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"Harley gets jealous,"

Harley admired her appearance in the mirror one last time, her hair was a sheet of platinum blonde ending in her signature red and blue tips whilst her eyes where stained black and red to match her harlequin dress.

Fishnet tights stretched down her long legs to end in six inch high heeled black boots that reached her knee. Her face was pale and her eyes dark, perfect.

She brushed a hand through her curls before descending the stairs to the club. The music pounded in her head and lights flashed before her eyes. All eyes turned in her direction as the long awaited Queen Clown of Gotham entered the party. She giggled and smiled, she waved at a few men who promptly sloshed drinks down their fronts.

She blew kisses and waved, all the time her eyes searching for one man. She located him in his usual booth, his eyes not on Harley but on the girl in front of him. She had dark hair in elaborate diva curls, her eyes where a smoky black as she laughed contagiously.

Harley felt her heart sink in disappointment; her hands fell at her sides. She felt completely deflated. She had dressed elaborately and with care just for him and he hadn't even noticed.

Harley watched venomously as the pretty girl giggled and stretched out her long legs, She snuck a hand onto his shoulder and he didn't push it off.

That should be me, his queen not that whore. How I would love to put her to sleep with my baseball bat, Harley knew that Mr. J would be furious if she did, he hated it when she killed his clients. He said it was bad for business,

Jealously burned in Harley's heart, after all they had done together, how long they had been together, she had given up so much for him and he would throw her away on some random girl.

She turned away from them, unable to bare it any longer. She didn't feel like dancing in her cage, she didn't feel like doing anything. She walked over to the bar and ordered a cosmopolitan. She could hear his manic laugh over the crowd, the familiar insanity in every note.

Her heart pulled to go back to her King,

'He isn't missing you,' a twisted little voice whispered in the back of her head, she ignored this but the thought haunted her.

however Harley Quinn was not the type of girl to sit back and watch with out doing something about it. if that was how he wanted to play it that's what he would get. Her sharp eyes scoured the crowd for a victim. she found one in a cocky looking man surrounded by his friends all drinking and feeding their already over-large egos.

Harley fixed her bright smile and lowered her dark eyelashes over pale cheeks. she sauntered up to her cage, prepared to put on the performance of her life. she dropped back on her heels, her hips swaying and her hands brushing through her tousled hair. She wrapped her legs around the chain, her body snapping and swaying in time with the beat.

Everyone was watching her, she turned to look directly at the arrogant man in the corner, she flashed him a beautiful smile and beckoned to him. He jumped to is feet immediately, liking his lips. he hurried over to her glass cage, where she waited for him.

take this Mr. J she thought with a smile as he slipped in to her cage. she glanced at the Joker in the corner who had his eyes fixed on her , he wasn't grinning now.

his eyes where sharp and his lips pursed, he wasn't happy.

Harley moved over to the man and pushed him roughly against the wall, he grinned down at her. she moved around him. She dropped down in front of him her hips moving. She twisted around his body and her arms snaked around him. he placed his hands around her slim waist and Harley pushed up against him.

she could see that the Joker was getting angrier by the second as he watched her dance with another man. the girl who he had been with, was desperately trying to regain his attention but with no success, he brushed her off and moved towards the cage.

the song ended and Harley slipped from the cage towards her Puddin' as she like to call him ,who stood waiting with eyebrows raised. a few of the jokers henchmen where at the man's side, pulling him away.

the Joker grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards the stairs leading to their apartment above. the crowd parted for the Joker, Harley new better then to try and pull away. he marched her upstairs and shoved her roughly down onto their bed.

"What an interesting display," he snarled, he looked down on her expecting her to shrink back or plead, she did neither. she never had, not at Arkham as his psychiatrist and not here, as his queen.

"You where entertained enough without me," she pouted dramatically and he rolled his eyes.

"That's what that was about? Irene? she is the daughter of a client and I need her to manipulate him." he ran a hand through his vibrant hair, his eyes where fixed on her and his voice low, deadly

"You know how I feel about you, I built you an empire! I made you a queen!" he shouted, Harley watched with shoulders slumped and arms crossed.

"You know I would do anything for you!" he laughed manically, Harley didn't reply, she pressed her lips to his. she cupped his face in his hands and pulled him down towards her. his hands moved one at the side of her head propping him up and the other at her waist, holding him to her.

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