WOW, It's been a while…Well, I'm going to see if my writer's block has ebbed…I hope it does…I like this story…I really don't know why I blanked out trying to write this chapter…Hm…Ah, well.

Igirlwholikesherstuff, I hope you enjoy this, and I know it's been bothering you that I haven't updated in a while…So, this one's for you. And, it's for Heather. Who's missing her friends from camp.

'Italics': Thoughts


It had been about a week since the Scarecrow had kidnapped Killjoy, as well as the double kisses she had received from both the Joker, and Scarecrow. It was the most awkward week of her life.

Joker wouldn't look at her. You'd think a kiss that he initiated would have been a cause for a long conversation between the two. Nope. Not even to the Clown Prince of Crime. She didn't matter to him. Well, that's what he told himself. He was too engrossed in his plans for the destruction of Gotham to care about some girl. He hadn't talked to her in a week. He had no need to. He had wanted to, yes. To welcome her back. But, he told himself that would put a small halt to his plans. If he left his office for anything other than to use the bathroom, or to get something to eat, it would make him lose track of things. And, God help the next guy that came in to check on him. The last one that did, Joker threw out the open window. He wasn't in the mood for distractions. Especially problems. He didn't have time for them.

"So, you're telling me this will work?" Said a shadowed figure.

"Of course it'll work. It was a small dose, so she will slowly notice things have changed. The toxin won't effect me however; now that I'm immune to it, thanks to Batman..." Scarecrow said from the back of his new white van.

"What about the Joker? He kissed her, too. Right after you did." The figure said.

"That may be true. He might have a little bit of the toxin in him. But he's as crazy as they come. He won't notice anything, and if he does, it'll be considered normal to him. She, on the other hand, has never experienced this stuff. Her new personality will either disappear completely from an override of her mind, or…" Scarecrow trailed off.

"Or…?" The other demanded.

"Or…It will cause her to cause so much destruction that her old personality will die off because of the insanity my toxin caused her...Leaving this new, unstable one to get herself killed…" Scarecrow finished. This seemed to anger the other person, because Scarecrow soon found himself acquainted with the wall of his van. Scarecrow's mask was ripped off, and the figure stared him in the eye.

"For your sake, that better not happen." The figure threatened. Scarecrow was taken aback, but nodded.

"I'll make sure of it. If she gets too out of hand, I have an antidote. She'll be as good as new."

"Good." Said the figure, dropping Scarecrow. As the figure walked away, Scarecrow said,

"Pleasure doing business with you, Salvatore." The figure, Salvatore, glanced back at Scarecrow from over his shoulder, and then got into his black Mercedes.

"You two, get in here, now." Said the Joker while looking up from his desk. Miss-E and Killjoy wandered in, looking at the offices they were standing in. Crumpled papers were all over the floor, making it hard to walk. On the walls were little messages written in red. There were mostly "Ha-ha" and "Why so serious" all over the place, but there were little faces made from two red outlines and an awkward smile. Joker cards lay on the desk where the Joker sat. A pencil sat cradled behind his ear, and his makeup was smeared. His jacket lay forgotten on the coat rack next to the desk, and Joker's sleeves were rolled up to his elbow. He looked up at the girls. They stood in front of the desk.

Killjoy stood with her hand on her hip, and her head was tilted with an eyebrow raised, waiting for instructions. Miss-E stood straight with her hands clasped in front of her. Every now and then she rocked on her heels, and then stood up onto her toes. She balanced like this for a minute or two, and then fell back onto her heels. This repeated for a few minutes.

"Ladies. We're going to go on a little….field trip." This grabbed Miss-E's attention and her face lit up. Killjoy stood straight and listened. "I need you both to use your expertise in accomplishing this." 'Expertise?' Killjoy thought in the back of her mind. The Joker stood, and took Miss-E's hands. "Miss-E, ah, my dear. I want you to, ah, grab the goods I need. Think you can do that?" Miss-E nodded, and Joker tapped her nose like a child. "Good." Joker turned to look at Killjoy. He let go of Miss-E's other hand, and took a hold of Killjoy's shoulders. "And, you, my sweet…I, ah, need you to neutralize any obstacles." His gloved hands drifted down her upper arms. This sent chills down Killjoy's spine. "I'll have D.J. set up the van and we'll leave tonight at eleven. Alright?" He said. Both girls nodded. "Dismissed." Miss-E spun on her heel, and skipped out.

Killjoy went to do the same, but the Joker only tightened his grip on her arms. Killjoy glanced at her boss with a raised eyebrow.

"Something else you need?" She asked, afraid of the answer. He seemed to think something over. Before she knew what was happening, she was sitting on the Joker's desk and he stood in between her legs.

"I do need something…" He said. He put his hands on his desk on either side of her, leaning forward. Before Killjoy's mind could keep up, the he was kissing her roughly. Pent up lust exploded out of the two, and killjoy wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked around the side of the desk, turning her. He climbed onto the desk, and on top of her. He continued to kiss her, biting down on her lip sharply. Killjoy gasped, opening her mouth and Joker took this invitation to begin exploring the inside of her mouth. 'What!? Again!?!? Are you out of our mind!?' Screamed Fenari.

Killjoy shoved Fenari to the back of their mind again, and just focused on what was going on. Her hands snaked up Joker's back, and she dug her nails in his back. The Joker ran on hand up her leg, and kept the other still, supporting him up. When the Joker pulled away for air, he looked down at the girl under him. Her makeup was smeared, and it was obvious that it was mixed with his. She was catching her breath, and her eyes were still shut. He leaned down again, his gloved hand sliding up the bare skin of her smooth stomach.

