Note: written for the Free-For-All-Fic-For-All at the AskTheSquishykins tumblr.
Prompt: Poison Ivy trapped in a toy store with Harley
"Boingy boingy boingy!"
Poison Ivy didn't mind going shopping with Harley. She enjoyed exercising the skills that got them in after closing, and to tell the truth, she liked trying on new clothes and competing over who could put together the best outfit. Even if Harley's taste was, charitably, a tad juvenile.
"Boingy boingy boingy!"
It wasn't such a terrible thing to go to Mayfield's every once in a while. Sure, they weren't getting designer duds, but new was new, and she felt pretty in a Mayfield's dress.
"Boingy boingy boingy!"
Of course, Harley always had to run to the toy department first, but that wasn't so terrible. While Harley ran around and had a little fun, she liked to hide toy trucks behind the princess dolls and toy kitchens where the plastic workbenches used to be. It was good to shake things up a little.
"Boingy boingy boingy!"
Of course, this time, one of them had managed to set off an alarm, and security gates had come crashing down all around them. And her without any of her special seeds to burst the locks and bend the bars. Police sirens were already sounding in the distance.
She was just going to have to pick the lock. It wasn't her area of expertise, but she could do it if she just…kept…calm.
"Boingy boingy boingy!"
"HARLEY, GET OFF THE GODDAMN POGO STICK!"
