The Unheard Laugh
Chapter 1:
He couldn't take it anymore. He was completely going mad…not that he wasn't before. Without her, Joker was just…a criminal. The Joker sat in Arkham wondering what his henchwoman was doing.
Was she trying to get him out? OF COURSE she was…she hasn't failed him before. The Joker sat in solitary for a month now, still wondering where his darling has gone since she was released a week ago.
Perhaps she's waiting for him to devise a plan to get himself out? The questions ran through his god forsaken mind. He sat there in the dark wondering where she was. So much, that he was irritating himself.
"WHERE IS THAT BITCH?!" he called out. The camera perched in the corner of his cell watched his every move. A few seconds later, a doctor appeared responding to his sudden outburst.
"Did you need me?" she asked in a polite but firm voice. The green haired lunatic didn't look up at the woman who thought he needed assistance. He ignored her, not knowing what to say at the current point. He wanted to harass the woman, but his mind was set on one woman and one woman only- his Harlequin.
The doctor slowly walked back slowly.
"Okay…" she said. "Just a reminder, you have an appointment with Dr. Leland in a few moments."
The green and purple jester was losing his patience. He looked up at the doctor with a glare that was demanding her to GO AWAY. She backed away slowly and finally turned around walked away.
Just as the doctor has said, two guards came to take the Joker to the doctor's office. Each of the guards grasped an arm pulling the clown down the hall. They threw him into Dr. Leland's office, and strapped him down to a chair.
"Good evening, Joker." Joan Leland said.
"Evening, doll face." He said, putting on his act. Obviously he didn't mean it, but did he want one of Harley's doctors to know he's missing her? DEFINITELY NOT! Dr. Leland was emotionless to the Joker's remark.
"How have you been feeling?" she asked, eyes looking into his own. The Joker just stared into the distance.
Joan took out her notepad and pen and began scribbling on her paper. The Joker woke up from his daze.
"Am I UNWELL, LELAND?" the Joker spat. She looked up as he began to speak, still showing no sense of emotion. "JUST because I am thinking about how much I miss Harley, and I don't feel like speaking, I AM UNWELL?!" he began to yell. He tried his best to get out of the chair he was strapped to, trying to get the hidden knife he had deep inside his pocket. He then realized his secret was out. He knew it was true; he just never wanted to admit it. He missed Harley.
Dr. Leland just stared at the clown. All these years she was concerned for Harley; the one who had always taken the blame for Joker's mistakes…the woman who was corrupted by a psychopathic maniac. The Joker stared back at the doctor wondering what she would do. Will she tell his girlfriend? He knew there was only one way to keep her quiet. However, that way was quite messy, and being chained to a chair, unable to reach his knife was no help either.
The guards came in to take the Joker back to his cell. As he was being taken out of the office, the Joker began to speak again.
"Just remember, Doc, this stuff is CONFIDENTIAL! If a little bird tweets into anyone's ear, both the bird and the ear GO MISSING!" he sang to her in a mocking voice. As he was being taken away, he dropped to the floor, faking a trip. As one of his arms slipped out of the guard's hand, he elbowed him in the gut, and sent his head crashing into the other guards head. The collapsed to the ground and the Joker ran out the doors of the criminally insane wing. Doctors and guards came running after the clown as he skipped off. His laugh cackled throughout the whole facility.
As he ran out the doors, he realized that no one expected this escape. Usually, he would have been caught by now. As the mob of people were about 4-5 cells behind him, he turned back around and waved good bye as he ran out the doors of the facility. The Asylum sirens began to sound. As the searchlights panned the ground, the joker hid in the darkness, and ran to the exit.
He finally made it as he ran; his hope to finally get back home seemed to grow clearer and clearer. He entered his home and a smile grew pass his ears. He ran into the house.
"HARLEY! I'M HOME!" he said in his best I Love Lucy voice only to find that the house was abandoned.