A/N: YOU GUUYSSSSS I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. My computer is a piece of poop, but I got a new one so updates should be more frequent! Thanks for all the love, I hope you enjoy!

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Lolita
Chapter 7: Tattoos


"I'm your Lolita, La Femme Nikita,
When we're together, you'll love me forever
You're my possession, I'm your obsession
Don't tell me never, you'll love me forever,"
-The Veronicas, Lolita


Songs:

The Veronicas-Lolita [song of the chapter]

Bei Major feat. Waka Flocka Flame-Lights Down Low [mentioned]


The buzz of the tattoo gun was all that could be heard besides the heavy breathing of The Joker.

Lolita held the gun steady, her hand on her Daddy's bicep as she added another HAHA to his arm. He idly traced her thigh with one hand, fingering the hem of her shorts and her own tattoos. On the top of her left thigh was a set of cards: the Joker, the Queen of Hearts, and the Queen of Diamonds, next to the set of flying Peter Pan characters. She had a pink bow on the side of her hip, with several hearts all over her body, along with the words 'Daddy', 'Puddin', and 'Harley' as well as 'HQ'. The cat Marie from Aristocats was just above her hip bone, white and pink. A white, blue, purple and pink feather was on the other side of her hip bone. The cheshire cat smile was on her arm, similar to his. A picture of baby Dumbo was on the outside of her right thigh, next to the words 'Ladies don't start fights, but we can finish them.' 'Tale as old as time' was below that, next to the magical rose encased in glass. 'Fairest of them all' was below that, next to the mirror. The pumpkin carriage was on the right side of her midriff, the words 'We're all mad here' next to the 'drink me' bottle and 'eat me' cookie on her left. Stitch was on her right thigh, next to the word 'Ohana'.

Straying from the Disney theme, she had the outline of a cat's face on her left wrist. 'Bad girl' was written in jagged letters on the back of her left shoulder, with 'Good girl' written in cursive on the right. On the back of her left hip was half of the bat symbol, the other half blending into HAHA's in the shape of the bat wing. She had a mandala in between her shoulders. She had 'Daddy's Little Girl' right above her pelvis, with a HQ+J+L inside a heart over her left breast. She had a set of HAHA's over her left rib cage, with rows of black and red diamonds on the right. And there were of course her face tattoos. Overall, she'd accustomed more tattoos than both he and Harley probably combined. Unlike Harley's stick and poke tattoos, Lolita's were professionally done, having not spent nearly as much time in Arkham, or prison in general.

"All done, Daddy!" she said cheerfully as she wiped blood off his forearm.

"Thank you, baby," he murmured, returning her kiss. She beamed and kissed him once more before slapping his leg playfully.

"My turn!" she told him, handing him the gun.


Lolita frowned as she and Harley followed Rick leisurely.

"How is Daddy gonna get us out, Harls?" The woman glanced down at her with a frown.

"Why're you doubtin' Puddin'?" she asked suspiciously. "Has he ever let us down before?"

"Daddy can do a lot of things," Lolita said slowly. "But we ain't ever been in this much shit before, Harls."

"And he can get us outta this too," Harley sneered. "Jeez, Lo. You actin' like you don't even wanna see him."

"'Course I do," Lolita stopped walking, turning to face Harley. "But I'm tryna be realistic here."

"It's Puddin'!" Harley cried. "He can do anything!"

"He ain't God!" Lolita said heatedly. Harley reared back as if she'd been slapped. "He don't need to be," she snapped back.

"Aye," Deadshot approached them. "What's the hold up?"

"Mind your own beeswax, bitch," Lolita hissed as she passed him, slamming her shoulder into his. Harley growled after her and did the same thing, stomping her feet. Deadshot sighed and rolled his head, turning to walk with El Diablo.

"The Joker's a lucky guy," he told him as Harley and Lolita shouted at each other, on each side of Flag. "But I'm glad I'm not the one puttin' up with their attitudes."

"No kidding," Captain Boomerang snorted as he passed them. "The little un's a brat, dunno why he puts up with her."

"She's a kid," El Diablo said defensively.

"Gotta admit," Deadshot said to both men. "The whole 'Daddy' thing is a bit messed up. I get the occasional name calling in bed, but I don't think I've ever heard her call him anything but that."

"He takes care of her," El Diablo shrugged. "She's messed up in the head, you know that."


She hadn't said a word. The pretty woman-Harley-and the scary man-Mistah J-had promised her she was safe, but she didn't really know what that meant. Did she even know how to talk? She wasn't sure. She supposed she could give it a shot.

