He stared at me and I nervously smiled back.
OH shit oh shit oh SHIT am I going to die? I surely hope not, Stupid European names being difficult grr!
Ah so you all have returned to see how little old me died? Whelp, tough luck obviously there is a second chapter! Mwahah
The staring really got onto my nerves, we stared and stared, and then suddenly, almost out of nowhere he let this odd laugh go from deep within his body… If you want to call it that…It was awkward…dangerous…and almost seemed fake…perhaps it was
Shit I shouldn't be complaining about this should ? But his laugh…did he practise on that? Shees straight outta a horror movie! What? You don't think so? Oh god don't tell me you find this a…a – shudders- attractive?!" WELL then, I wonder why you wouldn't pick a nickname closer to your real name…Jester does sound nice for you…..Maybe you can be an addition like Harley….To our little …ah family" He grinned widely at me.
I wasn't impressed. Heck I never am but I disliked families and I disliked the thought of THEM being family to me even more Oh all the pain…and the suffering…not to mention the chases and abuse…ugh no thanks!
Yeah, as if I had a choice in that matter…
Haha! No, no I did not!
After some talking and -ahem- sort of arguing, I got appointed to my room to… Ah I guess draw? At least I am not shackled…Does this mean I am gonna be their own private little designer or something?
How long do YOU think I'll survive? Honestly I got nothing…Maybe a week…though with my honesty…perhaps a day…Ha Ha….Rest in pieces!
Shaking my head I started to work on some doodles of monsters again…I got the theme of a harlequin and joker card stuck in my head thanks to the abduction so they turned out nicely…Kinda…sorta
Okay maybe I shouldn't have drawn them while hanging by the neck from some tree by a rope but still! All in good fun right? Ha…ha…Okay yeah you're right I should probably destroy this…To bad I tend to doodle with ink!
Pouting to myself I drew some clothes, skirt here, pants there….Honestly I couldn't draw or be inspired on command. Which was why I got into an argument with J. Jesus that guy b*tchslaps like a frigging bullet-train!
Lost in my doodles I mumbled to myself a bit, about everything. Call me a grumbler call me a mumbler, call me an extremely negative and sarcastic person that should have died earlier today. I honestly do not care. However, what I do care about is "Shitty room, smelly…stinky…dark…no good light…ugh my ink is a goner…got no paper towels…Shit did it just?!" Growling at my pen I looked at the item- my fingers turning black as It had created a big fat black blob in the middle of a drawing.
Note to self: Granny's pen really should have a pal, this thing is way too old to carry on!...Ugh what a mess…Do you guys draw too? Betcha you don't draw a lot with ink but with pencils! Ha HA!
"Finally!" I jumped up a bit and looked to my side, noticing Harley sitting on a bed…Wait there was a bed? Was I supposed to sleep?
"Uhm, you could've just poked me…or you know, done something" I pointed out making her giggle " But you were so busy! You had an all grumbly-mumbly face on like my Puddin' does when he is busy!" Well, I surely hope he doesn't get like this over me any time soon…I " Okay…so uhhh…Harley…?" I wondered, unsure whether to call her that or anything else " Yup" she replied chipper as ever before walking over to my drawing table.
I Ah did I forgot to mention I had a table and a chair? Well tough luck!
"What is the plan for me exactly?" I asked her curiously, turning my body to face her slightly as she looked through my drawings, While in the meantime getting some ink on her hands.
" I dunno, Mr. J enjoyed your art suga! So I guess you'll be drawing a ton from now on…However your office ones were better than these" "Shees I wonder why" Her look said it all.
Crap did I say that out loud again? Gawd!
She however giggled and then started to laugh, which made me smile slightly " To be fair, I mostly go outside to get inspired, sitting in a dusty old room will kill off your imagination, you know?" She nodded and bounced slightly on her spot " To be fair, puddin' doesn't let me have many friends or any people up here in general, so having you around will be fun! But first we need to get you into the shower and out of those awful clothes! What are those anyways?!" She said while making a disapproving noise.
What does she mean what is this anyway? Aren't I wearing a simple band shirt and a frigging black pants?!..Okay and a nice long hoodie but still! I get cold easily!
Ugh, don't tell me YOU dress better than me, You can read my stuff, but what about YOU! HUH?! Yeah that's what I thought!
Wait what is she…?
I blinked slightly as she tugged me along with her out of the room and into what I believed to be her room. It was blue pink and had a lot of fur, glittery things and colourful outfits. All sorts of weapons too…Was that a baseball bat?
Better not ask…then again I also had weapons….like that meat-hook…and that gun and…Yeah okay I like weapons…
"So, I doubt we have the same size since you're a bit plumb, but we'll work that off of you no worries!" she said while smiling brightly and handing me some clothes that were probably either too big or her or just loose fitting…either way it was a dress…
Shit no, I don't do dresses….Maybe I should try and flush it down the toilet…Shit no she's gonna have my head…fuck she's expecting me to go to the shower…she's staring…fuck…fuck
"Can't I have pants?" I wondered only to make her grin " Nope, Puddin' doesn't like em' unless they're short, and I think this will look lovely just try it! Now don't make me come in there with you!".
