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Chapter 26.
Pearl marched Joker to his office, one they were inside, she gave him the most disappointing glare that J had even witnessed in his entire life.
"What!?" The Joker groaned, rolling his eyes. "We're fine now. Everything's back to normal."
"Is it? Is it indeed." Pearl said, dripping in sarcasm.
"Look," J held his hands up. "We kissed, we made up and now it's back to business."
Pearl ignored him. "Did you use the list?"
Silence scattered across the room. "Yeah.. The list, right." Joker finally replied.
Pearl shook her head from side to side. "Why did I even bother."
"You bother, because I pay you to!" Joker snapped. "Besides, like I told you before, she doesn't like all that gushy romantic crap."
"How do you know?" She retorted. "Have you ever tried it?"
J paused for a moment and ran his fingers through his hair. "I know her inside and out. Harley don't like to be doted on. She likes to be clingy, not to be clinged to." He explained.
"So, you think that showing a softer romantic side is weak. Is that what you're saying?" Pearl argued, growing annoyed.
"Yes." Joker replied bluntly. "That's exactly what I'm saying. Love is a fickle thing. Label it and things go wrong, thrive on it and things go wrong, express it... And guess what? Things go wrong." He shouted. "I thought you of all people would understand that Pearl."
"Don't... Don't you dare." Pearl whispered.
Joker sighed, knowing that his comment was a bit below the belt. "All I'm saying is, I can't love. Harley understands that, she knew what she was signing up for, and she's happy." He smiled. "Just because I don't pander to her every need, doesn't mean I'm not as loyal to her as she is to me. I've killed for that little minx and I will continue to do so until no body left alive to hurt her."
"Including yourself?" Pearl retorted.
"The pain I give her is nothing, nothing compared to what others might do to get to me, through her." He walked over to his chair and took a seat. "What you and everyone else don't seem to understand is, yeah, I've hit her before and I probably will again. If she fucks up, she has to deal with the consequences. That's a simple fact of life." He shrugged. "But I won't ever and will never hurt her for the fun of it."
Joker pointed his finger in Pearls direction. "I've been working my ass off the past few days trying to get her to come back to me, I waited on her hand and foot, cooked her breakfast, told her how beautiful she is and I even said sorry!" He shouted. "But none of that worked, it took her to realise what life would be like without me, for her to forgive me. She can't live without me Pearl, and right now I don't-." He interrupted himself with a growl. "She's an incredibly annoying, pain in the ass, but she's my pain in the ass."
Pearl stood still, shocked at his outburst. A slow smile crept onto her face. "You did use my list." She said, her grin growing wider and wider.
He paused for a moment. "Shut up." He snapped.
"Y'know.. For someone who's so against love, you sure seem to be showing symptoms of it." Pearl mocked.
"And for someone who's meant to be my employee, you sure seem to be avoiding your duties." Joker quipped back.
"Avoiding my duties!?" Pearl's eyes went wide at the accusation. "I've been doing nothing but picking up after you! We're another dancer down now Jade's out of action and because you punched Mark's face in, we now have to find another alcohol supplier."
"Don't worry about the booze Pearly.. After tonight, we'll be our own suppliers." He grinned.
"You're not seriously going to take over the Docks are you? It's a death trap." She gave him a stern look.
"Death trap? Don't make me laugh. Marky boy and his Daddykins aren't a threat my dear." Joker laughed. "I can just picture them now, Mark getting as high as a kite through his busted up nose and Daddy smoking a fat cigar, sitting on his equally fat arse. The closest threat to my life is that corner of the rug I keep tripping on." J pointed down towards the floor.
"Arrogance will get you killed J." Pearl remarked.
"Arrogance is what's kept me alive." He stated. "Besides, like I told Harley. It will be like shooting rats in a barrel."
Pearl opened her mouth to responds, but soon snapped it shut when there was a gentle but urgent knock on the door.
"Boss, I got what you wanted." A gruff, frost-like voice came from the door.
