Harley Baby… literally!
The Joker yawns and turns over to Harley's side to wake up the little minx. Suddenly, he opens his eyes when he doesn't feels Harley. He sits up and looks over the room. He expected her to be on her spot on their bed and more than that: to be clinging on him to the point that he couldn't breath. That was very strange and he remembered that the heist had gone well and they have celebrated with wine and candies last night. He was sure that they haven't fighted that night.
"Harl? Where are you?" he asks with his calmer tone.
"Harley, you know that Daddy doesn't likes when you doesn't answers him.". He was getting impatient second by second.
"Harleeeeeey! Answer me!" he shouts, with fury.
Nothing.
He growls and gets up of the bed. "Where the hell is she?" he thinks. He stomps off the room and heads to the kitchen. When he founds her, the thing would get ugly. Suddenly, he hears a sound. He stops and only hear. "Found you." he grins with the thought and starts walking to the origin of the sound. It takes him to the living room and the sounds are of… Sponge Bob Square Pants? He walks over the couch and sees something under a blanket. "It's too small to be Harley, but…" he thinks.
"Harley?". He grabs the blanket and lift it. His eyes suddenly goes bigger and his mouth drops. That was Harley, but she wasn't the Harley that he knows, it was… a baby Harley!
"What the…?" He murmured and shoves the blanket away. He thinks for one moment and laughs. A joyful laugh.
"Hahaha! Good one, Harley!" he says between giggles "It almost gets me! It was a good gag, baby, I have to admmit. You can go out now.". All that he gets is a baby with a curious espression on his face. The baby suddenly smiles and says with glee:
"Puddin'!". The Joker looks to the baby atonished. The baby gets up and starts walking to the joker with her little legs. The only thing that he could do was stare to the little human beeing. The Joker notices one paper in the arm of the couch. He diverts the baby and reads it:
"Hey, Joker
This is just something that I have been planning for you for a long time. It was difficult to steal this potion of Poison Ivy's lab, but I think it worth it. Good luck taking care of Harley Baby… literally saying! This was my revenge of throwing me to the cops when you was getting away from Arkham. I think I got the last laugh after all! HAHAHAHA
-Stan"
The Joker stares to the paper and back to Harley. His emotions of panic and confusion are replaced with hatred and fury.
"LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE HARLEY! YOU WILL ALWAYS BE PATHETIC! YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT, YOUR USELESS PIECE OF TRASH!" He shouts to the baby. Harley gulps and runs away of him, crying. The Joker had to hit something and Harley would be a good punching bag, she had always been good on that. He runs after the baby, who is crying and panicking. Harley goes to their room and hides under the bed. The Joker goes to the bed fulming and says:
"Harley, get out off there now.", he muttered. He only hears hiccups and cries of fear. Harley would never have fear of him. After all, she was the only who had ever loved him. Passed one minute, he had a bright idea. Harley was a baby, so she couldn't think very much, if he stayed out of her sight, she would think that he had gone away… right? He grins and climbs the bed without a sound and waits. Harley stop sobbing after a while and looks around. She gingerly comes out off under the bed. She screams when she sees the smiling face of The Joker and is seized by him in the air. She starts falling, but he catches her. She looks to him, trembling and with tears in her eyes.
"Gotcha you." He says with a evil smile.
He puts her on the bed but held her tightly. He couldn't help but to notice she was even more cutest in baby form. She starts crying again with pure fear. He should just beat her into a pulp, but… now she was a baby. He could hurt her badly, very badly, he could kill her. The other option was to take her to Ivy's place. He chosses the latter.
"Hey, why are you crying, kid?" he asks her gently.
"Be-because y-you will hurt me…" she stammered, he crawl her
"Nah, that's no fun to hit my baby when her is actually a baby" he laughts of his own joke. "Now, we are going to visit aunt Ivy, she will know what to do… I expect." he muttered. He carries her to the car. He wants this to end fast. It is so crazy even for him.