HAH! She says it like it's a threat! Pff tough luck lady I don't mind showering with other girls! Maybe some of YOU do…but hey it is my story isn't it? Ha HA! Too bad huh?!
Grinning back, which turned out more of a grimace, I slowly stalked over to the bathroom and turned on the hot water tab. Steam soon enough filled the rather large room, however I still felt…nervous.
What would they do with my clothes? I enjoyed my nerdy and somewhat lazy clothes thank you very much!
But if I would not listen to Harley….She knew J's taste the best right?...Not that I would want to get freaky with him…well…he's awesome as a bro I guess…but…he has some serious issues and I'd be dead before I'd be able to say BATSIE!
Giggling to myself I turned on the cold water a little bit and started to strip from my clothes. Once nude I showered quickly and dried myself just as quick.
Believe me I broke a speed record with that one! How long do YOU normally shower? I shower for about 30 minutes…taking my time…relaxing…Yeah, that ain't happening with a clown prince and his girlfriend!
Once dried up I went to get dressed, quickly putting on my own underwear before putting on the dress "Harley…is it supposed to be this short? I swear when you're naked and wear an apron it covers more of your backside!" I said to her, helplessly pulling down the bottom part of the flimsy dress.
Hah, red dress, short and basically easy rape access…Shit I want a gun…either to shoot myself, Harley for picking this, or my boss for hiring me as an intern.…Do people even get hired or? Meh, no idea!
Harley's laugh along with -Oh no not him!- Jokers laugh came from the other side of the door making me even more nervous. Did I really have to wear this? At least give me shorts
PLEASE give me shorts!...please? no? Well screw you then!
Slowly, hesitant and somewhat annoyed I walked out of the bathroom, still pulling down the dress. It filled up nicely in the front with my breasts being a D cup, however the rest… I glared at the wall behind them.
Maybe they will shoot me.
Unfortunately, they didn't.
I bet you can guess where I am at now…in that same shitty dress…Let me give you a hint…It has a bar…
Yup, I had to walk on heels, in this short dress into the ' The Grin And Bare It" strip bar!
Fucks sake, what's next?! Me dancing HA!...Oh god no…I really don't know how to dance!
Thankfully I was spared from that embarrassment and had to sit with HIM.
And no not the band, J, Joker, whatever " So ah, I am not really sure what to call you…" He confessed, seeming sad as he did so, though I knew better than to trust that.
And I was right, within seconds he placed his hand over his mouth showing his awesome tattoo.
"Now, I think having a little Jester in the family would be nice…You see Harley has been nagging…" He continued, slowly lowering his hand " Plus, I really like your drawings~ So dark so different…so…I would Say me, but obviously you drew them…But now you are mine aren't you?".
Does he expect a reply from me? Shit he is threatening as fuck! Of course I am ' his' I was frigging kidnapped!...
Taking a deep breath, I looked him straight in his eyes. Do or die b*tches!
" I do not care what you call me, nor do I mind drawing for you, but putting me in a dusty old room with no view won't make me draw a lot of things, but if it is any consolation I do not plan on escaping…where to? And for what? Considering you haven't been arrested it makes me wonder if the police are even to be trusted…Guess I am sticking around for a while longer".
Again silence.
I think he likes it. It makes people nervous. And it bores me. Sh*t I shouldn't be bored should I?
Absentmindedly I watched Harley dance, shaking my head before looking at the Joker, who also seemed to be watching Harley. Good. Just keep doing that and I will live a bit longer.
Yup and he is back looking at me " You'll get a tattoo like her's…And we need to find you an ah…more appropriate attire to fit into the family" he started, looking at me in a way that made my hairs stand on end "And we need to…train you" he added, grinning at me with his grills.
So you can guess what happened next, after heavy training I got my ass whooped, bruised and battered, right? Whelp no! Yeah I know, sucks to be me!
Anyways, the night went by with me just doodling and J doing his business, thankfully I wasn't involved. Until he wanted to leave. Shit got real when we plunged into the water though.
Yeah, shit really got real. Wanna know why?!
Because that moronic Batman actually thought me to be one of J's people…Well okay I was Wearing former Harley clothes but still! Shivering wet and tired I was delivered to Arkham, showered, dried and put into a straightjacket before being transported.
Why me right.
I ain't insane…
I don't have Superpowers…
And I sure as hell don't know how to fight…
Finally after a long run I got a destination. A cosy little cell in Blackgate.
And I guess this is where my story actually begins doesn't it! Ha! But you will have to be patient…very Patient… -
(To be fair next week i do have a small trip with my class and all so i doubt i will be able to update...so Depending on how things go..I won't be back untilllll next week friday :3, Leave a comment or anything if you want! MWahaha So evil for stopping at this point right? But don't worry this isn't a typical story :P)