Joker grinned widely and beckoned Jonny inside. "Come in ol'man."
"Joker, we were having a conversation?" Pearl said, slightly pissed off.
J waved his hand in dismissal. "Not anymore."
Frost then walked in holding a pile of papers and a long leather, rectangle box.
Joker clapped his hands together excitedly. "All my Christmases have come early!"
Jonny chuckled politely and handed him the items. Joker walked back over to his desk and took a seat. His grin couldn't of stretched wider even if he had wanted it to.
He ran his cold pale hands over the leather and relished the feeling against his skin. "Did you get it exactly how I wanted it?" Joker asked.
"To the last letter Boss." Frost replied proudly.
"Good, good." J ran his fingers over the clasp to the box, he unclipped it and slowly raised the lid. He instantly made an 'O' face with his lips and darted his eyes towards Frost.
"Perfect." He beamed. Joker closed the box back up and pushed it to one side. He picked up the stack of papers and began flicking through them. The were all stills of CTV footage taken from around the Docks, everyone who entered and left that area were all caught on camera.
Frost lent over the desk and tapped his finger on one of the pictures. "They travel in a Blacked out Bentley Boss. I've just got off the phone to one of the guys and it's parked at the Docks as we speak."
"Any sign of a Black Bat as well as a Bentley?" The Joker asked in a dark tone.
"No Boss. Not a chance, he's been too busy locking up half of the underworld to bother himself with petty criminals."
"Well!" J exclaimed. "It looks like we'll be doing a spot of our own illegal vigilante work tonight. I do hate the lower class of criminal scum."
Frost nodded in agreement.
"You could even wear that golden Batman mask Jonny boy. Put some props to good use." He joked.
"Gold isn't really my colour Boss." Jonny replied. He stood there for a moment and raised his hand to scratch the back of his neck. "Hey Boss?"
"Yes Jonny?" Joker smiled sweetly.
"After tonight, do you mind if we have a little chat? Nothing bad, I just need to talk to you."
"Oh Jonny-boo. You know what chit-chat does right?" J snarled.
Pearl was still standing in the room, she was astounded how much the Joker's attitude changed around his more official employees. The intimidation tactics were impressive, along with the subtly threatening body language.
"Of course he will Mr. Frost. " She piped up. "He'll be having a lot of chats after tonight, won't you J."
Joker folded his arms across his chest like a sulking child. "Will not."
"Will." Pearl warned, trying to imitate his threatening behaviour.
"Won't." Joker muttered under his breath.
There was a wash of silence over the room, Pearl was brimming with rage at J's attitude. She narrowed her eyes at him and pointed her finger to his direction. "I'm going to leave now before I say something I'll regret." She told him. "We'll pick up this conversation later."
Pearl turned don her heel and marched out of the office, letting the door slam behind her.
"Good thing Roberts dead, because being married to that, would of driven him to suicide." Joker commented, sticking his tongue out at the closed door.
Frost cleared his throat awkwardly and straightened his tie. "You want me to get Harley Boss?"
J's blue eyes suddenly lit up and his foul mood was immediately forgotten. "Yes."
Jonny nodded and turned to leave the room. "Wheels up in an hour Boss?"
"One hour." Joker confirmed.
"Puddin'?" Harley said quietly while peaking her head round the door. The Joker obviously hadn't heard her yet because his attention wasn't on her. Instead, he had his face buried into the open leather box, his giggles radiated the entire room.
"Puddin'?" She called louder, knocking her fist on the open door.
The Joker jumped and snatched the lid of the box shut. He stuffed it under the desk and looked up at her.
"Harley," He purred. "Come over and sit by Daddy."
Joker patted the side of his desk and gestured her to move over towards him.
"Uh, okay." Harley made her way over to him, with the sound of her Adidas heels hitting the floor. She inched closer to him, but didn't take a seat on his desk, she just stared at him with a worried look in her eye.
