Harley was sat in the corner humming quietly and filing her nails to keep herself occupied.

The Joker was busy working on another scheme to destroy Batman and take over Gotham once and for all. He had been going for 3 days straight but so far none of his plans seemed any good not to mention he was tired and hungry.

Harley began whistling cheerily as she continued to do her nails to which she had now begun painting them black and was blowing them dry.

The Joker clenched his fists angrily and tried breathing slowly but said nothing at all. He just had to ignore it perhaps she would soon get bored and toddle off to their room.

Harley then pulled on her gloves again once her nails were dry and then began tapping her hands upon her knees as if they were a musical instrument. Once she got into it she became more enthusiastic.

The Joker snapped he couldn't take any more of this crap "HARLEY!" He raged angrily his eyes like hot coals.

"Y...Yes Puddin?" Harley said nervously taken aback by his sudden outburst.

"Is it too much to ask for some PEACE and QUIET while I am working?!" He hissed crossly.

"N...No sir" she stammered nervously as he got to his feet.

"Then WHY may I ask do you continue to be a pain in the ass by making so much fucking noise!" he raged.

"I...I didn't realize Mistah-J I'm REALLY sorry I was just bored is all" she said meekly.

The Joker slapped her hard across the face causing her to fall over "Well go play with the Hyena's, call the weed in our room, go jump of a tall building just let me WORK!" he raged his body trembling with rage.

Harley's eyes stung with tears "Y...Yes sir" she said quietly and fled up to their room without uttering a word.

The Joker slumped back in his chair crossly and continued working "Stupid dame she never learns" he grumbled crossly.

Upstairs

Harley sat on the bed crying she hadn't MEANT to upset him she was just trying to keep herself occupied with a form of entertainment since she didn't want to leave his side "I always gotta ruin things with my thoughtless acts" she sighed heavily. She picked up her plushie clown toy and continued crying quietly so she wouldn't disturb him any more than she already had. She just wanted to make him happy because that's what she loved most his huge grin.

Harley saw her cheek in the mirror there was a red handprint and it was swelling a little. She got up and went to the bathroom and applied a cold flannel to which she hissed in pain as she felt the throbbing ease.

That evening

The Joker made his way upstairs to get ready for bed. He was tired from working so hard all day and needed to rest himself for taking down Batman when they once again battled.

Harley was sat on the bed wearing her red lingerie dress with black lace on the hem of the skirt and around the chest area. She looked up at him and smiled adoringly her big blue eyes hopeful.

The Joker groaned crossly as he began to undress. As tempting as she looked he was too busy to fool around today "Sorry Harls not tonight Daddy is tired" he said firmly.

Harley pouted her eyes teary "But Puddin I was so looking forward to some cuddling" she said sadly.

"Well you can't always have what YOU want Harls I have a schedule and I can't fit it in today" He said crossly.

Harley clenched her fists "B...But it would help you relax" she said suggestively.

The Joker frowned and tilted her head back with a firm grip "Pray tell me Harls how does getting sweaty and fucking you make me feel GOOD?" he hissed.

Harley felt her heart break but stayed strong "You always tell me I'm good with my mouth and fingers" she said trying to be clever.

The Joker threw her against the wall "You may be a little slut who LOVES cock but I have more important issues at hand like destroying Batman and taking over Gotham.

Harley got to her feet weakly her body aching with pain "B...But I aint Mistah-J" she said tearfully.

The Joker ignored her comment "Shut your trap! If you want to be MY bitch you have to learn to OBEY" He said angrily and then shut off the light and turned over to sleep.

Harley sat there in the dark remaining silent and whispered quietly "Yes sir".