A/N: Hey babies! So initially this was going to be a one shot but the more I thought the more I felt I wanted to make it a collection of one shots (Lucky you!)! So once again if you have any prompts for me or would like to see something go ahead and let me know either in a review or shoot me a message! Thanks babies!
Prompt: Harley is afraid of something silly.
Oh Harls. (Yes I had to play on the first title)
There was little in the world that actually scare Harley anymore, after jumping head first into a vat of chemicals and being pulled out by the psychopathic clown that she loved and becoming his queen there just wasn't anything left to scare her. Spiders were no issue she'd either ignore them, talk to them or just smoosh them like it was nothing. Mice didn't even get a squeak out of her as she grabbed them by the tails and left them in the alley where they would either live or be eaten stray cats. Even the one time a bat- an actual flying, squeaking bat- had gotten into the penthouse she chased it down with her baseball bat and threw it outside for the alley cats. Yes there was very little that scared Harley anymore and Joker could easily run down the list of what they were, being separated from him for an ungodly amount of time again, the thought of him dying or the thought of him leaving her and those were mostly it or so he thought.
The sky had been grey and overcast all day, nothing new really for Gotham, but today the clouds seemed darker angrier as they looked over the tops of buildings that claimed to scrape the sky. Harley was lounging around the penthouse wearing one of Joker's white button down shirts, a pair of grey sweatpants, her fuzzy pink slippers and her hair pulled up in a messy bun. Joker was away on business for the afternoon leaving her the apartment and a couple goons for protection, not to mention the countless number of knives, guns and other weapons stored around, but she was content just sitting on the couch eating her way through a box of left of Chinese food while watching some pathetic soap opera.
Looking at the clock she grabbed the remote and switched the television over to the news watching to see about Batman's latest intervention in the criminal world. She rolled her eyes seeing nothing more than a couple wannabe villain gangs had been taken in but smiled knowing that meant Joker had slipped right under the bat-freak's nose. Setting the empty food container on the coffee table she dug her phone out from her hoodie pocket and checked for any messages from Joker and pouted when she found none, setting her phone on the table she got to her feet and headed for the bedroom to shower off and get ready for bed.
Half way down the hall the lights suddenly flickered making her pause and listen to try and find a reason, she could hear the rain pounding against the roof and windows making her relax a little entering the bedroom and flipping the lights on unaware that in the living room her phone was buzzing from a new text. She was just about to open the bathroom door when with a loud crash the lights went out drawing a shriek from her as she covered her ears, waiting a moment she slowly removed her hands looking around but only found darkness surrounding her, suffocating her.
Slowly she felt her way around the room but growled as she found herself at the foot of the bed, sitting on top of the comforter she crossed her arms trying to mentally argue how she'd gotten turned around when she was right in front of the door. Suddenly the room with lit by a blinding flash making her breath catch in her throat then a small scream burst from her lips as it happened again and again each flash followed by a roll of thunder until the build up released a crash as loud as a small bomb making her cover her ears and scramble under the covers of the bed tears streaming down her face.
Out in the city the rain had only helped Joker and his men slip away from the now robbed clean bank without much detection, he'd messaged Harley as they left that he was on his way back but never got a response making him growl in frustration. After three more unanswered texts he gave up and decided to call her but again no answer, snarling he threw his phone into the seat beside him and pushed the sleek purple Lamborghini to its limit red clouding the sides of his vision. Yes he'd left Harley home without more than a handful of goons and an armory of weapons for protection and even if those few goons were newbies surely they could protect her and if not there wasn't a doubt she could protect herself.
He whipped the car around corners and other cars carelessly his mind flashing scenario after scenario, the bat figuring out she'd be left mostly unguarded and taking the chance to kidnap her, any villain with a grudge against the pair taking her to use as leverage, and countless others. Finally reaching the hidden garage he parked the car and made his way up through the club to the penthouse, as he reached the top of the stairs the first thing he noticed was that all the lights were out and the second was a faint dinging sound. Following it he found Harley's phone lit up on the coffee table showing his texts and missed call, setting the phone down he looked around taking in what he could as the lightning flashed.
"Harley?!"
He listened carefully as the thunder cracked for any response but got nothing in return except a small thud from down the hall. Growling he pulled out his gun from its holster and made his way down the hall to the door of the master bedroom.
"Harley?"
Again he listened and this time his response was a muffled sob making him throw the door open eyes darting around for any sign of danger in the lightning's quick flashes but saw nothing. Taking cautious steps into the room he searched for Harley but didn't see her anywhere as the lights flickered on for a moment letting him see the room fully, everything was intact but the bed with its cover completely askew with the pillows laying haphazardly but the obnoxious pink one Harley kept on her side was gone.
"Harley where are you? Stop playing before I get mad."
He heard shuffling by the bed making him aim his gun but lower it at once as Harley poked her head out from under it tears still staining her cheeks as she looked at him.
"P-puddin'?"
Putting his gun away he went to her and carefully pulled her out from under the bed staggering a little off balance as she threw herself into his arms hiding her face in his neck. After the slight shock wore off he wrapped his arms around her trying to calm her down.
"What happened baby"
Harley shook her head sniffling holding herself close to him then flinching as the lightning flashed wildly and the thunder crashed loud like a bomb again drawing a son to her lips as the lights went back out. Looking out at the storm then down at Harley he took her face in his hands making her look at him her eyes slightly red from crying, makeup running down her cheeks and her lower lip trembling Joker let a smile creep into his lips.
"Harley are you afraid of storms?"
Harley blushed but didn't answer as she avoided his eyes making him chuckle running the backs of his fingers along her jaw.
"Harley Quinn the psychotic girlfriend to the Joker, wanted in 12 states, Queen of Gotham City, the woman who can kill a man just because he cat called her is afraid of storms?"
Harley blushed deeper tears rolling down her cheeks again as she flinched as lightning lit up the sky weakly and thunder rolled slightly farther away.
"Just the lightning and thunder...I always have been."
Joker chuckled again lifting her into his arms and carrying her back to the living room where he set her on the couch before using her phone flashlight to locate the candles she'd placed around the area and lit them illuminating the living area with a warm glow making her give a small smile as she wiped her eyes on her sleeve watching as he came back to the couch and sat down pulled her into his lap placing a kiss to the top of her head as she snuggled against him.
"You don't need to be scared anymore, nothing will hurt you, I won't let anything hurt you."
Harley gave a small smile nuzzling his shoulder as her arms curled against his chest closing her eyes.
"You promise?"
He ran his hand through her hair as the thunder rolled again smiling as she didn't even notice.
"Yeah, I promise."