Joker chuckled at her uneasy expression. "C'mon, I don't bite."
Harley smiled and tapped her fingers around the mahogany desk. "Liar, I know you do."
"Guilty." Joker smirked, looking the prominent bite mark from last night on her neck.
Harley looked into his face and parted her mouth slightly. How could one man have so many faces? When he frowned it looked like he could kill you with just one glance, but when he smiled.. Oh, that face lit up like the night sky, his eyes shone with the most disconcerting spark. It was truly mesmerizing.
"You're catching flies again baby." Joker giggled.
Harley snapped her mouth shut and blushed slightly. She raised her body slightly and took a seat on the edge of his desk. J extended his arms and grabbed her by the hips, his fingers laced though her belt and pulled her across the surface.
She was now positioned between his legs, J ran his hands down each leg and placed her feet either side of his body.
Harley raised a brow when she saw the leather box on his lap, the same box that he was looking at before she came in.
"What's that?" She asked reaching out to grab it.
Joker slapped her hands away and looked up at her with dark eyes. "Don't touch what doesn't belong to you Doll."
"Sorry Puddin'." Harley apologised.
Joker stood sharply and towered over her. He slammed the box on the desk right next to her and then took her face in his hands.
"You need to promise me that you'll stick to me like glue tonight. No wandering off, that place is a fortress and if you get lost, I might not be able to find you." Joker explained, tightening his grip on her jaw. "And if you disobey Daddy, he might not want to find you."
Harley nodded at his threat. "Okay Daddy."
"Good girl. But remember the most important rule, hm?" J leant down and bumped his lips against her earlobe. "Go crazy."
She shivered at his words and couldn't help but slip out a whimper and he bit into the soft flesh around her ear cuffs.
His right hand left her body and grasped the box. Joker puled away from hr abruptly and shoved the black leather block into her hands.
"Open it." He growled menacingly.
Harley looked up into his eyes and then back down to the box, her ands fumbled along the smooth material. "What is it?"
Joker grabbed her wrists harshly and shook them as she held the box. "You won't find out unless you open it."
She giggled lightly and nodded. "If it's something gross... I'll kill ya'."
"You can try." He smirked.
Harley opened the lid and raised it on its hinges slowly, her eye swelled up at the contents of the box.
"You-?" She raised her head to look at him through wet eyes. "Oh my God."
Joker bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from smiling. He placed his hands inside the box and lifted the item out.
"Don't ever take this off, not without my permission." He told her sternly. Joker placed the gift around her neck. His hands wandered round to the back and looped the buckle around her skin. He pulled tightly, making Harley gasp for breath.
Once it was fastened, the Joker then grabbed each of her pigtails in one hand and pulled her head back sharply. With his free hand, he traced the 6 gold letters with the pad of his finger.
"Say it." He whispered. "Say it."
Harley took a shuddering breath and closed her eyes, feeling the pressure of his grip on her hair and the tightness around her neck, she moaned. "Puddin'."
Jonny was leaning against the parking lot door, watching half witted goons load the fleet of 'Panda Purveyor' vans full of weapons, ammunition and other contraptions.
His pushed his body off the doorframe and turned away to head towards the armoury, which was conveniently located in the cellar.
Straitening his jacket, he made his way down the cobbled steps, it was dark, dust and cold. No one had been down here in ages, but that was the point. Only the emergency supplies were kept down here, and Frost had a feeling that they were gunna need all the help thy could get.
Seeing the over head light above him, Jonny reached out and ran his hand over the rough brick wall. Once he found the switch, he flicked it on.
A humming sound accompanied the lights as they glowed a dull yellow. He walked down further across the room and scanned the various weapons. Old WWII grenades sat in a row like proud soldiers. Rifles and shotguns lined each of the four walls, canisters of Smilex were littered over the tiny wooden table, along with bullets and switchblades.
"Jonny?" A little voice squeaked from the top of the stairs.
Frost turned sharply on his heel and peered up towards the entrance. He could just about make out a tiny figure.
