MASSIVE THANKS TO ROBIN'S WIFE FOR THE REVIEW! (And thanks for reminding me I didn't make it clear that it was the Joker last time.)

Right then with that said. On with chapter two!

[Through the eyes of madness: Harley Quinn]

Ya Know, a lotta people ask me: "Hey Harley? Why'd ya keep hangin' around with Mr. J? Don't ya know he's dangerous?" It's really kinda strange. Red, Selina, even Bat-Brains has done it. And you know what I say to that!

Bah!

You heard me. No one really knows my Puddin' like I do. It's not fair that they all judge him with out ever really gettin' to know him. I mean he's funny, and handsome, and he really does have a sweet heart deep down. He just never shows it to anyone else. 'Cause he loves me, and I love him. I know he loves me!

Well…. Yeah, he's knocked me about a couple times. But only if I deserved it! Like if it was my fault we got caught. Or he thought somethin' was my fault. Or if I wasn't making him happy enough and he got bored.

But I don't hold nothin' against him. And he always goes and makes up for it later, like that time he robbed a jewel place on Valentines Day for me.

And then there is Red, never would have met my BFF if I hadn't started this life. Ivy is kinda serious and gets annoyed easy. (The girl HAS to lighten up. Seriously.) She looks out for me. Helps clean up any bruises that I get from Pudd…. I mean. Any time I get hurt. Yeah. She really does love her plants though, she once stopped having anything to do with me for like, a month! And just because I stepped on one little flower.

After a while I just bought her about three dozen of the stupid things and she forgave me. Which was a relief because it had started to drive me up the walls not getting to do anything with her. (Red thinks if Mr. J knew how close we were he wouldn't like it. But me? I think he'd probably like the idea too much. *Sigh* Men.)

You know what's weird? Bats. He really doesn't like me, I can tell just by the way he looks at me, he's one of those people who thinks I'm some idiot air head with the mindset of a teenager. I hate people thinking I'm stupid! I've got a degree and everything! Just because I choose not to put the utmost effort into talkin' like some rich moron doesn't make me unintelligent. I know lotsa stuff. "Milgram and his study suggests that people are more willing to hurt others if they're told to do it by someone they can blame for their actions, or if they don't have to see their pain." See? Not many people know that!

But the thing is, as much as Bats-for-brains hates me, he's never really hurt me. I mean sure he's grabbed me, disarmed me and tied me up before I can so much as blink. But it's really rare for him to so much as bruise me.

And there are times when I coulda sworn I caught him givin' me a friggin look o' pity! Like he has any right to feel sorry for me, when it's his fault I keep getting locked up.

But anyways, if it weren't for Mister J. I wouldn't be havin' as much fun in life as I would if I were still a doctor hold up in some cramped office in Arkham. (I actually think my usual cell was bigger then my old office.) Nah, here I get to be famous! Everyone knows who Harley Quinn is. Nobody had ever heards of Harleen Quinzel and for good reason. I used to be so… ordinary. So common. Just another average Josephine working her way through life in a job that wasn't as special as I expected.

But then I got a new assignment. A Super villain! No, THE super villain. The most famous crook in the city. And when we talked for that first time….

He changed my world.

I started to think about the way he saw things, and I realised he was talking sense. Love at first sight. There was nothing else I could do but join him and make myself his girlfriend. The true love of the amazing and special Joker.

I would have been miserable for the rest of my life if I hadn't.

Right?