Watching Them Fall

A/N: Time of Story: Soon after Harley jumps into the chemicals. This is just my take on her first murders.

So I murder love in the night,

Watching them fall one by one they fight,

Do you think you'll

Love me too?

The night club was vacant except for four people. Two of the people, a couple, sat with their hands and mouths bound by duct tape, terrified, in front of the Joker. The Joker sat in front of them, his golden pistol in hand. Harley Quinn impatiently leaned against the pool table behind the Joker while she watched him and the horrified couple. It was obvious that the couple had been beaten. They were both bloody and bruised. The woman was silently crying.

"Now, I'm going to ask you one more time," the Joker said to the man. "And if you say something I don't like," he waved his pistol in the direction of the woman. "She dies. Did you take the money?"

The Joker walked over to the man, who shied away from the Joker. The Joker ripped the duct tape from the man's mouth. The beaten man loudly breathed through his mouth. The Joker shot at the wall just above the man's head, causing both of the hostages to jump.

"I don't have all day!" the Joker yelled, impatiently.

"I-I took the money," the man said breathlessly.

The Joker hit the man across the face with his pistol. The woman cried out.

"So where is it?!" the Joker asked the man.

The man coughed blood. He swallowed, "I don't know."

The Joker raised his arm for another lashing, but the man quickly added,

"But the guy said he worked for Wayne Industries."

"Is that it?"

The man swallowed again. "W-what?"

"Do you have any more information?!"

"Um, well, no," the man said nervously.

The Joker opened his mouth, but something clattered behind him. He spun around. Harley had accidentally knocked over the poles resting on the pool table. He glared at her as she tried to fix them. They clattered to the floor again. He walked over to her and grabbed her by the arm. He pulled her aside.

"What are you doing?! I told you that you could only watch if you didn't interrupt!"

"Puddin', I'm sorry, it's just…" her voice trailed off.

"Just what?!" the Joker asked. He was still furious that she had interrupted him.

"Well, this is kinda boring," she whined.

"Boring?!"

Harley nodded.

The Joker had an idea. He looked over at the bound couple.

"Kill them," he ordered Harley.

"But, Puddin', they told you all they knew! They – "

"Are you deaf?! I said kill them!" the Joker held out his pistol for Harley to take.

Harley looked at it hesitantly and bit her lip. She had never killed anyone before. She had watched her Puddin' kill people, and she had hit a few people, like this couple, for instance, but she had never killed anybody before.

"If I do this, can we do something fun?" she asked the Joker.

"Whatever you want," the Joker promised.

Harley beamed. She grabbed the Joker's pistol, walked over to the couple, shot them both in the head, and walked over to her Puddin', holding out his pistol for him to take.

"Can we go eat dinner at a fancy restaurant?" she asked. "I stole this dress that I think you'll absolutely love!"

The Joker stared at Harley in disbelief for half a moment, and then took back his pistol. He pulled her close and kissed her.

"Puddin!" Harley exclaimed in happy surprise when they pulled apart. "What was that for?"

He gave her a smile, "Now where's this restaurant you were talking about?"

Harley grinned. This was going to be the best night ever.