"Criminals. Criminals are what plague the streets of Gotham." The Mayor said as he slowly walked around the table. He had called for a meeting to discuss the threat of Gotham City.
"We know this already, Mr Mayor." One of the attendees pointed out quite obviously.
"I know that you all know this." The Mayor stopped walking and turned to the person who spoke "But I wanted to focus on one organisation today. If you look in your briefing packs you will see who I mean." Everyone opened up the files that lay in front of them. They were all greeted by a mugshot of The Joker. Murmurs and mumbles arose but with one hand motion from the Mayor they were disbanded.
"You don't seriously want to go against the Joker, do you?" One of the members asked with obvious fear in their voice.
"This deranged lunatic has targeted many factories and buildings that are crucial to Gotham's economy." The Mayor explained, "Along with his accomplices: Harley Quinn, Sprinkles and Jonny Frost."
"What do you suppose we do to stop these criminals?" Someone asked.
"We get the help of the bat." The Mayor said with a sigh.
Harley sat on the velvet couch that lay next to the bear skin rug. The Joker had bought her that rug on their one-year anniversary. She sat, remembering all the good times she had with the Joker, which was practically all of the times she had been with him. The music from the Jokers club loudly travelled through the floor and into their apartment. Harley didn't mind this, though, she enjoyed the selection of music that her puddin picked.
As she listened to the music, the double doors at the left-hand side of the room swung open. The Joker stepped in wearing a long purple trench coat with a green shirt and burgundy pants. He pulled his chalk coloured hands through his neon green hair and smiled. Harley jumped up and ran over to him.
"Puddin! Ya back!" She chirped as she hugged him. Joker returned the hug and walked into the room.
"Did they give you any trouble?" She asked, following him wherever he went.
"No, Harley. They didn't give us any trouble. As soon as they saw me, they burst out screaming!" He laughed manically at himself. Harley joined in with him.
"You stayin home tonight puddin?" She asked with puppy dog eyes, hoping he would stay.
"Not yet, Harls. I've still got one more job to do tonight." He answered guiltily. Harley looked at him and whimpered.
"Sprinkles! Get up and get ready!" Joker shouted into the hall leading to the bedrooms. A boy, around 14 years old stepped out into the hall. His bright red, curly hair in a mess.
"Alright, I'll get ready." He sighed in annoyance.
"Did you wash your suit, honey?" Harley asked Sprinkles.
"No, I didn't." His voice called from his room.
"No, you didn't, what?" Harley waited for an answer.
"No, I didn't, Mother." His voice called back.
"Harls, you know he isn't your son." The Joker laughed.
"I know puddin but I like to think he is." Harley laughed as well. Sprinkles came out dressed in his purple leather jacket, green t-shirt, red pants and white trilby that had a skull pattern on it.
"Can I come too puddin? Pretty please!" Harley used her puppy dog eyes again.
"Alright baby lets go," Joker said as he wrapped his arm around her neck. As the trio walked out, they were joined by Jonny Fost, The Jokers right-hand man. They walked through the club, past eyes that followed them in fear. Everyone knew that something was about to go down.
Wow! What a chapter.
Who is the Joker going to see?
When will he meet Batman?
SO MANY QUESTIONS!
Ok, so this is my first Batman/Suicide Squad fanfiction so no hate, please!
This currently takes place before Harley gets arrested and taken to Belle Reve.
Also, when it said that Sprinkles had red hair it means the colour red, not ginger.
Sprinkles is not Harley and Jokers son, Harley just likes to pretend he is. Sprinkles is one of Jokers henchmen.
What did you guys think of Suicide Squad?
Ok, that's it from me! Stay tuned for more!
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