Alright, college is over for now and I hope to give y'all regular updates. Sound good? I am still up to suggestions; I don't know everything though I soon hope too.

Lucy flipped the keys around her middle finger as she opened the door to her house. Harley sat up quickly from the couch, throwing her magazine on the floor.

"How was it? What did you get, let me see! Puddin' she's back…" Harley noticed her daughters empty hands. "What? Is it so big you need your daddy to get it?"

Joker entered rubbing his hands together. "What'd ya get?"

"I took some clothes, two trash bags full. But then…" Lucy chuckled thinking of the memory.

"Then? Don't keep me in suspense." Joker leaned against the back of the couch, propping a leg back, causing a mud print to place itself on the white fabric.

"Batman showed up, trying to kill me." Lucy paced back and forth throwing her arms up, as if the thought was unthinkable. "Like, what did I ever do to him?"

Harley bite her tongue and smiled. "So, did you give the bat a good sock in the knocker?" Lucy tilted her head.

"Something like that." Lucy threw the keys at Joker. He caught them easily with one hand. "I stuck a knife in his neck." Harley and Joker lost their smiles and watched their daughter wave her bloodied hand at them. "And then I got a new car."

The first thing Lucy did when she walked into her room was take her shoes off. They were bad ass and beautiful, but even she wasn't impervious to blisters. She stepped lightly into the bathroom, biting the inside of her cheek harder with every painful step she took. Lucy turned on the faucet and watched the water flow down the drain before starring at her reflection. The blood was more visible on her clothes, the blood had hardened and turn a weird shade of brown/red. She looked at her hand, then back at her reflection. After a few seconds she placed her hand under the water and used her thumb to rake most of the blood off.

In the back of her mind, she thought of continuing to wear the blood of her father and mother's greatest enemy in. But the shower looked so nice, and she closed her eyes in bliss of just the thought of warm water flowing down her back. So, she peeled off the stained clothes and jumped into the shower.

An hour later, Lucy wrapped her hair up in a towel while using another one to dry her body. She pulled out skinny jeans and a tank top, but starring her in the face was her pajamas, and she threw the clothes back in the draw.

Dressed in plaid pajama bottoms and an oversized sweatshirt, Lucy sat down on her bed and held a pillow to her chest. She laid down, taking a deep waft of the clean sheets, she smiled. The quiet room felt like paradise, and she didn't think of Vincent, or her parents, or Batman. She thought of nothing, and fell asleep dreaming of nothing.

"You don't actually think…" Harley couldn't finish her sentence. It took her five minutes to start speaking after the words registered with her brain. "She said…"

"'I stuck a knife in his neck.' That's what she said." Harley tried to memorize Joker's face at this exact moment, she had never seen it before. Confusion. "'I stuck a knife in his neck.'" He grabbed the remote and pointed it at the television. Breaking news from every network: Batman dead.

Harley gasped and put a hand to her chest. "She did it. She actually did it." Harley thought back to a time when she almost had killed Batman herself, a beautiful plan she thought would impress Mister J. Instead, it made her the one almost dead. Time and time again, he had told her HE must be the one to kill Batman. She thought of how to calm him down. "I'm sure it was an accident. I'm sure she didn't mean to stick a knife in his neck."

Joker just walked away, the television still on. Harley followed, thinking quickly of something that would keep him from hurting Lucy. Joker grabbed empty duffle bags and threw them in the center of the room.

"Need help with something, Mister J?" Harley asked hesitantly.

Joker turned to her holding up two guns. Harley started backing up closer to Lucy's room, prepared for anything.

"Yes, actually." Joker threw a duffle bag at Harley, who caught it. "Pack your things. We're about to take over Gotham City."

Hope y'all are having a fantastic break. You'll be seeing a lot more of Lucy this month.