Hey guys! I know that I should work on updating Sleep, but I couldn't resist the urge to write this down. Hope you enjoy!

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Prologue of: No Laughing Matter

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"Well looky here! Guess what the bat dragged in, Harley. Guess!" several bodies were scattered around on the floor. One by one, their heads rose. From the shadows, a figure could be seen. His form was shaking with what appeared to be laughter. Somewhere above the figure, a light clicked on. The teens could now make out a ghostly pale face, green hair, and a blood red smile. One of them screamed, another started to struggle with their bonds, the rest glared bitterly at the man in purple.

"Oh! I know! It's the justice brats!" Harley Quinn appeared next to the Joker, her trademark jester suit donned and her blonde pigtails bobbed up and down as she bounced on her heels.

"I haven't seen Boy Blunder and his team in a while, so I decided to pay a little visit! It's been quite a while since Ol' Uncle J visited his kiddies." He stopped in front of Robin and grinned at the boy. "How's Daddy Bats, Bird-boy?" He only received a glare in return.

"I do hope you feel at home. I took the liberty to have Harley clean for visitors." He gestured to the empty room. The walls were bare and made of concrete, the floors were made of the same material. A single door was on the far side of the room, making the small space feel even more cramped.

"What do you want?" Robin finally broke the silence. His voice held a slight waver in it. He knew the Joker's style, from years of fighting alongside his mentor, and he was positive that his team wasn't kidnaped for just a visit, as was previously claimed.

"What? I can't pay a visit to my favorite team of brats?" He glanced at the said team. "Okay, okay, you caught me." He held his hands up in mock surrender.

"It's been a little boring around these parts, seeing as you've been locking up my usual playmates. Because of that, I decided that since you're the ones ruining my fun, then you will be the ones who make up for it. You'll take their spots! Or rather, take their victims , who would give up a chance to make The Batman break character? See what's really under that cowl, you know what I mean?" A bout of laughter followed. He flung his arms out and waved Harley Quinn over.

"Do be a dear and knock them out, Harley. It took forever to get them here and I can't have them escaping now, can I?"

"Sir, yes sir, Mistah J!" Her shrill voice made the team flinch. The Joker smiled and turned on his heel.

"You can have a little fun with them as well, Harley." His laugh echoed around the bare room as he left. Harley Quinn turned back to them after the door slammed shut. "You heard the man! Who's ready to have some fun?" She grinned maliciously and held up her mallet.