Shock Therapy

6:28 PM

Harley stepped outside to the backyard, it was her turn to take out the trash. "Hey there..." Harley heard someone call out to her from across the fence, that little bitch with the red hair was back.

"Get lost red..." Harley's suggestion was a decent one, this women Peter was apparently shacked up with, she seemed dangerous.

"Wait, I just wanna talk, please." Mary Jane was so pretty, so so pretty, beat Peter use to drool over her in class. "I just wanna say that-that ah...I'm sorry if I, made you angry...I-I shouldn't of called your husband handsome...I just didn't know you were a couple so..." M.J could tell her words were sticking, maybe just a little bit. "...I think your really beautiful...and if, you and Peter are really married I think it's sweet..." M.J gulped as the strange lady jumped the fence, heading towards her. "I-I just thought you should know I'm really sorry..." M.J had no where to run, Harley was right in front of her by this point.

"Do you have some kind of crush on Peter little girl?" Harley asked backing the redhead into a corner. M.J looked nervous, she refused to look Quinn in the eyes. "...do you?" Harley didn't like repeating herself, Mary Jane searched for an escape route, she was convinced she was about to be murdered. "ANSWER ME!" Harley graved the girl by the fabric of her shirt, holding her against a tree.

"No-no mam I don't I swear-I swear to God..." M.J whimpered, tears in her eyes. "...please don't hurt me..." M.J was shaking, just like the way she was shaking when in the hands of The Joker.

"Hurt you...I should kill you...I don't like little girls who lie to me..." Harley said, trying to scare the poor girl, all in good fun of course.

"I don't like grown women who bully little girls..." M.J replied, eyes widened, she couldn't believe she just said that.

"Bullying...who's bullying you I'm not bullying you?" Harley was bullying her like crazy.

"...Okay, just relax okay, I am so sorry, I swear to God I don't like him like that-I swear-I swear...I'm so sorry I didn't mean to call him handsome or anything it just slipped out, I didn't mean it, I didn't..." M.J flinched as Harley raised her fist into the air.

"So you're saying my Peter's not handsome!" Harley was ready to fight.

"HE IS I SWEAR I FUCKING SWEAR!" M.J squealed, holding her arms to her face.

Harley's face turned to a smile, "...Come here you..." Harley wrapped her arms around M.J's much smaller body. "Oh it's okay sweetie I forgive you..." Harley pinched the little cuties cheeks. "But you ever call my Puddin handsome again I'll strangle you until your hair goes blue." Harley promised M.J, she promised her with her hand gently wrapped around M.J's throat, kissing the top of the shy girl's nose.

"Yes mam..." M.J watched this mysterious lady disappear back to the Parker house, she was amazing just as much as she was disturbing, who was she, where did she come from; "Well I hope Tiger hit the jackpot..." M.J said to herself, climbing the stairs to her backdoor; Harley Quinn, what a woman she was, what a beautiful woman, what a terrifying woman.

Meanwhile

Gotham

Arkham Asylum

The Joker laid in his cell, looking at his Spidey drawings plastered every which way, "What does that bug have that I don't?" Joker asked himself, a sad sad clown. "Oh he can climb a few walls, so what, I gave her everything...and this is how she repays me..." Joker heard the lock on his door start to turn, it looks like he had a visitor.

The Batman had come to visit, "Hello Joker." Bats said closing the door behind him.

"Batman?" The Joker leaned up, stars in his eyes. "What brings you to my neck of the woods?" He asked, his long messy hair covering his face.

"Harley...I'm sure you know the news by now." Bats was enjoying this a little bit, seeing Joker frustrated, having his whole world crumbling down around him, Bruce was loving it. "What is she up to Joker?" Bats and Joker had the same thought.

"God knows Bats...the girl is in love, WITH A BOY!" Joker couldn't understand this girls fascination with this child, what made him so special. "I don't get it Bats...was I really so bad to her?" Joker asked crossing his arms, big frown.

"Maybe she's finally realized what you are." Bats circled the clown, like a shark smelling blood in the water.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, that's stupid...she's probably having her time of the month or something you'll see HAHAHAHA!" The Joker's laughter did not do much to improve Bruce's mood. Graving the clown by the throat, Bats threw him against a wall.

