Suicide Squad: Ballroom Blitz
Chapter 34 (Death Shot)
Author's Note: Warner Bros. and DC are the rightful owners.
Oh, and whenever Slade speaks, just imagine his voice from TEEN TITANS, since my version is sort of based from that, and that's really the only version I grew up with.
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After his unicorn was sliced in half, Boomerang ran over to Slade, yelling out, "You son of a-"
"Whoa, hey, easy man," said Deadshot, holding his friend back. "He didn't mean to, all right?"
"The hell he didn't," cried Boomerang. "He killed Pinky!"
"Enough," warned Deadshot. "You want to give Waller an excuse to end up like that one guy who tried to leave us?"
When he didn't get an answer, Deadshot said, "Good, now go and keep getting ready."
As Boomerang walked away, grieving over his favorite toy, Deadshot looked over at Slade. "Was that really necessary?"
"I always handle my warnings to people that way, Floyd," replied Slade. "Surely you can remember that about me?"
"Unfortunately, yeah, I do, but don't do anything stupid or else that cold-ass lady is gonna have your head blown off."
"I understand, old friend," replied Slade, walking away.
As for Harley, she gave Deadshot a seducing glare. "You know... We could change back in our room..."
Deadshot chuckled, and said, "Er, not really a good moment for that, doll face."
Harley rolled her eyes, and she bent down to start choosing her new outfit.
"Which stuff should I wear for my bottom half, Shot, since I know you're staring at my ass right now."
"That... I..."
Harley giggled, and stood back up to walk over to him. "Come on, play with me..."
After a moment of Deadshot groaning and having to look at Harley's puppy dog face, the assassin said, "Fine, but we better hurry and fuck quickly."
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Later that night...
Setting: Somewhere in the outskirts of Gothamm
It was close to midnight, and the Joker's henchman was finally done with stitching up his chest.
"You're all set, boss," replied Robert, or as the Joker would always call him, "Bob".
The Joker coughed a few times before saying, "Thank you..."
"So, is it true, then? Axis Chemicals is gone?"
"All of it..."
Robert sighed, and said, "Well, don't worry, boss, you can still do your work here."
"I appreciate it, Bob, but without Harley, my life is pointless."
"What about the Bat?"
Joker said, "Well... okay, maybe not that pointless, but I still need to get her back."
Robert began to chuckle nervously. "Er, I hate to be the one to say this, boss, but from what you told me, she's head over heels for this Deadshot guy."
"Yes, but she can't escape what she used to be when she was with me," said the Joker. "That's always gonna be a part of her... and I know exactly how to bring it back."
"How's that gonna work?"
Joker gave his henchman a grin, and said, "All in due time, my friend..."
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Once the Squad had gotten onto the plane, Harley had sat next to Boomerang, offering to stitch his unicorn back together.
"Thank you so much," said a grateful Boomerang. "You have no idea how happy this makes me."
"No problem, buddy," said Harley, giving him a sweet smile.
As for Killer Croc, he had thankfully been able to get his own seat by the window, so at the moment, he was taking a nap, dreaming about BET.
"Congrats, by the way..."
Deadshot looked away from the window to face Slade, and said, "Huh?"
"I noticed her engagement ring," said Slade, gesturing towards Harley. "You're a lucky man, Lawton, being able to take away the girl of the Joker."
"First off, I didn't take her from that asshole," replied Deadshot. "She chose me, and second, you better not do anything funny."
Slade chuckled. "What, like stealing Harley away? I must admit, she is certainly very beautiful, Lawton, but I prefer being alone when it comes to that type of stuff."
Deadshot chuckled, and asked, "Are you just-"
"No, I am not. I have had my fair share of women over the years, Lawton, but in my life, there's no room for a relationship."
The assassin sort of felt sorry for his former partner, but it was only for a short moment.
"However, I will also admit that I am surprised about you and Harley. Planning to settle down once you're a free man?"
Deadshot smirked, and said, "That isn't exactly a good idea for a guy like me, Wilson."
"But what if that's what Harley wants?"
"Trust me, she doesn't want that, either."
Then, with a sigh, he added, "We're bad guys, simple as that."
Slade shook his head. "It may seem that way to some people, but in all honesty, everyone in the world is the same.
"It's our decisions, however, that justify our actions, Lawton... People make a choice, and it's up to them how they choose to let it affect their life."
Deadshot just stared at Slade, and asked, "What the hell happened to you?"
"I lost someone close to me," replied the man also known as Deathstroke. "But I really should be asking you that question - You're engaged to be married to Harley Quinn, and the two of you are having a child together?"
"Yeah, so? People change sometimes."
Slade laid back in his seat, and said, "Always full of surprises..."
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Once it was nighttime, everyone had fallen asleep except for Deadshot, Slade, and Harley, who had come over to sit in the middle of them.
"You boys playing nice?" asked Harley.
"Of course," replied Slade. "Floyd here wouldn't shut up about you."
Deadshot rolled his eyes while Harley said, "Yep, that's my Hotshot!"
Slade couldn't help but laugh at her new nickname for the assassin.
"You ought to just stick with Shot," replied Deadshot. "And how are you?"
Knowing that he meant their child, Harley kissed him on the cheek. "Perfectly fine, sweetheart."
Deadshot smiled, while Slade said, "I think I should try to find another seat."
"You don't have to leave," pouted Harley.
Slade shook his head. "I think it would be better for you to be alone together. Good night."
As he walked away, Harley turned to punch Deadshot in the shoulder. "What did you say to him?"
"Nothing," exclaimed Deadshot. "He just... went through a lot of stuff."
"Oh..." replied Harley. "He gonna be okay, though, right?"
Deadshot looked back at Slade, and said, "Oh, trust me, when it's time to work... He gets it done."
Meanwhile, Boomerang had woken up to use the restroom, and after returning to his seat, he was about to go back to sleep when Slade was suddenly next to him.
"Let me offer my apologies for hurting your... friend..."
Boomerang stared at him. "Um... Thanks..."
"You're welcome," replied Slade. "Just remember that as a warning..."
He walked away, and once he was gone, Boomerang held his stuffed toy close to his chest. "It's all right, Daddy's here, Daddy's got you..."
As for Slade, he looked back over at
Harley and Deadshot, a smile appeared on his face. This might actually work out better than I had hoped.
