"When is it?" wonders Zeus. "I dunno how long I was out this time, the princess knocked me out before you'd been gone more than a second."

"2060," says Harley. "Not that I even remember what year it was when I came back the first time."

"I'm not sure either," confesses Zeus, nuzzling Andrea and then Harley and then Andrea again and then Harley again. "I hope my parents aren't too broken up about things."

"I hope so too," sighs Harley. Andrea hugs Zeus.

Hugs hugs hugs. "You're not gonna vanish again, right?"

"I figured out the vanishing thing," he says. "It's something Jokers can do, we go places, I just started out not knowing how to control it, and now I can and if I go anywhere I know how to come back."

Hug hug hug. "Good."

"I do not understand the dreaming thing."

"It's another Joker thing," Harley explains. "If we're trapped somewhere, we can go to Milliways in our dreams. Last time I got here, it was through Milliways and I was dreaming and didn't know. But this time, Elsie and some people came and rescued me."

"It is going to be so much easier for people who are born in like thirty years to exist in this multiverse when children's book publishers have caught up with this sorta thing." Nuzzle nuzzle huggle snuggle.

"I love youuuuuu," sighs Zeus, "I am so glad you're home."

"Me too," says Harley, hugging him tight. "I missed you."

"I had very little time to do it in but I missed you anyway."

All the snuggle.

So much snuggle! Every snuggle.

One hundred and four percent snuggle.