Suicide Squad: Ballroom Blitz

Chapter 11 (A Dastardly Plan)

Author's Note: Hopefully this chapter clears up any confusion you might have.

Disclaimer: Warner Bros. and DC are the rightful owners of "Suicide Squad"

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The Joker was still in front of the fireplace, watching the flames swirl around.

"You know, Floyd," he said, speaking to himself. "I like you. I really do. You could've been my right hand man."

Then, he let out a sigh. "Until... that one moment... when it all changed...

"When you were hanging on for dear life, and gave her that little smirk... and the smile that she gave you... ooh, that wasn't any ordinary smile, my friend."

Walking over to the nearby desk, he stared at the object that was placed on it. "She may not know it yet fully, but she loves you, Floyd, as do you... or, at least, until you realize it."

The object was Deadshot's real mask, which Harley had kept, hoping to return it when the time was right.

"But when that day comes, you're not going to like what happens next..."

Then, he started to smile. "And I believe that, by now, my special chemical should be in your system... so I do hope that you won't be too romantic with my girl, if you value your life."

The Joker held the mask in his hands. "Yes, Floyd, you might not know it yet, but you most definitely love her.

"And I'm not going to lose her to you... that is, if you can survive the game this long."

Putting the mask back down, the Joker then started to laugh as he left the room, and once he was gone, the only noise to be heard was the faint sound of a beep.

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Once they arrived at the airport, Boomerang asked, "So, let me get this straight. We got to follow wherever Deadshot tells us to go, and make sure nothing bad happens to them?"

"Yes, but we're also gathering evidence to use against the Joker," replied Flag. "And hopefully, this ends with that lunatic in some kind of underground hole he can never escape from."

Boomerang nodded his head. "Great, but, um, what do we do in the meantime?"

Before giving a response, Flag handed him a set of car keys. "Have fun. I got someone waiting for me."

Boomerang looked at the car keys, confused. "Hey, what am I-"

But when he looked back up, Flag was already gone. "Huh, okay, then..."

A few minutes later, in the parking lot, Boomerang pressed a button on one of the keys, and he heard a nearby vehicle turn on.

Walking over to it, the unicorn-lover's eyes went wide. "Holy hell..."

As for Flag, he had gotten into a black convertible, but went to sit in the back.

"You know where to go, pal," he said, talking to the driver.

"Sure thing, bro, just do your thing with your girl."

Flag smiled, and turned to look at the person next to him. "Anything you got in mind, sweetheart?"

June gave her boyfriend a smile, and said, "Let's do something fun..."

"You got it," Rick said, and they began to passionately kiss each other.

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"Alfred?"

"Yes, Master Wayne?" asked the faithful butler.

The middle-aged vigilante was in front of the computer, looking at the info he had gathered about his "new friends".

"Have you ever been in love?"

"Master Wayne, if this is about your relationship with Miss Diana, then-"

Bruce shook his head. "No, Alfred, not that... I asked because it has to do with Quinn."

Alfred raised his eyebrows, surprised. "If that's what you like in a woman, Master Wayne, then-"

"I am not talking about me, Alfred, okay? Besides... I already lost someone..."

Alfred sighed, and said, "I know, Master Wayne, Miss Kyle was a very wonderful woman... So, why exactly are you talking about Miss Harley?"

"Cause I have a bad feeling that the clown is going to try and hurt her... and I need to know how to stop him."

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"And you thought I was a bad driver."

Deadshot laughed, and he said, "Okay, I never actually said that, doll face... but maybe now you can stop asking to drive every 5 seconds."

As they drove past the Golden Gate Bridge, Harley just giggled while Deadshot admired the outside view.

I have to remember to take Zoe here one day... as a free man...

"So, when am I going to learn all of these tricks you know?" asked Harley.

"Tomorrow," replied Deadshot. "Right now, I don't want to think about your guy, or whoever we got to kill for him, no kind of crazy shit like that.

"I just want to enjoy this time with..."

He paused when he noticed Harley looking at him affectionately.

"I just want to experience this day as a free man instead of a criminal. Okay?"

"Whatever you say, handsome," replied Harley, as the two of them began to drive around the city.

A few hours later, once they had checked into the hotel they had been assigned, the two of them started to walk around and explore the area... or, at least, that's what Deadshot had assumed.

"Why did you bring that?" asked the assassin, looking at the object behind Harley's back.

"What? It's for protection," replied Harley, twirling her bat around.

Deadshot shook his head. "Normal girls don't carry something like a baseball bat with them when they're on a date with someone like me."

"So, this is a date?"

He instantly tried to back pedal on his sentence. "No, but you're supposed to be my wife."

Harley continued to look at him affectionately.

"I meant that you can't try and draw so much attention to us. So keep it cool?"

"Got it..."

"Harley..."

"What?"

"Go put it back."

Harley pouted. "But it's so far."

Deadshot frowned. "The hotel is, like, ten feet away from us."

"But I wanted to-"

"Harley... Sweetheart... Put back the damn bat, and just put whatever you can in your purse that fits, okay?"

The young woman sighed, and she turned to head back towards the hotel as Deadshot sat on a bench.

She's gonna be the death of me one day, thought the assassin.

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"Whoo!" yelled Boomerang as he drove around in the fancy and speedy car that Rick had left him.

"Hang on tight, mate," he said, referring to his stuffed unicorn toy that was in the passenger seat. "We're about to lose these shit heads!"

"Pull over now!"

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"What's wrong?" June asked, pausing her kiss with Rick.

"I just got this feeling that something bad is about to happen."

Kissing his neck, and bringing him closer to her, June replied, "Don't worry, we're experts at this stuff, right?"

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"I got the word from one of my guys," said Jonny. "He saw Sniper Boy head to the restroom, and that he didn't look so hot."

"Good, good," laughed the Joker. "And Harley?"

Jonny began to frown.

"What?"

"Uh, well... He saw the two of them kissing at one point, but she was the one who made the first move. Then he ran off to go throw up or whatever."

Joker's face was unreadable for a moment. "What kind of kiss was it?"

"Er, I am... not really... sure, Boss..."

The Joker sighed, and nodded his head.

"Very well... You may go, Jonny."

Once his henchman was gone, the Joker reached into his coat pocket, and pulled out a rose.

"My dear, sweet Harley... I do hope you keep your emotions in check."

With a grin, he tossed it into the fireplace, and watched as the flames turned red and white.

"I would hate for you to be the turning point of the game."

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How many things can she put in a purse, thought Deadshot.

It had been an hour since Harley had went to return the bat.

Not wanting to die of heat, he went into a nearby cafe.

"Been a while since I've gone into a place like this."

"Ok, babe, let's go!"

Deadshot rolled his eyes, and he said, "Harley, do you have any idea how... long I have..."

She was now dressed for the outside, but in a way that almost everyone was staring at her.

"Wow..." said Deadshot. "Harley, you look..."

"Yeah, I know, handsome," replied Harley. "Come on, let's go have some fun."

As she left the room, Deadshot began to follow when he noticed a few guys still staring at her.

Those assholes, thought the assassin, a frown appearing on his face.

Sometime later, Deadshot left the cafe, finding Harley waiting outside, and they began to continue walking.

"What took you so long?"

Deadshot smirked, and said, "They ain't gonna be having kids anytime soon."

Harley laughed, and replied, "All right, come on, the day's still not over yet."