She opened her mouth, wide and puckered, unsure how to go about it. She watched from her spot on the fuzzy rug, surrounded by toys, as the Joker paced back and forth on the phone, snarling into the device. What was the last thing she had said? Maybe it would help to remember a common word.

One word came to mind. Daddy. That's what she called the mean man, wasn't it? But he was mean to her. He didn't deserve a name. A Daddy was supposed to love her.

"Da-ddy," she rasped, choking slightly. She'd been in the vat of acid for so long, it'd all but fried her brain, not to mention skin, hair, vocal cords, eyes et cetera. It took a week or so with around the clock care for her to return to somewhat normal.

The Joker had turned, shocked, when she had spoken. She glanced up at him now with a confused frown. She looked like a frustrated child that knew what they wanted but didn't know how to say it.

He knelt by her, phone call forgotten. She pointed at him. "Da-ddy?" she asked again. He chuckled suddenly, cackling.

"Yeah, doll," he muttered, pulling her into his lap. "I'll be your daddy."


Lolita hung back, a bit a ways away from Harley, as the men approached the building. She swung her bat impatiently, hating it when she argued with Harley. She also hated waiting.

She started forward determined, dodging Rick's attempt to grab her around the waist. She smashed her bat into the glass, walking straight in. Deadshot was right behind her, gun braced against his shoulder.

"Lolita," Rick hissed, catching up to them. "You follow my lead, understand me?"

"You're my friend, Rick, not my Daddy," she snarled back, still pissed from her argument with Harley. Rick grimaced at her words, but placed himself in front of her protectively.

Harley reached out and grabbed Lolita's jacket, pulling her towards the elevator. Lolita narrowed her eyes but didn't argue, hoping to kiss and make up.

The Squad started when they heard a ding, everyone turning to the source.

"God damnit," Deadshot shook his head, whisper shouting, "Harley! Lolita!"

"They're gone," Rick growled as Harley waved and Lolita blew a kiss. "Go, go!"

Lolita turned to Harley, standing at the opposite end of the elevator. They stared at each other for a few seconds before speaking at the same time.

"I'm sorr-"

"I'm so-"

They giggled and paused, before Harley outstretched her arms for a hug, silently forgiving her. Lolita beamed and moved to embrace her, shrieking when one of those monsters swung into the elevator from the shaft.

It went for Harley first, dodging her attempt to punch it. Harley pulled out her gun, shooting it in the head. She glared with a pout at the alien being, turning to Lolita.

"Is my hair okay?" she asked self consciously. Lolita narrowed her eyes and tightened her lover's pigtails, placing a loving kiss on her lips.

"Perfect," she told her. Harley sighed blissfully and draped her arms over Lolita's shoulders, giving her a deep kiss. Lolita returned it, sliding her hands under Harley's jacket.

The glass shattered, something shoving in between them as it punched Harley straight across the face.

"Oh, come on!" Lolita said shrilly, annoyed as Harley returned the punch. "Can't a girl just kiss her girlfriend? Jeez."

The thing went after her next, making her jump onto its shoulders as she slammed her balled up fists on top of its head. The thing dropped down, putting her within reaching distance of her bat. She slammed it into its neck, then cranium, sighing as she blew away the hair framing her face. Harley's phone buzzed, making her pull it out.

I am close. Be ready.
-J

Harley preened and shared a look with Lolita as the doors slid open, met by the Squad.

"Hey guys!" Harley waved, happy that she'd made up with Lolita, and the good news that their Puddin' was on his way to get them. She stepped over the fallen body of one of the alien's and out of the elevator.

"I know you weren't pointing that gun at me, Richard," Lolita glared at the Colonel as she stepped out of the elevator.

"My name's not Richard," he muttered, swinging his gun onto his shoulder, following her.

"Come on, guys!" Harley said to Katana and Killer Croc as Flag and Lolita passed her. "Let's go!"


"Take it slow, put it down on me. I said jump on it, ride like a pony. Lights down low, time to get naughty. Lights down low, t-t-time to get naughty," Lolita sung to herself under her breath along with the song as she grinded against the pole. She was in one of The Joker's personal booths, standing in front of her Daddy.

He gripped his cane tightly, jaw taut as he followed her sensual moves. Frost stood at the entrance to the booth, staring straight ahead, his eyes focused on something behind Lolita.

Harley liked to dance outside, scare the customers and staff, but Lolita generally liked dancing for her Daddy. The Joker was more possessive of Lolita than Harley; she was his princess, his little girl. He rarely let anyone else watch her dance.

