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STORY TIME

JINX POV

"JIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINX"

Fuck. Vi had woken up. I had enough on my plate right noAWRGHGR FUCK. Speaking of plates I spat out the front of my tongue onto the plate Queen Bitch was keeping all her utensils on. Those knifes HAD given me pause before she pulled out the Taser. Apparently watching me squirm was a much funnier thing for her, especially when it had been upgraded by Jayce to do roughly 5 times more damage to the human body than a normal Taser. Bitch didn't even know what torture was, and the thought of escaping so I could teach her was oh so lovely.

I digress. Back to the violent electrocutions I guess. "soooooo, Cupcake"

"Don't you dare call me th-"

"Hit a sore point did I?"

"You don't have the r-"

"AWWW, is iddy widdy bitty widdle shewiff angwy that I got her and you did-"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHAR" Fuck. If she was cutting me up or something at least I could have controlled the urges to scream. Eheh. Urges to scream. Get it? I crack me up.

"No, I am simply above such childish remarks"

"oooh, Ice Queen much?"

"Hmph"

The Sherriff put her Taser back in its holster. Such a sorry excuse for an electricity focused weapon.

"Does it even have a name?"

"What"

"That pitiful excuse for a gun, the thing that's crying out for the kind of awesome help only numerous murder-y attachments can provide, something that only I ca-"

"Shut up, I do not partake in such frivolous wastes of time"

I smiled at that. Time for some digs mane. "That outfit Jayce was in seemed pretty frivolous to me"

She went bright red at that. Ooooh, fun.

"My personal….bedroom affairs concern neither you or Vi"

I couldn't help it, I wanted to see more of that blush.

"Well, does it count when you guys actually fuck?"

There you go. Better than I expected. She went not only bright red, but covered a gasp and even jumped a little. I MIGHT have focused on something that jiggled during that jump but hey, a girl can look.

"SHE TOLD YOU" She shrieked, voice cracking in the intensity of her scream.

Oh.

My.

God.

This was a gold mine. This was a beautiful (and totally mouth-watering) gold mine.

"Hate to be the one to tell you Hatlady, but I was totally joking"

I didn't know a reaction could get better than last time. Her ears went bright red. HER EARS. I was suddenly struck by the knowledge that I totally understood why Vi had such an attraction to the Hatlady. Don't get me wrong, she was a bitch. But she was a cutsie little bitch. And she had a killer rack.

She straightened her jacket down and in an attempt to calm herself, started very obviously counting down from ten. Don't even think about it Sherriff.

"So when's the last time you guys…ehehe, did it?"

"It was a si-"

"Don't lie to me, not even someone as uptight as you couldn't notice how fine that ass truly is"

Despite herself, Caitlyn did pinken slightly at that, sighing in contentment from the influx of pleasant images rushing through her head currently. Then she caught herself and went fully red for the third time in as many minutes. This was SO MUCH FUN!

"As I said, it was a single time, we were both intoxicated"

"SO IT WAS A CLUB FUCKING"

"SHUT UP"

"One of the first times I've heard you shout Hatlady"

She was finally losing her cool. Soooo clooooose.

She sighed, putting fingers to her temples and attempting to massage the annoyance out of her head. Didn't even come close to working but you know.

"We were both intoxicated and as you said, clubbing"

"I KNEW I-"

"QUIET"

I pouted. She was so boring sometimes.

"I had been sick of the night and the bright lights and in my intoxicated state demanded an escort home"

"oooh"

She just sighed through my interruption and continued talking. "On the way back she was rather…frisky"

My girl was a fiery one when drunk. Excellent.

"I found myself having difficulty gaining entrance into my home due to my parent's strict policy on liquor"

"Your parents have pol-"

"And snuck into her house with the intention of finding a place to sleep" She seemed almost pained to say the rest, so I did it for her. There's no I in team is there? (There is an I however, in murderous intentions…just sayin)

"THEN YOU HORIZONTALLY TANGOE-"

"HER PREVIOUS…ministrations had left me…not in the right state of mind" Shouting to beat me? Tsk tsk sheriff. Too easy.

