Day Two-Hundred Thirty-Three
"Why can't you see it, Harley?" Poison Ivy shouted with utter rage. "The Joker DOESN'T love you! He shoved you out of the window so that you could DIE! He wants to get rid of you!"
"Stop it, Red! Can't you see that I love him? I LOVE him, and I can't ever leave him."
"Yes you can! Just say, 'No. I'm not going to go back to you this time!' Why can't you tell him that?"
"I just told you, Red. I love him and he needs me, and I need him."
"Harley, you don't need a psychopath like him! He'll just leave you so that you can be sent to Arkham or he'll leave you to die! He can't be trusted!"
"You don't know my puddin' like I do! You don't see his good heart the way I do."
"GOOD HEART?" Poison Ivy had enough of Harley's complete stupidity. "Fine...fine then. Go. Go ahead and go back to him. But don't you dare come running to me if he leaves you to die again! Don't expect me to be there to take care of you!"
"Fine! I won't!" Harley stuck her tongue out at Poison Ivy and left with her belongings. She saw the Joker in the police car he stole with a smirk on his face.
"Good to see you again, kid," he smirked. Harvey gasped with joy and skipped all the way into the cop car. She gave the Joker a forceful kiss on his lips because the Joker always hated being kissed by Harley. The Joker pushed Harley away from his face and started to drive away maniacally.
"So where we goin' this time, puddin'?" Harley asked stretching her feet out.
"WE? No, no, no, Harls. I am going to drop YOU off at the Wayne Manor."
"The Wayne Manor? But...but why?"
"I've got a crazy plan this time, Harls, and it's gonna work! You're gonna win the heart of the Batman. You're gonna make him trust you."
"No! No no no!" Harley shouted with anger and crossed her arms over her chest, pouting. "I don't wanna leave you!"
"Harls, don't you wanna make your puddin' happy?" Harley looked at the Joker and she sighed.
"I...I do but...not this way...I just want to love you only, puddin'."
"No one said you gotta fall in love with the Bats."
"That's true..." Harley was just uneasy of the idea. She didn't want to seduce another man when she was so in love with the Joker. She just felt unfaithful. Besides, she despised Batman and shuddered at the thought of trying to seduce him. "And what do I do after I get him to trust me?"
"Then we RIP his heart out!" The Joker laughed maniacally. Harley gave a little awkward chuckle.
"But what if he doesn't trust me ever? Why would he? He would never trust a villain like me."
"Which is why you put up an innocent act! Make him believe that you're a changed woman, distant from your dark past of villainry. Make him believe it. Make him love you. Got that?"
"Y-yeah...I-I guess..."
"Good. Now get going!" The Joker pushed Harley out of the cop car along with her belongings. He immediately drove off and Harley was torn between two worlds. She didn't want to seduce Batman, but she wanted to so that her puddin' could be happy.
I stood there right in front of the gates of the Wayne Manor. Boy, that place was the biggest house I ever saw in my entire life. It looked so royal compared to the little warehouse I lived in with my puddin'. But this guy wasn't going to get a piece of me just because he has a fine house.
Harley cleared her throat and pressed on the buzzer. "Wayne Residence. Who is it?" Alfred's voice spoke through the voice box.
"I-It's...Harley Quinn..." There was a long silence. Harley sighed, knowing that Alfred and Bruce Wayne were talking about whether they should let the villainess in. "H-Hello?"
"Why are you here?" Bruce Wayne spoke through the box.
"I...I came here because I left the Joker." Another long silence soared through. Harley sighed and whistled to her favorite song, You Are My Sunshine. Just then, she jumped when she saw the gates opening for her. Harley peeked through and saw Bruce Wayne and Alfred coming out of the manor. Bruce Wayne was in his usual business attire, and Harley growled to herself thinking that this man was putting on a dumb facade.
Harley picked up her light belongings and stepped into the courtyard of the Wayne Manor. Bruce Wayne looked at her approaching and he was very cautious. "What do you want, Harley?" he asked roughly.
"I...heh heh...ya see, Bats...I mean...Bruce..."
"Mr. Wayne."
"Mr. Wayne," Harley growled correcting herself, "my puddin', I mean, the stupid idiot threw me out of the house, ya see? He says, 'Harley, don't you ever come back here! Go out and die!'" She glanced at Bruce to see his reaction, and he obviously wasn't buying any of it. "And then...I-I went to go to Red but she kicked me out, too! She says to me, 'I already gave you a chance and you screwed it up, Harls! Get outta here!' And I had nowhere else to go but here...please, B-Man-"
"DON'T!" Bruce shouted. He glanced around and composed himself assertively saying, "Don't...call me that here."
"S-Sorry...but will ya take me in, huh? Give a changed girl some help, huh?"
"Changed girl?" he scoffed.
"Yeah! Don't believe it? Well, ya better believe it! Harley Quinn is leaving her past behind her. I swear, too, Bruce! I swear, I swear, I swear! Ya believe me, dontcha Alfred?" Bruce looked at Alfred and Alfred just stood there, trying not to show what he believed. "C'mon, show a girl some sympathy. I got nowhere to go with no money! Please!" Bruce grabbed Harley by the arm and dragged her out of his grounds. "Oh, c'mon, Bruce! Please, I swear I changed. Give a girl some-"
Bruce threw Harley out of his grounds and shut the gates on her. He walked away and Harley was shouting for him to help her. Bruce just went back into his manor with Alfred. Harley suddenly broke down because her anxiety was kicking in. She didn't want to go back to the Joker empty-handed. She didn't want to get beaten up to the point of death by him again. She was too afraid. She wanted to live to see another day, so she knew she couldn't ever go back to the Joker until she finished what she was sent to do.
She couldn't go back to Poison Ivy because she lost her last chance. Harley really had nowhere to go to with absolutely no money either.
"Look at her, Master Wayne," Alfred said looking out the window. "She really has nowhere to go to."
"Alfred, we're talking about Harley Quinn here. We can't ever trust her. She's obsessed with the Joker, and he probably sent her here to toy with me. He probably sent her here so that she could trick me into one of her lies."
"Even if that were true, Master Wayne, look at the poor girl out there in the cold all alone. You could at least let her stay over for the night and send her away with some money the next morning."
"Alfred, I can't let her in here. She's HARLEY QUINN. She's the Joker's little minion. I can't. Not ever."