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Chapter 14
Bruce Wayne walked down to his laundry room. Alfred was on vacation and Bruce needed to do some laundry. Only one problem, he had never done his own laundry before. Well, he was Batman, if Alfred could do it so could he!
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"This just end. A man by the name of Marcus Napier was kidnapped from a maximum security prison and was put on tape that was mailed to Dr. Arkham and Commissioner Jim Gordon. We are showing it but we want to warn the people at home that it is extremely graphic."
The video of Artemis came on. The inmates of Arkham Asylum watched as this mysterious Marcus was beaten down to almost unidentifiable. The Joker was sitting on a lunchroom table watching with Scarecrow, Catwoman, and Poison Ivy. The league of super villains had grown after the Scarecrow tried to kill Gotham. The villains got smarter after the Joker terrorized Gotham into insanity. Catwoman and Poison Ivy working together had encouraged women to join the super villain ranks. This table sat the four original M.O.D's at Arkham. That's right kids, the legends all four hung out together at lunchtime and Yard time.
"Man," said Ivy, "I don't know who those kids are but they are brutal. I imagine they will be sitting at this table with us when they finally get caught."
"That is if they get caught," said Catwoman, "who knows, they may be the first to never get caught."
"They are the first teenagers like that I have ever seen," said Crane, "I have met some crazy teens before but these kids seem smart." The Joker was more focused on the tv then that conversation going on between his new friends. He could have sworn his mother told him that man was dead. How in hell was he still alive? Why had Artemis cut the tape before they pulled the damned trigger, just do it and get it over with. Then a thought came to him, his daughter was keeping him in suspense. Will he be showing up in the sequel? He started to laugh a little.
"What's up," asked Catwoman, a.k.a Selene Kyle.
"I know those four," he said with a big grin. He jumped off the table and sat in his chair. "I have a feeling that the sequel is going to be better than the first movie!"
"Joker," said a guard. The Joker looked up curious, what did they want wit him, he wasn't even doing anything. "Your therapist is ready to meet you when you are ready."
"Ooo," said Ivy, "wonder who it is?"
"So do I," said Scarecrow, Dr. John Crane, "the last doctor you had died didn't he?"
"Yup," said the Joker, "he died with a smile on his fa-ce." Catwoman chuckled a bit.
"Well do us all a favor and get rid of this one before he or she wants to talk to me. I'm tired of talking to doctors."
"They're, uh, more interested in their paychecks then what we got to say," said the Joker nodding. He got up and walked over to the guard and followed him to the familiar room. What he said almost made his jaw drop. A pretty young blond girl with blue eyes. She had soft skin and looked good in that semi-short red skirt, a white shirt with loose sleeves and smart black high heels. She was a shopaholic, didn't like to do a lot of walking, and only accepted the best of the best. Well, she got what she wanted, her first patient was certainly one of the best.
He gave her a wicked grin and sat on the couch right next to her. She was a little startled by this, usually people sat two seats away unless they had another person with them, it's not natural to sit so close to a stranger. Then again, nothing about the Joker was natural. She looked down at her clipboard and up at him.
"So," she said, "tell me about yourself. Your history, your likes, dislikes, what it is that gets under your skin, everything that comes to mind." He scanned her again.
"Well, I have quite a bit of history, I think it would take longer than 15 minutes to tell you. As far as my likes. I like gasoline, matches, guns, bullets, and knives. You know what they all have in common? Hmm?" The doctor smiled at him.
"They are easy to get and cheap," she said knowingly. The Joker gave her a bigger grin. He liked her.
"I'm the Joker," he said.
"Doctor Harleen Quinnzel," she responded.
"You know, if you drop an 'en' and a 'zel' you get a Harlequin."
"And if you add a 'y' you get a Harley," she said in a bored tone, "I've heard it before."
"Where your parents hippies," he asked sarcastically and started laughing cruelly. She just smiled at him.
"No," she said, "daddy was a cop and momma was a homemaker."
"What would you say if I gutted them like a couple of fish," he asked.
"Soups up," she said. He gave a genuine laugh and even slapped his knee.