"Are you ready for this?" Asked Miss-E excitedly. Killjoy and Miss-E were kneeling on the roof of an explosives factory. They were on the edge of a sky light, looking down at the dark warehouse. Killjoy nodded, and picked the lock to the window. Miss-E threw down a thin rope, and anchored it to the window. She pulled it sharply to make sure it wouldn't break. Then, she clasped a clip from her waist to it, and then slid down into the factory. She looked around as she undid the clip and left it on the rope. She looked up and nodded. Killjoy did the same as Miss-E, and the pair looked down at a sheet of small paper. "So, we need to find this?" Miss-E asked in a hushed voice.

"I guess so…" Killjoy said, looking back up. They wandered down a hall off to their right, remembering the instructions the Joker gave them. Killjoy went to turn a corner, but saw two guards talking at their posts in front of a metal door. She pressed herself against the wall she stood at, and Miss-E kept skipping ahead. Killjoy rolled her eyes, and then grabbed the blonde's braid, tugging her back.

"He-!" Miss-E started. Killjoy clamped a hand on her mouth, and motioned with her other one to keep quiet. Miss-E nodded and stepped to the side.

"I'll handle them, and you get the stuff we need." Killjoy said. "Ready?" Miss-E's eyes widened, and a grin spread onto her face. Killjoy flashed her eyebrows, and cart-wheeled into the middle of the hallway. The guards stopped talking, and looked at her oddly for a minute, before one of them spoke to her.

"You're not supposed to be here, girly." He said to her. Killjoy shrugged and smirked. The guards went to grab at their guns. Killjoy quickly pulled several playing cards from a pocket on her belt. These weren't ordinary cards. The Joker had given them to her before she left. The edges of them were extremely sharp. They were all of the Queen of Diamonds. She threw them, and they hit one guard in the neck, chest, and forehead. The other guard froze. Then, Killjoy ran forward and did a few front handsprings, until she grabbed the other guard by the waist with her legs. Then she propelled the guard forward, and his head hit the ground. As Killjoy stood, her legs were still on either side of the now unconscious guard's body. "We're clear!" Killjoy said. Miss-E came out of hiding, and ran over.

"I told you that might come in handy one day…" Miss-E said to Killjoy. Killjoy smiled.

"Yeah, thanks for teaching me that." Miss-E knelt down, and grabbed a key card from the guard's belt. She opened the door, and saw little red beams going across the room. Her eyes lit up.

"Finally! I always wanted to do this!" She said. She took a running start, and flipped, twisted, turned, and dived into the center of the room. She looked at the small box on the platform in front of her. "It says… 'Highly Explosive Ammonium Permanganate…Do not store at temperatures above 140 degrees Fahrenheit.' Well, that sounds like what the Joker wanted…" She saw the back of Killjoy's head nod from her spot at the door, and then she picked it up gently. She turned to look at Killjoy. "….Uh-oh…" She said. Killjoy's head snapped up, and she spun on her heel.

"'Uh-oh'? What do you mean 'uh-oh'?!" Killjoy demanded.

"I don't think this was thought through…How am I getting back over to you without setting off the alarm…?" Killjoy deadpanned. She glanced at the small alarm system hooked up to the door next to her. She glanced down. Then, she spun, and let out a strong spin kick, breaking the alarm system. The beams shut off, and Miss-E shrugged.

"Not the way I would have done it…But effective…." She said, catching up to Killjoy. They didn't know it, but Killjoy set off a silent alarm. They ran and turned the corner, and several guards stood there, weapons raised. The girls' eyes widened. Killjoy and Miss-E looked at each other. Then they smiled. Miss-E held up the box and showed the guards. "You shoot us, and this explodes." The guards lowered their weapons slowly. "Then again…Killjoy, you do have a job to do…" Miss-E continued thoughtfully. Killjoy's eyes lit up.

"How right you are…" She took a fight stance, and Miss-E carefully threw the box straight up into the air. Killjoy quickly linked arms with Miss-E and Miss-E spun, allowing Killjoy to basically run across the chests of the guards, all the while knocking them to the ground. Miss-E stopped suddenly and threw Killjoy, whom caught the box. She flipped down to the ground, and threw it back to Miss-E, carefully. One guard popped out from a corner, and went to grab Miss-E. She saw this, and held the box up like a shield. The guard saw the box and its label. He jumped out of the way. She then ran carefully to the rope. She handed the box to Killjoy, and snapped the clip into place. She ascended as fast as she could, and then threw down another rope. Killjoy strapped the box to the rope, and Miss-E gently lifted it up to her.

The guard from before lunged at Killjoy, whom grabbed him by the shirt collar and threw him into a few boxes. She strapped herself in, and made a rapid climb to the sky light. The girls sat on the roof for a moment, laughing. "We did it!" Miss-E exclaimed. She held up a hand, and Killjoy high fived it. Sirens were soon heard. "Crap!" Miss-E screamed.

"Well, come on! We don't need to get caught by Batman on our first night…" Killjoy said, running and leaping off the roof to another building. Miss-E grabbed the box and followed after her.

"What a night…" She said before jumping after her friend, and now partner in crime.

WOOO!!!!! It is finally done!!! I'm so proud! This is officially one of my favorite chapters.

XOXO

~Killjoy