Hi people , here's my what? Like 3th fanfic? Hopefully you'll enjoy it, I was inspired by the upcoming dlc ''Harley Quinn's revenge'' English is not my first languege, but i'm (in my opinion) not all that bad in it, just a few spelling mistakes here and there, if you see em, make sure to report them (pretty please?) thanks
There she was, in the Steel Mill, where she always was, she was bend over on her knees, looking at the now empty chair, the chair her once precious ''puddin''' sat, now empty. She remembered the the time she heard about the showdown in the Monarch Theater
A thug entered her room, as usual the thug had a clown mask on, one which completly hid all of his emotions, sometimes they laughed, but Harley knew that's not what the thugs were doing.
''Miss Quinn, why are you still in here? Joker's taking care of the Batman back in the theater, he's playing ''the big trick'' Harley heard a slight chuckle, seems like Mistah J is finally taking care of the trash, with no doubt in her mind Harley opened the iron doors blocking her way, and set off to the theatre.
Once there she noticed all the thugs, standing in line around the door, all waiting for their champion, no, HER champion to come out!
They heard faint noises coming out of theater, B-man never expected this to happen, he never would, her puddin' is going to make him laugh!
Doors opened…
Footsteps walked out…
Black footsteps…
Footsteps not belonging to her puddin'
Harley..Harley had mixed feelings, she just wanted to cry, not in front of these bozos of course, but just cry her heart out. But at the other hand, she wanted to smash the Bat, no, CRUSH the Bat!
She ran off to the Steel Mill, her only hope, her only home.
Harley took a moment to think, her next course of action, so to speak, was going to be terrific. Mistah J did expect this, him dying. He left Harley instructions for what to do, now was her time to shine, she stood up, ran towards the nearest mirror, grabbed hair dye,new clothes, new boots, new everything
She walked over to ''Midget'' one of the shorter thugs, but one of her trusted one's and whispered ''excecute Last Laugh'' , and left to the Managers office.
It was a week later, that she heard struggling noises, noises of awe, noises of fear, noises who would finally laugh, noises belonging to GCPD officers
TA TA TA TAAAAA, hopefully you liked it , so kind people of fan fiction, what do you say? One-shot, or more? It all depends on your review's (doesnt matter positive or negative, however, if its a negative review, at least explain why), thanks for reading