Changing a scene of venue we see Two Face in his attempt to persuade his constant ex Poison Ivy.
Harvey went down towards the botanical gardens near the abandoned Gotham conservation range. Vines every which way covering the rusty steel gates. Thousands of species of flowers and plants. A true botanist's wet dream. The way the old gothic architecture went with the glass paneling, the beam entangled with white lilies. The building was abandoned for over three decades. No complex reasoning, corrupt mayoral politicians cutting funds to supply their annual profit margin. That was the set standard for anyone holding office but I digress (wink wink). Anyway Pamela couldn't refuse the perfect place to grow her babies and let them spread. Harvey hasn't been to the garden in a couple years because of his incessant desire to burn half of the plants. Binary can be a bitch. But Pam has been closed off lately. She's been acting out a bit with her need to keep her plants strong and ready for her own plans for Gotham's demise.
"Dam she needs to get a life.", Harvey couldn't help but stare at the complexity of the roots for this large oak tree that has to have been at least three hundred years old. They had to stretch for at least a hundred feet. His curiosity however did not work in his favor. A mutant overgrown rose wine grasped at Harvey's feet. Pulling his feet up and hanging him high up in the air. The vine brought Harvey to the main center where Ivy ascended from a genetically modified Middlemist Red. Wearing nothing but a thin leaf gown revealing her stunning smooth bareback giving Two Face some pretty kinky ideas.
"Hello Harv, how's it hanging."
"You're funny."
"What are you doing here Harv? You know this is where I like to unwind having some alone time."
"Yeah technically you're not alone with all these vines snatchng up everything and everyone."
"Only who I want them to."
"I'm flattered Pam."
"You should be you unappreciative bastard."
"Oh fuck off you stuck up bitch." Pamela kicks Harvey in the chest three times before he twists while she is in mid kick making her stumble over. He tries with all his effort to grab the pistol in his side where he starts shooting rapidly firing shells into the mutant wine. It was injured to the point it's grasp on the burned man is no longer possible.
"How dare you? You come into my home trespassing and now you kill one of my babies."
"Well it's not like I was here to kill you. No I came to offer you a proposition but no, you had to go full metal bitch." Ivy punches him square in the jaw.
"You don't understand women."
"No I understand women, you on the other hand are on outlier"
"Am I supposed to be insulted?"
"No."
"Come here." Ivy has a smirk forming on her lips. He knew exactly she was doing. She was walking toward Harvey and gave him a full kiss that stuns him entirely. He was trapped in a paralyzed stature discovering that Ivy used her special neurotoxin lipstick to entice him. So irresistible to him, he wanted her but he couldn't move for shit.
"Oh men are so easy. So tempted simply by a woman touch."
"You know I'm not normal like other men."
"Yeah you're extra crispy."
"You are such a cunt."
"You can't keep yourself away from it though Harv."
"You are no better Pammie, that kiss wasn't something subtle. You slipped in some tongue. I can tell you have the craving for man again but not any man though. Only I can satisfy your thirst Pamela." Harvey starts to regain control of his motor functions. Slowly he grabs her head, forcefully taking her in his mouth. She moans with pleasure not having his touch in weeks. The dry spell is over for the ginger.
"Where's the bedroom?"
"I'll make one.", using her powers to shift the plants around to make a queen size bed. Harvey takes her to the bed and starts lustfully kissing her legs down to her feet. She tries to keep strong with her femininity but sometimes the fern needs to be watered. The only one that has ever been able to get her off was a man obsessed with binary.
"Harv, I need you."
"I know you do and hell I need you too." The two lock mouths for so long they lost track of time. As they took off each others clothes their bodies were connected and wouldn't unbind for hours to come.
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At Wayne Manor...
Inside the Batcave Alfred Pennyworth delivers Bruce his dinner. He grew worried about Bruce's health. Choosing to stay down in the cave for a week without rest. He's just been staring at the Batcomputer for profiling the Joker and the mysterious woman he's seeing. He hasn't been himself lately.
"Your dinner sir." He placed it on the counter next to the Batcomputer.
"Hmm." The small grunt was all Bruce could muster.
"Master Wayne please, this isn't healthy. You need to rest."
"I need to find out what the Joker's next objective is Alfred. This city doesn't need another disaster to endure."
"Of course sir but how will Batman protect the people of Gotham when he's down here giving himself constant eye strain?"
"..."
"Bruce?"
"Joker told me he's taking a break."
"A break sir?"
"Yeah I wasn't buying it either, but making my flights around the districts I have found little to no evidence of his presence. Bodies with his disgusting smirk carved into their mouths were discovered but they don't seem to lead anywhere."
"How can you tell sir?"
"I've ran the victims through the Batcomputer for further analysis. Identification of the victims were listed under low end occupations and in the Narrows." Alfred looks at the pictures of the victims.
"I see their bodies were discovered in the Playground."
"Yes, that area of the Narrows has been used by many of the Arkham inmates. It has been given the title of "trash collection" due to the villains disposing their victims there. Last week the Riddler was taking homeless people to test his electroshock riddles. His ego was ultimately his downfall when he thought I couldn't solve the mechanisms of his enigma coding." Alfred takes a look at his recently used batsuit.
"What about the burn scars on the cowl sir?"
"Well he wasn't exactly playing by the rules."
"So there aren't any possible motives for Joker's sudden lack of attendance in the limelight Master Wayne?"
"Before he started firing he said there's someone special in his life. Supposedly he's having a relationship with a woman."
"Interesting, I wouldn't have taken the clown to be a romantic."
"Me neither, I always thought he was incapable of emotions besides his sadistic tendencies. This infatuation is something I never would have expected."
"And yet you don't seem convinced sir."
"He's too unpredictable for me to be convinced. I wonder where this woman came from? How she can fall for someone as sick as him? He's not the kind of person to get distracted in the interest of others."
"A women can have that effect on a man."
"That's true but I think he's up to something bigger. I can't imagine what those two are up to now."
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At the happy couples loft...
"This is Vicki Vale with the 11' o'clock news. I'm reporting from the Ace Chemical Plant where police are investigating the events that occurred between Batman and the infamous Joker..."
Harley and Joker were together on the couch, assuming the normal position of her laying in his arms, they were watching the news like an old married couple. He never saw himself as ever being like this but sometimes everything just works out for the best. When you find someone so special that the world is one giant fun ride. Time slowed down for them not caring about anything else.
"Puddin?"
"Yes sweets?"
"Why were you there this morning?"
"I was reminiscing of a simpler time this morning, just a stroll in the place that made me the happy man you know today sweets.", he kissed her nose, she giggled. "Yeah Bats was following me thinking I didn't noticed and we discussed some things. Long story short he tried to toss me back in Arkham, I shot him in the chest multiple times, he was badly injured and I took a swim in the Gotham River."
"I'm glad you made it back. I couldn't imagine being without you sweetie."
"Don't worry pumpkin, I'm not going anywhere.", kissing her neck.
"... We've found the Joker hasn't been spotted lately in the spotlight contradictory to his character. Only found evidence of his appearance are victims with a cynical smile carved in their faces in the Playground. Some reporters claim that the Joker has been busy lately with a more emotional affair. Whether this is all an unexplained spectacle, the self proclaimed clown prince of crime has a girlfriend."
"Ohh she's much more than that."
"Ya got that right puddin.", kissing her clown, tongue included.
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