"A girl after my own tastes," he said giving her the biggest smile he could. "Alright," he said, "for amusement I'll tell you a story of mine. I had this wife, you see, who told me I should smile more but she had a, uh, gambling problem. She liked to swim with sharks, till one day she got in too deep. They cut her face open. She started hiding her face from me so I took a blade and did this to my mouth to show her I didn't care about the scars."
Harleen felt tears come to her eyes. "That is possibly the most romantic thing I have ever heard. You cut your own face up to show her you still loved her!"
"Yea, but uh, when I did it, she couldn't stand the sight of me!" Harleen gasped a bit.
"Why? She looked just as bad, she had the same scars, who was she to deny you," she asked. You see, this was Harleen's problem, she couldn't keep work professionally. She grew too close to her patience. This affected her work in two ways.
The first way she was able to help them better, she could emphasize with them, have a better understanding of where they were coming from. This was why her method, while unusual, worked so well, she knew the patient on a personal level and could plan out a way to help them cope and function. When they were able to at least understand how humans should act she could start in helping their problems on a more civil level and it had proven a few times to work.
The second way was she was personal to them and that gave her a large weakness. She cared about those she was closest to and would often times forget herself when she heard someone was hurt in any way. There were times when she had the urge to go after the villain that hurt her friend and tell them what was what. She cared too much and one of these days she was sure that was going to be her downfall. But she did not become a doctor to help herself, she became a doctor to help others, and she felt she was damned good at that.
The Joker looked at her, observing her reaction to the story he was telling. She was getting into it, he had not gun pointed at her, he had no blade to her mouth, all he had were his words. He continued his dramatic 'scar scare'.
"Anyway," he said, "she couldn't stand the sight of me. But on the upside she got to see me smile more before she finally up and left me. And now I'm always smiling." His arms went up in a dramatic gesture. If there was one thing in school he learned it was theatrics. "Now, I have, uh, told you my likes and a little of my story, what was next?"
"You're dislikes." The Joker thought for a moment and Harleen noticed his eyes started to darken. Something was pissing him off.
"I hate money, I hate tattle tales, I hate batman, and I recently found a new hate that I saw on the news," he said slowly. Harleen watched him for a moment.
"What was that dislike," she asked. The Joker looked at her and then at the clock. He gave her a smile and his eyes turned their regular dark brown color.
"Times up," he said getting up. He walked out of the room leaving Harleen in suspense. Who was this man? She heard stories about him from Artemis, Damian, and Joey, she saw the stories on the news, she heard random rumors, but this was the first time she actually met him.
The Joker walked back to the lunchroom and returned to his table. Ivy seemed to have her eyes locked to the TV. They were playing the Marcus Napier tape over and over again and again every time the news started. She had asked them to switch it to several different news stories but it was the same thing. There was something about that Marcus that looked familiar. Catwoman had three cups in front of her and Dr. Crane sat across from her looking irritated.
"I know what this is," he insisted, "you distract me with words while you move the cup around. I've seen this so many times, it's a total sham."
"That is beside the point," she argued, "just pick a cup! The pea is in one and if you win you get the prize!"
"Yes, I know, a get to keep one of the cups, that's great and all Selene but I think I would rather watch that tape on the news again then win a stupid pixie cup that I can get off the line for free."
"This is different," she said, "you get to win a cup! It's just more interesting." The Joker walked up and picked up the middle cup reveling the pea. "How did you know," asked Selene.
"The sun is, uh, shining through the window, you can see the shadow of the pea." He sat down next to Ivy and watched the video again.
"Is it just me," said Ivy, "or is that Marcus guy really familiar?"
"They said he was in a maximum security prison," said Dr. Crane, "probably saw him on the news or something."
"Yea," said Ivy, "maybe."
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Bruce separated all his cloths like he saw Alfred do. He put all the whites in one pile, the darks in another, blacks together, colors together, and lights together. He had four piles of cloths on the floor ready to go. He put his whites in first and looked down at it. It seemed like there were not enough cloths in the washer so put the colors in to.
He took the detergent next and poured half the bottle in. He would put the darks and blacks together so as to save detergent. He saw one sock had a stain on it. He thought back to what Alfred would do so poured all the bleach in. He then put in half the bottle of fabric softener and put a dryer sheet in the washer.
