker, &...
Chapter 243 Chapter 243 [VIP]
Megan said she was leaving, but she didn't leave in the middle of the night, which made the clown think that the child was bluffing and was duplicity, and maybe she was reluctant to leave him. But Megan only made the decision during the day. She just came back and hadn't packed her things yet.
The next morning, the Joker had not left yet. He saw Megan dragging a bag of luggage down from upstairs after breakfast, which made him almost unable to sit still. His eyes fell on Megan's package with interest. Seeing that she brought her beloved plastic fish tank and small fish, it proved that she was not just talking.
The clown narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a long moment before looking back at her and asking, "What are you doing?"
"You're going to put your words into practice? Not only have your wills turned against me, but now people are turning against me too? Hahahaha!" This is hilarious! He couldn't stop laughing again, pulling at his hideous, fake-looking face and bursting into laughter.
A sharp and piercing sound reached Megan's ears, and she dragged her luggage downstairs, clapped her hands and put her hands on her hips, thinking she was very powerful. The clown was laughing there in a pretentious manner, looking crazy and inexplicable. Megan couldn't ignore him, so she dropped her luggage and walked towards him.
This time, it was the Joker's turn to ignore her, but that was the way it was with this father-daughter pair. Someone always had to take on the responsibility of acting, otherwise, where would the fun be? As for the constant switching of shots and scripts? Anyway, it didn't matter since they were the only two stars in this heartwarming family drama. And the protagonist of the play was undoubtedly—
Only Megan is the real protagonist.
She always had privileges and special abilities. She ignored the clown's exaggerated performance and stuck close to him, saying soft words, "Who said I'm leaving? You can't get rid of me, but I'm angry with you. I'm just going to visit Pammy for a few days."
The clown smiled, but the smile on his face was devoid of meaning. He patted the child's shoulder and continued to insist, "I hope you didn't lie to me? I know you wouldn't do that, but I..." But what was he saying? What was he trying to say?
Megan squeezed into his arms. It was okay, she would express it directly, and said "oh" loudly, but there was a different kind of anger between her eyebrows.
Before she opened her mouth, the clown had a premonition that she was going to say something strange again, and sure enough, she said, "You can't bear to leave me, but you won't say it directly, and you won't say a single nice word to comfort me."
What an awkward parent, Megan: ●^●
But she really didn't break up with her father, and she loosened her arms a little bit around the clown. The young child's eyebrows were pure, and her eyes were clear and bright, and the person in front of her seemed to be illuminated by him. Megan suddenly felt reluctant to go out. Except for being asked to stay somewhere by the clown or occasionally going out to play with friends, she had never taken the initiative to ask to leave, especially this time she wanted to get rid of the clown, which had never happened before.
She felt inexplicably uneasy again. Whenever her mood fluctuated and turned low, she would reveal a pitiful look. She herself did not notice it, but the clown saw it clearly and knew why she was sad and unhappy.
The clown stretched out a hand and rubbed her brow with his thumb, easily attracting Megan's attention. When she raised her head and their eyes met, his tone was as strange as ever, but very sure, "You should be angry with me, Megan. Your decision is not wrong."
The Joker knows very well what a person's complete self-awareness is like. He has dealt with all kinds of people and analyzed countless samples, so this diagnosis cannot be wrong at all.
Megan's condition has not improved.
Even though she looked no different from an ordinary person, exercise, socializing, participating in hobby activities, learning swordsmanship, and even high-intensity courses did not crush her spirit, but in fact it was just the pills that covered up those problems, and sometimes the Joker deliberately let her vent her negative emotions, which maintained her condition and caused signs of improvement.
But her fundamental problem has never been solved, and although her appearance seems good, there is still plenty of room for improvement.
The clown loosened his arms and placed his arms on both sides to maintain a vague hug. He lowered his head and smiled at Megan, "This is also your growth process, do you understand, child?"
"Try to leave me on your own initiative, okay? Have some courage. Even if you act this badly, it only takes a few days for you to go hang out with your friends and then come back."
He rarely had the patience to explain to Megan. After all, this was all for her good and it was all his calculation. However, after Megan discovered the problem, he did not hesitate to tell her the root cause and asked Megan to make her own decision.
The clown kept a sinister smile on his face. He stared at Megan, and Megan looked back at him. After a long time, her mouth pursed. She was still unhappy, so she was awkward and refused to say a word. She turned around and walked out of the clown's empty arms, and continued to drag her packed luggage to the stairs.
Before Megan had time to pick up her things, the luggage was taken over by the clown. He was satisfied with the child's obedience and sent her to the door.
"Have fun, kid, and you'll see me when you come back." These were his parting words.
