Disclaimer: I do not own the canon, I merely enjoy it.
Starring: Harley Quinn
Author's Note: It's difficult to tell if she's a real villain or not, but she has a sliver of sanity in the scene between her and Batgirl when they're fighting over Robin/Joker Jr.
Summary: She was elbows deep into her bazooka, a quiet distraction to the screaming that was occurring beyond that blue curtain.
Rating: K
The table was riddled with nuts and bolts, wrenches and screwdrivers and a half-empty can of WD-40. She was elbows deep into her bazooka, fiddling with the wiring, cleaning out the gunk that got in there somehow while the babies slept underneath the table. The snapping of sparks and quiet grunts and hyenic snuffles were all a quiet distraction to the screaming that was occurring beyond that blue curtain. The Bird Boy had been screaming for hours now, and a small slip of a frown had settled on her face.
Harley was not meant for frowning.
Jerking her hand out of the bazooka's intestines, she quickly slapped another bandage on it and then went back to work. Her concentration was slipping on and off, concentration that she had to fight to have in the first place. She still remembers her old job as a shrink back at Arkham and she knows that whatever is going on beyond that curtain, she can make it right. Because they'll be a family, a real family and then everything will be fine.
She thinks of ammunition and super egos and what to feed the babies for dinner and tries very hard not to look at the junior sized Joker themed outfit sitting on the kitchen table and the knot that is slowly tightening in the middle of her belly.