For mariposa599
DISCLAIMER
For some silly reason, the criminals of Gotham felt the need to hold a yearly party in an old abandoned factory, several hundred miles outside of Gotham. The Joker found it incredibly boring, in fact, if the Bat didn't catch on and swoop in to stop them one of these days he would have to; the idea was just so mind-numbingly stupid. But in all fairness, he did get most of his henchmen from the event.
He'd started out at the poker table and he really had given it a good go, but his mind just kept wandering to all the fun things he could be doing instead. Harley, on the other hand, was having the time of her life. She was sitting on his lap and really doing quite well at the cards all on her own.
He glanced across the room and spotted Poison Ivy. So, she was back in town, eh? He needed to remember to taint her plants with something before too long.
"Full house!" Harley squealed, bouncing up and down. "That means I win, right?"
The other players groaned, throwing their cards down on the table. Harley stood to collect the pot but a large hand reached out and grabbed her wrist. "Hey!"
"You cheated." Marcus declared.
Joker stood, causing Harley to stumble a bit to get out of his way. "Are you insinuating she beat you by unfair means?" He asked.
Marcus stood. "That'd be what I said." He chuckled. "You're not nearly as quick as they paint ya'."
Joker smiled. "Shame on you, Harls. Cheatin this man out of his honest living."
"But, Puddin-" Harley began.
Joker cut her off. "Now, now, no need to deny it." He turned back to Marcus. "Bitches, am I right?"
"Leave 'em in the bedroom, I say."
A couple people screamed as Joker grabbed Marcus by the head, slamming it violently onto the table. As he fell to the floor, Joker grabbed his gun and shot him between the eyes.
Monster T, the moderator of the event, gauged the mood of the room before raising his voice loud enough to be heard. "Let's keep this sort of shit to a minimum, everyone!" He looked at Harley. "I apologize for that unfair treatment, Ms Quinn."
She huffed, sitting back down on the Joker as the help carried the dead man away. "Some people ain't got no class!"