A Really Funny Teacher

Episode 7:

Love is Insane

By Secret7

3 Months Later...

Bubbles woke up smiling. She climbed out of bed, and yawned tiredly. She was happy, she just couldn't sleep. The Professor regularly visited Harleen Quinzel (AKA Harley Quinn) in Arkham now, and they seemed to be getting along just fine. The Joker himself was locked in solitary confinement in Arkham Asylum, imprisoned in what Bubbles called a "Pillowy Room".

Bubbles floated down the stairs, yawning once again. She seemed to be the only one up. She looked around the house. That's strange...she thought to herself. Where could the Professor be?

The lab door opened, and the Professor ran out.

"Why, hello Professor!" said Bubbles politely. "Where were you?"

"Bubbles!" said the Professor happily, though nervously, and hugged her immediately.

"What's going on, Professor?"

"Nothing. Just a late night experiment."

"'K."

"Goodnight, Professor!"

"Goodnight, Bubbles!"

Bubbles floated up the stairs. She missed Ms. Yelrah, or Harley, or Harleen or whatever her name was. To her she'd always be Ms. Yelrah, the best teacher ever. Bubbles tucked herself in, and went back to sleep.

Arkham Asylum...

"Yes, Batman. We've caught both of them," said Commissioner Gordon with pride.

"Show me them."

They walked through the screaming corridors of the asylum, seeing all sorts of lunatics and monsters and other awful sights. They finally walked up to the cell that supposedly contained Dr. Harleen Quinzel.

"Here she is," said Commissioner Gordon.

Batman stared at "Harley" blankly.

"That's a robot."

He was right. There was nothing there but a shiny, poorly put together robot.

"That's Harley! Can't you tell?" asked Gordon.

"Yes. That's a robot."

"I'll prove to you that this is the real Harley! Harley, can you hear me?"

"BEEP! POP! HELLO. I AM HARLEY, AND I AM NOT A ROBOT," said the robot.

"That IS a robot," said the Batman, shaking his head.

"Suppose...just suppose...that this ISN'T Harley. Where could she be then? Huh? Huh?"

"She could have escaped."

"How? Batman, there's no way!"

"There's always a way..."

Earlier That Night...

The Professor walked into the lab, and down the stairs. He typed in the security password, deactivating the alarm in his lab. He walked down the stairs, back to the depths of the lab. He smiled as he turned on a light. He walked to the invention, set coordinates, and outfitted himself with goggles. Then, he activated it.

Light started to emanate from the machine. The large container attached to it began to shake. There was a large wave of energy, and the Professor flew into a wall. He waited as steam came out of his new device.

There was silence as he opened the large container. The Professor embraced her as she ran out.

"Harleen!"

"Isaac!"

They embraced each other.

"But what if they find out?" Harleen asked the Professor.

"Don't worry...they won't."

They kissed.

Miles away a maniacal clown in a straight jacket was laughing quietly to himself.

"They'll die. Heheheheheh. Those girls....and...heheheheheh...Harley. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH!!!!!!!!!!"

The laughter carried into the night, terrifying and annoying other inmates.

Professor Utonium didn't know some things. How the universe was created. If there was a god. But one thing he knew was this: Love was insane.

END