"Yeah?" He replied, not sure who it could be.
"It's Jade, can I – Can I come down?" She asked nervously.
Jonny cleared his throat. "Err, sure."
Light footsteps patter down the stairs, her body becoming clearer and clearer with each step she took.
"Why didn't you tell me you were going after Mark tonight?" Jade asked, now standing in front of him fully.
Jonny tried to look away from her eyes, those deep green jewels were like magnets, and not only that, he seemed defenceless whenever he looked into them. He quickly looked away, focusing on a spot behind her head.
"It's just a job." Frost remarked. "I don't talk about my job with anyone but the Boss."
"Why?" She whispered gently. Her hand came out and caught his in a gently grip.
Jonny wanted to pull away, he wanted to leave the room entirely. He didn't want this kind of attachment with another human being. He prided him self of being disconnected with people, the more souls you let into your life, the more mistrust.
"Because it's no one else's business." Frost snapped and pulled his hands away.
Jade gasped at his sudden outburst. She stumbled back a few steps and looked at him with wide eyes.
Jonny saw tears gathering in her eyes. He immediately walked over towards her and cupped her face in his hands. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just not good at this."
Jade nodded. "And what... Is this?" She gestured her hands between the both of them.
"I don't know." He replied truthfully.
"Before.. In the room upstairs.." She stuttered. "I wanted to... I mean.. Did you want to-?" Jade groaned in frustration and buried her head in her hands.
"I did." He said softly, he pulled her hands away from her face and surrendered to her emerald orbs. "I do."
He rubbed his thumbs across her skin, catching her black fly way hairs in his hands. "I feel something when I'm around you. I've never felt like that around another person before."
"Me?" She asked in disbelief.
"Yes." He smiled. "You're the only one I like being around."
Jade giggled, releasing a few stray tears. "I like being around you too."
"Yeah?" He asked with a slight smirk.
"Yeah." Jade nodded and looked down at his lips. Their bodies pulled together with and uncontrollable force.
Jonny's hands moved to the back of her neck and he grasped the ends of her coal black locks in his fingers.
Jade gripped the lapels of his jacket and pressed her body against his. She looked up into his grey eyes. "Kiss me." She whispered.
Without any hesitation Jonny pulled her lips up to meet his. It was gentle and soft to begin with, but soon Jade laced her hands into his hair and moved her mouth against his in a more fervent way.
Frost plunged his tongue into he mouth and walked her backwards until her back hit the wall. His hands gripped her head teasingly as he continued to kiss Jade with all the pent up feelings that he had tried to discarded over the past few days.
Jade moaned into his mouth when her back made contact with the brick wall, her arms tightened around his neck and she responded with just as much enthusiasm. No man had ever kissed her like this before. It wasn't just lips connecting in passion, it was more than that. She felt her emotional walls practically crumble to the ground as he intensified the embrace.
The men she had been with only used her for one thing, they never made her feel the way Jonny did. He cared, even if he didn't want to, he did and it made her heart burst with a type of happiness that she hand experienced in a long time.
The kiss gradually ended with light pecks. Frost's grip moved down to her waist as he rested his forehead against hers. "I've got to go." He murmured.
Jade smiled and ran her fingers over the side of his face. "Please come back." She asked. "For me?"
Jonny pulled away from her embrace and took her by the hands. "Promise."
He gave her once last look and began to walk away. He was suddenly pulled back round, and a pair of strawberry flavour lips crashed onto his once more.
Jade then pulled away and straightened his tie. "Give him a punch in the face for me?"
"You go it." He smirked. Jonny dashed up the stairs, leaving Jade standing alone in the cellar.
The Joker was leaning against the Black SUV. Harley liked to call it the company car, since they only used it on jobs. She was standing next to him, twirling a piece of cherry bubble-gum between her fingers.
"The one with the baby face creeps me out." Harley said, looking at the Joker's henchmen as they loaded up the vans.
