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It was genius, clever and oh so simple in its brilliance. Harley was bored, annoyed and feeling down right vindictive. This plan. This game. It would show him. Her friends were clever and would catch on but he wouldn't. She was betting on it. It would drive him mad!
The day had started out normal enough. The guards gave them food and they were escorted to the bathroom and showers. Those who had earned recreation time were then allowed to partake in the available activities. Ivy went to the community garden while the rest of the privileged rogues went to the TV area.
It was a rare occasion but The Joker had to seek out Harley. She sat alone on the couch seemingly reading the local paper. He jumped on the couch and leaned back, waiting for her to coo over him.
She didn't.
"Harley."
"A friend in needs is a friend indeed, my Japanese is better." She sang. She didn't make any further attempt to socialize with him.
"Huh?" Not one of his most thought out or intelligent responses but he wouldn't give her the satisfaction of true speechlessness.
He heard sighing behind her paper. He snatched it from her hands and tossed it to the side.
"A friend in needs is a friend indeed, a friend who bleeds is better." She yawned and rested her head on her hand. Her elbow was propped on the arm of the sofa.
"What are you doing? What is that?"
"Look alive, sunshine." Her voice mimicked his own vocal inflections.
Ivy chose that moment to join them. She pushed The Joker out of the way by knocking him to the side with her hip and sat next to Harley.
"Hello again, friend of a friend. I knew you when our common goal was waiting for the world to end."
"Pammy, what-
Ivy turned to face him abruptly. Her eyes full of fire.
"I'll be your friend in hell. Until then I despise you."
His reaction was satisfactory and she turned away. The girls chatted and acted as if The Joker hadn't existed.
The Joker shook with fury but opted no to attack right then. Partly because they had more guards in the room than usual and mostly because there was something on the idiot box that he actually wanted to watch and isolation meant no TV.
"I don't understand it. I think they're trying to get to me." The Joker decided to spend time getting his own amusement by pestering Crane and Tetch. They had been so focused on their little game, they hadn't noticed him coming.
"I am the one who haunts your dreams of mountains sunk below the sea." Crane said in a robotic tone. The Joker was not amused. They got to Johnny boy too!
"Really? Jonnhy what's the game?"
"Chess." Tetch answered. He knew what The Joker had meant but felt like furthering his annoyance.
"I'm the masked horror on your street corner." Crane pushed his piece forward.
"Checkmate."
Deeply infuriated The Joker left them and ventured to find someone willing or at least intimidated enough by him to give him the answers to this riddle. The Joker knew who his next target was! He gleefully skipped to where Edward aka The Riddler usually hung around.
"Riddle me this, riddle me that, what the hell is going with the others?"
"Any dolt with half a brain can see that humankind has gone insane, to the point where I don't know if I'll upset the status quo by putting poison in the water main." He said with even less feeling than the others.
He didn't look up from his crossword puzzles or show any signs of fear. The Joker did not like this one bit. It was like everyone was in on some kind of joke and he wasn't allowed in on the know. How dare they! He knew what was funny! He's The Joker.
"That's it! I demand to know what the hell is going on!" He moved to the center of the room. The guards were ready to pounce in case things got ugly. The reaction was almost non existent.
"Drop the attitude Mister J. You're acting like Garfield on a Monday." Edward, Ivy and Harley laughed while many remained confused but continued to ignore it.
"What's going on!"
"It's not a nice feeling is it? Being excluded." Harley's usual bubbly and gleeful demeanor was gone. In its place was that good ol' female self esteem Ivy had tried so desperately to instill in her.
The emphasis on the word, "excluded," brought him back somewhere. Ah. Ah! Aaaah. He had planned on breaking out soon and she was not involved in the escape. Perhaps someone heard him mention this.
"Aaah. Dollface, you know I would never exclude you on purpose." He tried to sound as sincere as possible. He opened his arms and Harley got up from the couch and walked over. He expected her to walk into hims arms but instead she reached up and pinched his nose.
"Gotcha." She released and walked over to Ivy. The Joker felt very conflicted. On the one hand he wanted to throw a chair at her and on the other hand he was rather attracted to this side of her.
The songs: Pure Morning- Placebo, Surprise, Surprise- The Starting Line, Black Sheep- Metric, The Night Surgeon-from repo! the genetic rock opera. My Eyes- from Dr. Horrible. Play crack the sky- Brand New