"SHE GOT YOU HORNY JUST B-"

"QUIET FOR FUCKS SAKE"

There you go. Just a little push was all that was left. Until what happened, didn't really know. But it was going to be good.

"We both ended up sleeping on the couch and…one thing lead to another"

"Sleeping on the couch?"

The inflection brought a thoroughly unwanted shiver down the Sheriffs spine.

"Look, it was a mistake we both regretted and neither of u-"

"Damn you are a BITCH"

Im sorry. I am sorry plan. I am sorry Vi. She had it coming. Seriously, "We both regretted" like fuck you. Anyway.

The bluette quickly flipped her mood, seeming to go from flustered to murderously angry in seconds. Fun. She'd probably be great in b-

Time to focus on dodging the large knife she was holding actually. No fantasies at this moment thank you.

The Sherriff screamed in rage, thrusting her knife at me over and over. However her rage fuelled movements were predictable and I was a master at this shit. One particularly badly timed thrust turned into her cutting my right arms restraints and she grimaced in disappointment. Still didn't know how royally fucked she was however. RUUUDE.

Just a couple more strikes and my upper body was completely freed, these restraints were terrible for someone so obsessed with bondage. Eheh. Jayce's gimp suit popped into my head at the thought of bondage. Hatlady had some kinks. Anyway, I wasn't getting murdered because I was too busy thinking of Jayce in a gimp suit so….time to focus.

Where were we. Right. Caitlyn going ham with a knife (no sandwich pun intended….ok maybe a little) on me. Luckily I didn't really have to concentrate on anything with my brain, because there was always a few more voices to help focus on the situation at hand. Like Bert! Bert was always responsible. Sometimes I see Ber-(Can we focus on not getting stabbed now Jinxie? Getting real tired babe).

"Fiiiiiine, ya spoil sport"

Hatlady look confused but the knife in her hand continued to attempt to gut me so maybe she had voices too and they hel- (FOCUS ON THE SITUATION). Ok. I might have that coming. Possibly. Anyway.

A particularly close cut was flicked out of the way with a well-placed parry and the knife went flying towards a wall. Excellent. Hatlady seemed to realise losing her temper wasn't the best idea, as the look on her face was priceless. Some mix of "OMG plz no hurt me" and "I done fucked up" as it should be. (Thanks Bert!) (Your welcome sweetie, now kick some ass). Ok. Now for the lower body. Eheh. Lower bod-(That joke is getting old)

"WHAT THE FUCK EVER BERT"

Caitlyn was stunned into silence at that. She continued her sneak towards the knife however, stupid people. Just because I was crazy didn't mean I was stupid or unobservant. I heaved a sigh as I got to work on my lower restraints; catching sight of this propelled the Sheriff into motion. However I was used to getting out of tight situations (GET IT!?) and quickly was diving towards the Sheriff, her triumphant shout dying on her lips. A Taser didn't feel like much when someone so crazy she actually had scored sane on the test (pure luck, I'm pretty good at that shit) was diving at her with what could only be called murderous joy twinkling in her eye. The thought preoccupied her a little too much and she was out cold before the Sheriff could blink, Taser falling out of lifeless fingers.

"Didn't I tell you I was crazy? Got a doctors not and everyfin, swearsies"

She didn't even blink. Humour was dying I swear. Anyway. Should I leave her where she was, or tie her up Fishbones? Wait. Fuck. He was in the armoury. I sighed. I guess I should go get the big crazy one first. Le sigh. Not before I've had just a little fun. Just a little.

NO POV

Clapping her hands as she left the torture room Jinx headed off to the cells. Leaving behind an unconscious Sheriff who was not only tied up, but decidedly naked and very obviously…ready. If you know what I mean.

"Lalalalala, Just a little bit of ANARCHY!"

So yeah, this was a big chapter (plot wise) and will probably spell the end of the main conflicts in this story. Hold on tight. Fluff incoming.

BTW, I'm going to be doing one of three fics after this one. Either a Kim and Shego one (Kigo op) BECAUSE SHEGO IS SO AWESOME or

A Poison ivy/Harley Quinn one because crazy is always good or

Anko and Hinata (odd pairing I know, but I have ideas) so yeah.

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