Oh dear, it's starting again…poor Harley, why she stills hangs around that scumbag confuses me still. Hmm…I suppose it has been awhile since they've fought, oh and it looks like Harley is going to start something this time…ha I'm getting twenty bucks! That shouldn't excite me I suppose but how could I resist entering the asylums running bets against the 'couple', for lack of a better word. No matter what Harley says, I'm still not convinced that he gives a damn about her, but he hasn't killed her yet so I suppose that counts for something.

"No Mistah J I don't wanna talk ta ya right now! You ignored me all day yesterday and now you wanna talk ta me 'cause you're bored. Hmm…well tough luck puddin' I'm mad at you!"

I had to stifle a laugh at that; the thought of Harley actually being mad at the psychotic clown was rather hysterical. Oh…poor girl, she even pouted. This can't end well for anyone involved.

"What the hell is wrong with you! What gives you the idea that you can talk to me like that. You should be happy I'm even giving you the time of day to talk to you!"

Seeing that filth upset was rather amusing, well until he touches Harley…then I get rather upset. Sure he's crazy and she's obsessed…but does that really mean that she should get the shit beat out of her? I just don't understand this relationship at all: he pretends that he doesn't want her to bother him, but then he has a hissy fit when she doesn't worship the ground he walks on. That poor girl just can't win…

"You act all tough, and ya know what, I don't give a damn; I stick around anyway! But oh no when you get bored or upset and kick me out it's always you who goes and looks for me when you get lonely! Pretend you don't care all you want I still won't believe you…go ahead and hit me, it's your version of caring…your emotions are just too wacked out to behave properly. And ya know what I don't care. Ya wanna know why puddin'? I'll tell ya…cause there's still a tiny little part of you that's *gasp* human and that part of you won't let you kill me. So go ahead and be mean, see if I care."

I was actually quite speechless at Harley's little outburst…damn she seems rather upset. What's really amusing isn't that no matter how hard she tries they can't have a quiet conversation…ever, or even that the whole common room stopped to listen to the conversation, no what I find amusing, is the look of pure terror that was temporarily on that horrid clowns face. Oh it was priceless and I think I just might seduce another naïve guard into getting me a photograph of it from the security cameras...hah that'll show him for hurting my poor babies last month.

"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU AFTER ALL THE SHIT I'VE PUT UP WITH OVER THE YEARS! DO YOU EVEN…"

Whatever the clown was going to say was cut short when a guard approached the 'quarreling couple' and had the audacity to interrupt their 'discussion'. Poor guy, he must be new and have a death wish. No one, and I mean no one gets between these two when they argue; even I wait until after Harley is a pile a tears, before I step in. Due to the fact that the whole common room was watching, I wasn't all that surprised to see the shocked and terrified looks on many of the inmates' faces; and to be quite frank, this is one of those rare times, where I have to agree with them. Harley and the Joker both looked absolutely furious; this idiot was already dead as far as they were concerned.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT? CAN'T YA SEE WE'RE TALKIN' HERE?" Harley screeched.

As if that wasn't bad enough the guy, while shaking in terror spoke! The audacity of this fool wasn't courageous, it was stupid. He muttered something about Harley needing to go to therapy. The looks of anger on the clown 'couple' *shudder* (I hate that word) was absolutely terrifying, I really hope the look on that bastard's face isn't the same face shown to her when she "messes up", it's absolutely terrifying. That idiotic man; no wait, boy based his lack of intelligence tried to grab Harley's arm and take her by force to therapy…big mistake! The whole entire room (minus Harley and the Joker) gasped at the exact same time, prepare to die kid!

He didn't even have time to flinch as Harley slammed the boy with a body mass twice her size into the wall with such force his head caved in. Then she started laughing hysterically and her crazed clown joined in with her. Their earlier spat was temporarily forgotten, while the Joker spun Harley in a circle, while continuing to laugh hysterically. I will never understand that relationship...ever.

Another group of guards came this time and waited patiently for the Joker and Harley to be done, before saying she had to go. The look of fear as they stared at the little girlish killer who just killed one of their possible friends was rather amusing I suppose. She looked at that sadistic clown, and with a nod of his approval skipped out of the room after them.

I couldn't resist commenting "Harley you do know you're insane right?"

Her reply surrounded by laughter was "Cert-a-fiable Red, certifiable." She winked and skipped out of the room.


"What the hell was that guy thinking? Harley is mine damn-it, mine! How dare he touch her? Only I can touch her!" I muttered to myself.

Focus and breathe the situation's taken care of now; well partially, she's still going to pay for that comment she made. Hah she'll regret standing up to me then, the audacity she had to do that, makes no sense at all. But I suppose the quickness of which my little clown killed that bastard was amusing and just a little shocking…I've trained her well. At that thought, I couldn't help but create a grander smile than the one normally on my face.

Well today could've gone better I suppose, but it could've been worse as well. If that bastard didn't come and touch her, I would've beaten the shit out of her quite frankly. Which no matter how fun that sounds, I'm going to need her to help me get the Bat this time. I've finally perfected what I'll do, unless that idiot screws this up, everything will go according to plan and Batman and his little family will die…or at least be in a lot of pain; I haven't decided which yet. Besides, a happy Harley listens far better than an angry or upset Harley…although it is kind of hot when she freaks out, if only it was at someone else…then I wouldn't be so insulted. Hah…who am I kidding, if Harley freaked out like that against someone else I'd kill them. I'm just not sure if it's because I'd be jealous *shutter* she cared about someone else instead of worshipping at my feet or if it's because I would actually feel bad. Shake off these confusing, and rather depressing thought…you have work to do.


Well…that seemed better in my head. Please feel free to drop a comment, critique or idea. It'll be appreciated. Thanks for reading! I have a better idea of what I'm going to do now….so hopefully it makes sense outside of my head tee-he. Oh and just in case you didn't figure it out the stuff in *italics & stars* is actions...I'm just to lazy to start & stop dialog. Should I start telling who the character's point of view I'm using, or let you guess?

Oh yeah…I don't own Batman or anyone in his glorious little world of crazy.