"That's kinda the point Harls." He replied, whilst checking over his revolver.
"Why don't you make Frosty wear a mask?" She asked, now turning fully to face him.
J smiled, flashing his metallic charm. "He doesn't need one Pumpkin... Have you seen his face?"
Harley broke into a laugh and she threw her arms around the Joker's neck. J placed his revolver back into his leather gun holster, took her by the waist and suddenly dipped her romantically. She squeaked in excitement.
"Do I need a mask, Doll face?" He purred, leaning over her body.
"Na-uh Puddin." Harley giggled as she shook her head. "You're terrifying just the way you are."
"Mmm... Ya' think so?" Hs eyes pieced hers while he still held her body. Harley was just about to reply but she was suddenly pulled upwards and set on her feet.
Jonny walked in, carrying a slight blush on his face. Joker pushed Harley aside and walked towards his right hand man.
"What you been doing Frosty? I thought I said an hour?" Joker growled in annoyance.
Harley noticed his flushed cheeks and giggled quietly. "Awh, leave him alone Pud, he's just been tying some loose ends."
J swung his head round and gave her a sharp glare. "Keep your trap shut Harley." He turned back to Frost and gently tapped his hand on his lapels. Joker paused for a moment and pinched the fabric, he brought it back up to his own face a squinted his eyes.
"Now... What's this?" Joker asked, holding up a strand of black hair. "You thinking about getting extensions Frost? Or are you doing something you shouldn't be, hmm?"
Without hesitation, Jonny calmly denied the accusation. "Must of been the dry cleaners Boss."
"You err.. Wouldn't be lying to me Frost, would you old boy?" He snarled. "If there's a little problem distracting you from your work, I might have to get rid of it."
There was a moment of silence, whilst Jonny thought of his next answer. "The problem has been dealt with." He replied simply.
"Good." Joker flicked the stray hair away and stepped on it. "Let's get moving." He took Harley by the hand and opened up the car door for her. She was just about talk back to him in Jonny's defence, but J wagged his finger at her.
"Silence is golden baby."
She rolled her eyes and scooted across the seat to allow the Joker to slip in behind her. Once they were seated, the Joker's goons bundled into the Panda vans and roared the rattily engines to life. Frost took a deep breath and climbed into the Black SUV's drivers seat, he turned the key in the ignition and caught the Joker's reflection in the rear view mirror.
"Move it, you've wasted enough time already." He growled.
Frost nodded and pulled the car into reverse gear. Moving out of the parking lot, the Purveyor vans followed closely behind.
Harley, still remaining quiet, placed her hand on the Joker's knee and smiled up at him. Noticing that he hadn't slapped her hand away, she shuffled closer to him and leaned in for a whisper.
"He's sorted the problem, just forget it. Please?" She begged. "Besides, you've got bigger fish to fry."
J snapped his head round to her direction. "That I do baby, that I do." He gently places his hand on her thigh and squeezed it lightly. Joker turned his head and gazed out at the dreary Gotham streets. Litter lined every curb, and grey haze washed over every building.
"It's been a while since we've gone fishing." He told her, applying a bit more pressure to her fishnet covered legs.
I am so ready to write the Joker getting into fisty-cuffs! Hopefully you won't have to wait long for the next update, but apologies in advance if you do!
Sooooo... Recently a good friend of mine, (RoyalFlushGang) just uploaded her first Fan Fiction... And may I just say... Wow. Like wow. If you adore Joker and Harley as much as I do, I recommend going over to her profile and checking it out! 'Delirious Descent into love' just the title gave me shivers. Only one chapter so far, but I can tell it's going to be an emotional rollercoaster, of excitement, madness and of course... Beautiful Clown love. Listen to Auntie Mabel and go read.
And finally, just a heads up! After 'Boss' Is finished, I've been thinking about a festive one-shot for Christmas? Or a maybe a mini chaptered story? What do you guys think? Let me know!
Lot's of love,
Mabel x