Chapter 11:

"Joker, I can't hold them off anymore," one of his loyal thugs yelled as Joker lay at the floor trying to comprehend after the bomb explosion. A sharp piece shard stuck out the dying thug, but he didn't seem to notice with death consuming him. Instead he rumbled on how the recent crew Joker had added on had betrayed them. Another drug lord wanted to eliminate the competition.

"I get the point," the joker laughed as he kicked the metal piece further in his heart and grabbed the gun from his hands.

Before the Joker could shoot, five of his traitors tumble and rolled toward the Joker tied up in big red bows. Lowering his gun, I walked out into the lit room holding my handgun at them.

"Like the presents Mr. J," I called out. With a smiled at my stun Joker and I ran to hug him. Again I felt the Joker tense, but this time it didn't feel like a coil ready to snap. Instead he gently peeled me off of him and I said, "Baby cakes, are you alright? Were you injured?"

"I'm quite grand sweetheart. Maybe just blown away by your new looks." He kicked one of the betraying thugs unconscious, "So who do we have today? Harleen or Harley?"

Doing a few cart wheels into a back flips to the Joker; I stood beside him, "The new, improved Harley, Harelquin." Kissing his kissable cheek I whispered, "And she's never leaving you alone again."

The Joker piercing blue eyes shot up at my calculating, before a relaxing smile claimed his face. "Harley, you're always welcome here. Come here." I squealed in joy as I got my first hug from my love. He whispered, "It's so hard to find loyalty in this world. But I know you never betray me."

I shook my head, "Mr. J I die before I betray you."

The Joker smiled, "I know," he poked my nose, "and that's one thing I love about you."

And that's where our duo team begun and we created a world to enjoy my Joker's jokes.