Bob took Megan to Poison Ivy's residence. Although he didn't know the address, Megan knew it.
After he dropped Megan off, he drove away quickly without waiting to meet Poison Ivy, leaving Megan squatting on the lawn in front of the villa with her luggage. She reached out and touched the leaves of a bush, gently, just wanting to get a feel for the texture of the leaves. After a while, she heard a rustling sound. It was indeed the vines of the Venus flytrap coming towards her.
Plants are sensitive to pheromones. Even though humans no longer rely on pheromones to transmit messages and have long lost this ability, these signals do exist for plants. They perceive them silently, but plants that do not have special opportunities like Poison Ivy's vines cannot express themselves. Only a few exceptions can respond.
The vines no longer teased Megan like a puppy, but snuggled up to her and coiled around her feet again and again. Of course, the information it learned could not be hidden from Poison Ivy, who opened the door of the villa and walked out.
Poison Ivy came to Megan and gently placed a hand on her fluffy hair, using the same force as Megan used to touch the leaves.
"Why are you unhappy?"
The way Poison Ivy coaxed the child was completely different from the way she used poison to coax men. Her love was so genuine that she even gave more. Without waiting for Megan's answer, she picked her up from the ground.
In fact, Megan has grown taller during this semester. She has finally become taller and looks older. It is not as easy to pick her up now as when she was a child, but she is still a child. It is natural for her to need comfort when she is sad.
So Poison Ivy simply lifted her up by her armpits. Megan's body was suspended in the air, and she subconsciously shook her legs. She still looked aggrieved and unhappy, and said slowly, "Dad provoked me."
The clown made her unhappy, but she was not angry, just unhappy.
"Oh," Poison Ivy's face, gorgeous and aggressive, showed a hint of love. She had never liked that lunatic, but he raised Megan. To say that he was just using her for fun was no longer tenable. To raise this spoiled girl in front of her, she couldn't do it without giving her something practical. She even asked for more.
She smiled and put her face close to Megan, rubbing her cheek against hers, without asking why, "He made you angry, so you come to me for help, right?"
Megan nodded vigorously.
"Hello, Pami, please take me in." She pretended to be pitiful.
Poison Ivy couldn't help laughing. She put Megan down on the ground and kissed her, "Good Megan, how could I refuse you? Welcome to, um, my temporary home. Everything here is open to you." She was very good at coaxing children, especially Megan, who was the easiest child to coax.
They held hands and explored the house they had visited before. Compared with the last time they came, the decoration and layout of the house had hardly changed. In contrast, the plants both inside and outside the house grew more luxuriantly and had been replaced. Many plants were moved to places more suitable for their growth, and then new plants were sent in. Some were because the varieties were rare, and some were because the plants had rare and difficult-to-cure diseases.
But the last time Megan came, Poison Ivy didn't take her to visit the laboratory. This time, since Poison Ivy said that "everything is open to her", she was not going to treat her perfunctorily.
The laboratory is located in a garage and has strict safety management because it not only cultivates plants, but also various toxins, bacteria and fungi. The effects of these things are not entirely positive, and some are extremely harmful. Once the human body is contaminated, it will cause serious consequences.
Megan has an average physique. Even though Poison Ivy believes she manages the laboratory well and can respond in time if an accident occurs, safety cannot be neglected. Therefore, Megan cannot enter the laboratory directly, but there is a visiting passage, and she can see part of the scene inside the laboratory through the glass window.
Megan leaned against the glass window and looked inside, looking carefully again and again, and finally said, "I don't understand."
But she saw a luminous plant cultivation laboratory. The lights in the room were deliberately turned off, and only the plants inside glowed faintly. Due to the different plant varieties, the plant shapes, leaf veins, and even the color and degree of glow were completely different. When they all glowed faintly, it looked like a fantasy scene.
Megan: "Watch out for the Mad Hatter stealing the plants."
Poison Ivy was silent for a moment. It was unlikely that she had never read "Alice in Wonderland". Of course she knew what the scenes in that wonderland looked like, luminous plants, fantasy scenes, haha.
"He won't dare come to me, at least not until he invents a new controller that blocks the connection between me and the plants."
But the topic of human brain structure is obviously simpler than the topic of communication methods and power interaction procedures between mutants and plants. Poison Ivy bets that even if Mad Hatter thought about it, he couldn't do it.
The author has something to say:
Megan seems to have grown crooked (?) There's something weird mixed into this bear's formula.
There is an important node in the near future. After I finish writing it, I will start updating the extra chapters. I will try to finish the diary part and then write about Afu taking the little bear and the little bird to play (but I haven’t decided which universe yet)