It was late one Friday evening as four people headed into a club and pulled up a seat at a booth. The four ordered a beer each and sat watching as people danced around in the club. One of the girls sitting in the booth had blonde hair in two pigtails, one half blue, the other half pink, and was watching the dancers. "That looks fun." She said looking back at her other three friends. "Their mostly drunk off their ass, Harley." Titus said. "But it still looks fun right?" she said. "Sure. Why don't you go try it?" Coco said and Harley grinned at the thought. "I will." she said. "But I need a dance partner." She glanced up as a man came over to her. "Hey there good lookin'. Come join me for a drink?" Harley laughed standing up. "Sure. But first ya have to dance with me." she said pulling his arm towards the dance floor. "This isn't going to end well." Kase muttered.
Harley had made some new friends since she lost a lot of the members in Joker's squad. Titus and Coco were siblings while Kase was just another friend she met. Titus was dark skinned with white tattoos covering most of his face and neck to conceal his real identity, toned and looked on Harley like another sister. Coco was Harley's new best friend and Harley often found herself braiding Coco's long black hair into a bun for her. Kase liked to keep to himself but adored the fuck out of Harley. He was light skinned, black hair in a mohawk but not fully shaven on the sides. Harley was quite often still more than they could handle especially on nights like these.
Harley was enjoying herself as she danced with this man whose name was apparently Asheron. She was really enjoying herself as he guided her hips to the music. "You can dance well sweetums." She cooed softly as she leant her back against his chest, one of her arms up around his neck. "Well so can you." He said allowing one of his hands down her body, taking in every curve of her body. "That's 'cause your makin' me!" she laughed.
The next thing she knew Asheron was against the opposite wall, blood splattered on the wall from his mouth. She was pulled against a firm chest, a hand gripped firmly around her throat and a gun aimed at the guy who had now fallen to the floor. "And just what are you doing with my bitch?!"
"Oh hiya Puddin'!" she chirped holding his arm gently. "Who are you?! Who is he?!" he demanded tightening his grip on her throat. "A-Asheron." She said pulling his hand but it didn't move. "Puddin'! I didn't do anything wrong!" she whined. He let go of her but he kept the gun at Asheron. "No one touches her!" he hissed loading the gun. "No. One." Harley grabbed his waist resting her head on his back. "Easy Puddin', I only love you." She cooed pulling him away and out the door.
As soon as they were out he shoved her up against the wall. "What were you doing here Harl?" he growled firmly holding her hair. "I just wanted some fun! I was bored there's been no fun recently! You're always so busy with Batman! It's not fair Puddin'!" she whined grabbing his hand trying to get him to let go of her hair. "You know I don't like it when you do these things Harleen Quinzel." He said firmly. Harley just whimpered softly at the fact he used her full, old, name. "But I didn't mean to upset ya Daddy." She said softly. "I'll do whatever you want, Daddy, I promise."
He released her hair as she fell to her knees, as she began to fix up her hair. "Get in that car right now!" he said firmly. She scurried into the car and sat down as he got in. He then floored the gas speeding back for his house. "I'm in the dog house tonight aren't I?" she said softly staring out the window. "O-oh you are so in the dog house Harl. You know how it is with me. No one gets away with this and you certainly don't. You're mine and that's how it's staying." Harley sighed softly leaning on the window. "I said I was sorry Puddin'."
They pulled into the garage that belonged to the Joker. He got out of the car and pulled Harley out. "Now you are going to have dinner and then you will go to bed. In the living room. On the floor." He muttered pulling her inside. She nodded slightly as they entered the main hall. "Now go to the dining room and I will bring out your dinner." He said walking off.
Harley walked into the dining room and leant against the wall staring at her hands. "Is something the matter Harley?" She glanced up to see the Joker's new assistant, Thorn, standing beside her. "Daddy's mad at me." she said softly. "You know he cares a lot for you Harley." He said sitting her down at the table. "I know but he's upset with me now. I have to sleep in the living room too tonight." She said leaning on her hands. "I just wanna be in bed with him, cuddled up against him while he holds me caressing my body and leaving me to think all the things I want him to do with me."
Thorn just looked at her before standing up. "If you say so." He said softly as he headed out of the living room. "Trust me Harley, he'll forgive you soon enough." She looked up at him as he walked out, leaving her to her own thoughts. The Joker than came into the dining room with a plate of food and placed it down in front of her. "You have ten minutes to eat before you go to bed." he said walking out. "Aren't cha gonna eat with me?" she asked. "I will eat later. I have plans to make." He said closing the doors behind him.
Harley glanced around the large, empty hall she was now sitting in all alone. She sighed heavily as she started on her dinner. "Son of a bitch. He's so unfair sometimes really. I outta just up and leave, change my name and never come back." She muttered. "Wait no I can't. I love him too much. I could never leave him." She sighed fiddling with her dinner, her body deciding it was no longer hungry for food.
No. Now she was hungry for other things. His touch and his hold on her. She wanted him again but he wasn't going to give her that. She sighed having decided she didn't want to sit any longer and think on these thoughts. She walked into the living room and grabbed a blanket. She lay down on the floor with a cushion from the couch and put the blanket over her as she closed her eyes. She hoped by morning he would change his mind. She slowly drifted off to sleep slowly thinking about ways to get her lover back.
Two hours later the Joker had headed off to bed himself. He looked at the empty bed as he changed into his boxers. "You little conniving bitch." He muttered walking downstairs to the living room. He walked over to the sleeping Harley on the floor and pulled her into his arms. He returned to his bedroom and lay her down on the bed before lying down beside her and kissed her head. "Love you Harls." He whispered lying down and holding her close as he fell asleep.