Harley x Joker Misconstrued Pandering When
By: I'm Not Wearing Any Pants
When it happens, the laughter will be long and boisterous.

HARLEY X JOKER MISCONSTRUED PANDERING WHEN

"Poison Oakey, Poison Oakey, you can tell Le Author Originale has only watched a handful of episodes and doesn't understand anything about Harley and Ivy's relationship when they get written talking and acting like this," Harley sang as she skipped along nowhere in particular. She was out wandering, like every character in fics like these who will continue to do so until the end of time. "How do we not have a single fic written from the perspective of Arkham yet, which is far more interesting and makes for good Batman based fics. What an entry level failure. Write some damn Arkham fic. And throw in a few Johnny Cranes and Jervy Tetches, ya coward."

She wandered until she came to a random nondescript house sitting in the middle of nowhere. She rang the doorbell. Fade to black. What happened? Who the fuck cares. Nothing of interest, obviously.

Then it was Ivy's birthday party and no one else but Harley showed up to it. Depressing. Harley stuffed her face with chocolate cake because it was part of her fetish and then she shoved the gift box across the table to Ivy.

"Check out what I gotcha, Re...uh...Oakey. You're gonna love it."

"I swear to God, if I open this and a Joker-in-the-box pops out and gasses me, Harley, I'm gonna," Ivy began but didn't finish.

"HAPPY BIRFDAY!" Harley yelled as Ivy opened it and was hit in the face with a pair of tits-in-the-box. "I had 'em custom made." She jiggled her chest at Ivy while giggling.

"Gosh, thanks Harley," Ivy said with her face still stuck in the giant fake breasts. "You're the best Gal Pal I ever had."

Somewhere, the Joker's domestic abuse revenge boner got extra hard for a minute or two, and then he went back to masturbating over a photo of Batman while the Penguin and the Riddler watched from the apartment across the street. Batman watched the Penguin and the Riddler watch the Joker masturbating over his photo from the rooftop. Catwoman was watching Batman watching Penguin and Riddler watching Joker masturbating over a photo of Batman from the side of another building. Robin was on his motorcycle watching Catwoman watching Batman watching Penguin and Riddler watching Joker masturbating over a photo of Batman.

"Ew, that shit's messed up," he said. He pulled out a photo of Barbara Gordon wearing only half of the Batgirl costume. Guess which half. "Now this I can fap to."

And while all this was going on, the Clock King was standing on the corner, waiting for the bus that turned out to be three point twelve microseconds late. He got super fucking pissed off and tried to murder Mayor Hill again.

THE END