"Your eleven o'clock is here, sir," Frost told him quietly, not wanting to disrupt Lolita's dancing.

"Send him in," The Joker said, keeping his eyes on Lolita. Frost left to lead the man in.

"Keep dancing, baby," The Joker told her. Lolita looked up and flashed him a breathless smile, "Okay, Daddy."

A short, sweaty white man was lead in. He didn't offer his hand to The Joker, like most; his eyes were on Lolita.

The young girl danced without a care, singing along with the music. Frost leaned in and whispered in his ear threateningly, "Eyes and hands to yourself." The man gulped and directed his gaze to The Joker, who looked amused and not at all threatened.

"Take a seat!" the clown said jovially, gesturing to the other side of the booth. The man sat shakily, glancing at Lolita, who was directly in between them.

"She's a beauty, isn't she?" The Joker beamed, his look suddenly possessive as he shared a look with Lolita.

"Y-yes, Mr. Joker," the man stuttered. The blonde girl winked at him as she dropped to the floor, her fur coat wrapped around her body. She danced as they talked business, loving the way her Daddy sounded when he was threatening somebody. The man glanced helplessly at her through the several minutes he tried to manage a conversation with the Joker.

She stopped when she fell bored, not a fan of the next song. She fell into The Joker's lap with a giggle, reaching over his shoulder to the bowl of lollipops and gum. She unwrapped a heart shaped cherry lollipop and placed it over The Joker's lips as he talked, amusing herself like a child. He mimed biting into the candy, eliciting a giggle from the girl as she popped it into her mouth. She leaned her head on his shoulder as she straddled him, fingers sliding through his hair. He continued talking with the poor man who shuddered every time The Joker cackled.

The man finally left, surprisingly alive and not in a body bag. Lolita pouted as she peppered kisses along The Joker's jaw.

"You didn't kill him, Daddy. I like it when you hurt them."

The Joker cackled. "I figured you'd like him as a snack for later, princess. I know you don't like it when they look at you like that."

The young girl beamed. "I love you, Daddy!"


Reviews:

theoriginalsrizzlesouat1D: RICK AND LOLITA ARE TOTALLY BONDING THEY ARE MY BROTP OK I'M GLAD YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER THANKS FOR REVIEWING I LOVE THAT YOU HAVE TO GO BACK TO REVIEW IT HONESTLY CRACKS ME UP THANKS FOR THE CONSTANT LOVE MIGHT I SUGGEST REVIEWING AS A GUEST BECAUSE I THINK YOU CAN DO IT SEVERAL TIMES OKAY BYE

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ElMarSuperstar: Lolita's backstory is super important even though it's really sad, but it makes sense on why Lolita is so much more dependent on the Joker than Harley is. I absolutely love Rick and Joel Kinnaman so when you told me it was on I ran downstairs to record it, lol. And I HATED Slipknot, and literally his only purpose was to show the Squad what the chips could do, smh. I felt so bad for El Diablo so I liked to think Lolita would like to be his friend. The Purple Lamborghini is legendary and I can't wait to see Malice's cheek tattoo. Thanks for reviewing, I can't wait for more of your story!

lunersheza: Haha I love Rick so I made Lolita love him too :P I'm glad you love it! Thanks for reviewing!

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HarleyIsQueenx: Thank you! I hope you enjoyed the part of how Lolita ended up in ACE chemicals. I'm glad you thought their tattoos were cute and Joker Jr. ;) And Joker is on the way! I can't wait for you guys to see him ;D Thanks for reviewing! xx

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SayuKoishimoto: Thank you! And I love Rick, but I didn't hate Deadshot so I don't know why I'm writing as if I do. I guess Lolita isn't a fan of him lol. Harley and Lolita had some sweetie moments this chapter so I hope you enjoyed them! Harley is very protective of her Lo, as you'll see ;) Thanks for reviewing! xx

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ThatOneOncer: Haha, I'm glad you were excited :) I love your description of Lolita "a tiny wee ball of crazy" so I totally am going to use that later. And Lolita loves her some Rick (even though she makes him quite exasperated, I think he's gonna love her too ;) I hope you enjoyed this chapter! xx

bfireworks5: I love stuffed animals and when I saw Captain Boomerang's I was like she has to have it, lol. The Joker definitely cares to a certain extent. Lolita loves Harley, so putting her against Harley was hard. Thanks for reviewing!

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A/N: Probably a lot of problems I missed lol but it's been a long week. Love you guys! Leave a review!