"If You Know What Quinn Is Up To You Better Tell Right Now!" Bats squeezed down on the clown's neck, oh how badly he wanted to kill him.

"Bats I swear I have know idea with that girl anymore...truth be told I do miss her, she may be a pain in the ass most of the time but...she was quite acrobatic, if you know what I mean HAHAHAHAHA!" Joker had a hard time breathing, his feet were dangling off the ground, could it be, Batman finally gives The Joker everything he ever wanted. "That's it Batman...squeeze a little harder, come on, where is that hulking strength?" Joker's smug look set Bruce off, squeezing as hard as he could.

"Batman for God sake stop!" Gordon, swung open the cell door. The Commissionaire voice was enough to bring Bruce back to his senses, all these years of The Batman and The Joker fighting one another, maybe it was all starting to make Bruce crack, either way Joker was a happy man. "If he knew anything he would have talked by now, you know his games better than anyone." Gordon said as the clown fell to the floor, let go from Batman's clutches.

"The boy is in danger Jim, why can't he wake and see that." Bats stormed out of The Joker's cell.

"What are you talking about?" Gordon asked, by that time the bat was long gone.

"BETTER HURRY BATS, THAT HARLEY IS A REAL MANIAC HAHAHA, wouldn't want Pete to end up like that Jason kid HA, oh that poor Harley, she's like gravity you know, ALL IT TAKES IS A LITTLE PUSH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The Joker was loving every moment of this.

7:46 PM

"Do you still blame yourself for your Uncle's death?" Harley asked, sitting on top of Peter like a crazy cowgirl, it had been awhile since she practice psychiatry, but she figured she'd give it a try; Peter didn't wanna do it, but after literally putting a gun to his head how could he say no. He laid on his bed, hands resting under his head, thinking back to that night, again. "...It was my fault Harley...I could have stopped that guy but I..." Peter felt like he was being forced to tell this story.

"You could have stopped him but you didn't I know-I know sweetness...but you know I'd say with all the people you've saved that more than makes up for old Ben." Harley tried to be supportive, but of course her comments only made Peter feel worse.

"What so...you think saving one person unkills another, WOW!" Peter shoved a pillow into his face.

"Okay goodness don't get all teenagery with me, its not my fault you have a gilt complex, you know what your real problem is Puddin...you have a lot of demons inside you but you're afraid to let them out, you have a lot of aggression and hatred but you deflect it all with cheesy comedy...I could tell from the moment I first saw you, the way you move, the way your shoulders are always so stiff, the way you always clench your fists when things get intense...you wanna lash out at someone but you're too scared to because you're afraid of what Uncle Ben and Aunt May would think, especially Uncle Ben...and I don't think this rage started when old Ben died, no, no this started long before Spider-Man was a thing...like always I believe your problem has something to do with your parents...abandonment is a bitch isn't it." Harley started unzipping Peter's jeans.

"Wha-ah-what are you doing?" Peter asked pushing Harley off of him.

"Well, good sex is a good remedy for your situation...and trust me I can give you some, good, sex...oh come on, let me show you around I know some tight places..." Harley's seduction tactics were certainly as effective as always, but Peter wasn't having any of it right now. "You know you little shit I have needs too." Harley was getting frustrated with her husbands constant avoidance of their sex life, like she said, she needed some love too.

"I'm sorry Harley, I-I gotta..." Peter tried to escape, but Harley had him right were she wanted him. Holding him to the bed, she slowing began to undress herself, feeling the boy's pants getting tighter and tighter by the second.

"Just relax Puddin, if your a good boy...maybe, I'll let you take a trip up the gas main..." Harley joked resting her boy's hands on her hips.

"EW!" Peter didn't have much to say after Harley stuck her tongue down his throat.

"Come on Puddin lets relieve that stress!" Harley proclaimed.

"NO God..." Peter again pulled her off him. "Look can't we do something less...intense?" Peter asked sitting on the corner of his bed, pants down to his ankles.

Harley liked that idea, she liked it a lot. "Something less intense...hmm..." Harley rubbed her chin, kneeling in front of Peter's legs. "I KNOW!" Harley screamed excitedly, smiling like an innocent, she slowly bent her head down to Peter's special area, and proceeded to give him a sensation you could say he had never felt before.

"HOLY SHIT!"

To Be Continued

Next chapter, it's the sound of Sirens. ;)