Hello everybody! Just a warning, some abuse and violence in this chapter... enjoy!
Harley looked down at the device in her hand, eyes wide. A bubbly grin spread across her face. She knew it! Well, she'd suspected it. Over the last few weeks, she'd gained weight, and been a little moody, but now she knew for sure! She squealed with excitement. Mistah J was gonna be so happy when she told him! She peered around the corner. Jay was still talking to Batman, had him tied up and hanging from the ceiling. She giggled to herself. She may as well see Bat's reaction too!
She bounded into the room, a big grin spread across her face. "Oh Mistah Jaaaaaaay..." Joker snapped around to face her "What Harls! Can't you see Daddy's busy!?" Harley smirked to herself. How ironic. "Oh I know you're busy Mistah J, but I gots some amazin' news!" The look on Joker's face got ugly. Harley backed up a bit, not knowing what that could mean.
Joker pulled out a knife , and grinned. The poor kid just never learned, did she? Never disturb while torturing Batman. He noticed the nervous look on her face. "What's wrong, Harley Baby? You... you don't think I'd hurt you , do ya?" Harley shook her head quickly, and the smile returned to her face. "Well then, what was it?" he cooed. " What was so important you had to disturb me right now?"
"W-well, Puddin', I just came to tell ya..." Her voice trailed off. "What!? Speak up!" Joker snapped. Harley beamed, and blurted out "I'm pregnant!"
The silence in the room was overwhelming. She hadn't expected him to not say anything. He was just... staring at her. "Well, ya see, I took one of them fancy pregnancy tests, and well, I'm positive!" Joker just kept staring at her. Then a smile creeped across his face.
That was it? That was why she had interrupted him!? For some dumb baby? Well, that was alright. He would teach her. "Well... that's just wonderful, Harley. Hey, would you do your old Mister J a favor?"
"Well, of course, Mistah J!, anything!"
"Good. All I want you to do is sit down, relax, and don't speak."
"Uh, okay Puddin'..." Harley took a seat. Joker grabbed some some spare rope and headed towards her. He began skillfully tying her wrists to the armrests.
"Let's put on a little show for Bats, eh Harls?" Harley nodded silently. Harley shivered, as he brought the knife to her stomach, tracing gentle lines over it.
"Harley? You don't happen to know if it's a boy or a girl, do you?" "Well, no Puddin." she replied.
" That's too bad." said Joker, quietly. His grin spread wickedly over his face.
Harley felt a sharp, horrible pain in her belly. She looked down, and saw Joker, the knife half inserted into her stomach."W-what ya doin' Mistah J?" Joker yanked the knife out and slapped her across the face, hard. "Didn't I say not to talk?" Harley nodded. "Then shut up. All I'm doing is finding out whether it's a boy or girl." He grinned even more, something she thought was impossible at this point. "My way."
With that, he roughly shoved the knife into her stomach, causing her to scream in pain. He jerked the knife back out, and slapped her with it. The horror of what he intended to do finally dawned on her. She whispered one word she thought she'd never say.
"No." She whispered. She screamed it again when he didn't stop. "NO!" She lifted one leg and kicked wildly. "NO!" she kept screaming. "NO! NO! NO!"
Joker finally raised his head. He had a stream of blood flowing down his lip, and an angry look on his face. Pure terror filled her. What had she done?
Joker cut the restraints off of her. He walked slowly away, silent. He grabbed something from behind a crate. A cane.
He walked calmly back towards her. She tried to open her mouth, to apologize. She didn't get to.
Pain seared through her skull as he brought the cane down on her. "WHAT did you say to me, BITCH!?" Another strike hit her square in the stomach.
"Huh, Harls? What did you say?!" He kicked her in the stomach, as hard as he could. Over. And over.
"I'm sorry!" she shrieked between sobs. Joker stopped beating her. He walked her to the window,and kissed her softly on the neck. He felt her muscles relax. " I'm sorry too." He cooed.
He brought his knee back and slammed it into her back, sending her flying through the window.
"Puddin' !" She yelled, before landing harshly on her stomach. in the alley below. She felt blood trickling between her legs, and her stomach felt warm.
"Don't call me ' Puddin' ' Joker said.
The last thing she heard before the darkness swallowed her was maniacal laughter.