Part 3
Harley
I looked up into my Puddin's eyes admiring his features in pure adoration. He poked the tip of my nose causing a school girl giggle to bubble over. Sneering in minor disgust at my nose he gestured down at the bleeding out guard. His eyes were glazed over with death but it looked like a gem in my distorted mind. I gripped it out giggling as blood shot out onto my white shirt. A gleeful chuckle escaped the Joker's twisted smile at my actions. He lifted his head back while shooting down two more guards heading our way. "Hurry up you stupid girl," he snapped as I pulled out the hand gun from its holder. Standing up I stuck out my tongue teasing. Ignoring me he turned on his heel jogging and I followed instantly. Pulling back the chamber I pulled the trigger at a riot control officer. They were apparently becoming better funded. Not that it mattered I knew Mistah J. knew this asylum inside and out. Looking at his muscular back admiring the cards and HAHAHAHA written there. It all was calling for me in the voices running rampant in my head. Vision blurry I chuckled as I listened to the angels. "My Harley Quinn. Would you die for me?" The past echoing on the walls of my brain. "Yes" the answer was so simple back then. He had laughed knowing it was an easy request. "No...no, would you live for me?" My instant reaction had him cautioning me. That's when I knew he loved me, if he didn't why would he warn me. He knew if I chose this life I'd be his and I'd never be able to escape. Coming back to reality Mr. J had stopped in front of a control room opening the truck bay. Now all we had to do was go home to our MadHouse. My heart was elated.
At the Madhouse
Joker
I busted through the doors of my club and home The Mad House. The staff looked up rapidly as my laugh echoed through the entire establishment. "Boss?!"a few stood up to address me. My wide smile stopped, looking over my shoulder to my doll. "You have got to be kidding me," I grind my teeth together showing off my grill. "My queen is home and no one...not one of you," I cuts off in a giggle, "you didn't get her proper clothes or assistance." I clap my hands in amusement then aim a random shot off in the crowd. Smile gone I glare at the men and they bustle into movement. I grab the sides of my head the voices screaming as I smack my head to try to silence them. Glancing as they brought her upstairs I turn away to go get dressed in more suitable attire. Going into my office it hadn't been touched, smart move.
Harley
Jumping unto the king size bed cover in burgundy and black silk sheets I giggled. "Oh, I've missed silk," I murmured into the fabric. The guards remained posted outside the door. Getting up I tore off the fabric and marched to the bathroom swirling every few steps. The music from the club down starts was seeping through the floor boards. It was pure bliss as I stepped into the marble shower. Twisting the gold plated nozzle the water sprayed down my skin. A throaty moan escaped as the dirt and blood fell down my porcelain skin. Rubbing myself off my tattoos started to shine through the months of grim. Lavender shampoo dragged through platinum locks with pink and blue at the tips. Funny what chemical wash can do to fabrics and hair I giggled gleefully. Shutting off the water I step across the purple rugs rubbing them between my toes. Entering the bedroom my eyes scan for my Puddin' and don't see him. Grabbing a white robe with my name engraved on it I wrap it tightly about my waist and step down through the back door to his office. Walking down the spiral staircase I spot Mistah J sitting over blue prints and plans. Most that had delusional scrawl all over them. Darting my eyes around to see if we were alone I swiftly decend and rest my head into his neck. "Oh Puddin' I've missed you," I whispered sweetly.
Joker
The gentle words grated against my nerves. Wasn't it enough that I saved her sorry ass and now she had to jump right at it. Seething under my teeth I glare at her pure innocent eyes. I hate that look and I stood up out of my chair as she stumbled startled. Falling on her back side I couldn't help but laughs hysterically before having the previous thought halt it. I looked down at the pathetic thing as I gawked wide eyed at her. "Naughty, naughty, naughty, Harley," I whispered. She knelt forward eyes pleading. Another mistake, and I back handed her. The tears started to pool in her eyes and I smirked, "You know you do this to yourself sweet heart. No one is innocent! NO ONE!" The cackles erupted from my body of course none of it made sense to the outside world. It didn't have to, it made sense to me. Turning away I waved my hand dismissing her going back to my plans to corrupt a drug cartel into financial ruin. I heard the foot steps hastily go up the metal stairs. A smirk played across my scarred lips.