Next came the hard part, turning it on, he pushed a bunch of random buttons before it finally started. He put what was in the dryer, dry towels and a large comforter, and threw it in a pile in the laundry room in a corner. Then he put what was in the washer, more towels and blankets, and stuffed it in the dryer.
I would like to first point out that he did not know what a lint trap was nor had he ever heard the term before.
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Damian was wonderful with computers. He could make a computer do just about anything. He did not spend too much time on them but if you had a question he could answer. He was a natural with electronics and a hacking prodigy. This was lucky for the moment. With Marcus in the basement Artemis wanted the rest of the family to join him.
She also wanted the filming done tonight. He was walking down the street to the court house to pick up a copy of the will. It was easy. He just waltzed in as if he belonged and grabbed a copy of the will from the records room and walked out. No one stopped or questioned in. Gotham should really put higher security up it was ridiculous.
He walked home and looked over it. Sarah Dora Lissa was at the top of the list. Then Mona Lissa, Destiny Lissa, Eric and Ericka Lissa, Martin Lissa, Dale Mort, Justine Lissa Mort, and Finally Kevin Mort. The list wasn't very long but they were the only ones who had any rights to anything. Of course Artemis Napier was on the list. She was suppose to get the house. Well it was hers whether or not the will said so.
Next he looked them up and found out emails, addresses, phone numbers, birth records, and just about anything else you could think of. Apparently Martin Lissa had recently published a book called "The 12 Step Recovery: Belong to Yourself not the Addiction". Damian ordered a copy and planned on giving it to Batman. He laughed at his childish tom foolery.
He then hacked into email accounts and read through them. Apparently they were all gathered together for a family reunion. Damian did his little dance of victory. He printed it up and ran to the livingroom area where Artemis and Damian where watching a stolen TV with stolen cable.
"Man, we should have gotten HD," complained Joey.
"Well, lets go next door and tell them to get it. I want HD cable to," said Artemis.
"You serious?"
"Yes," she said, "as a matter of fact I'm going over there and telling them we are stealing their cable and we demand high definition." She stood up to leave when Damian came bouncing in.
"Okay," he said, "we aren't going to get them today but in a couple of days there is a family reunion and they all sent out R.S.V.P's. They are all going to be in the same place!"
"Who is 'they'," asked Artemis.
"Um, Sarah Dora Lissa, Mona Lissa, Eric and Ericka Lissa, Dale Mort, Justine Lissa Mort, and Kevin Mort."
"Let's see. Sarah Dora Lissa is married to Tommy Dora but Tommy divorced her. She was my mother's sister but then Tommy slept with my mom. Mona Lissa is my mothers oldest sister and she is supposedly the 'favorite' of the family.
Eric and Ericka Lissa are twins that my mother's mother raised, but they are Dale Mort's kids. He was on crack so left them with her. Dale Mort is my uncle on my mother's father's side. Justine Mort is Dale's daughter but she is a scam artest.
Kevin is her son who slept with my cousin Ericka so we don't talk much about him. I believe that Kevin was also Sarah and Tommy's friend from high school but they didn't know they were related until they met at a family reunion.
That list doesn't even touch a third of my family. Just the Mort's and the Lissa's. There is still the O'Neil's, the Recors, the Hurs's, the Keelly's, the Mays, a couple Keelly-May's, and I think there are a couple other familys but I don't even talk to those people.
Well let's get ready kids cause we are going to a reunion!"
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Harleen sat on a bench looking out in the Yard at the inmates just hanging around enjoying being out side for an hour. She wasn't sure what to make of the Joker, but it was only her first meeting with him. She would have a better chance tomorrow to maybe get another story from him. Her thoughts wondered to Artemis Napier. Did Artemis know that her former doctor was now her father's doctor?
Harleen couldn't help but smile when she thought of the Joker. Artemis, Damian, and Joey all shared there horror stories with her but something was missing. They where avoiding telling her something but what? She would ask about the Joker and they would object to talking about it. They told her about it the first time but after that they were very wary of talking about him. She became rather intrigued with the Joker and now she had him.
She watched as the sun went down and saw a couple fire trucks flying across the road. Why? Who cares, she needed to get home without being mugged. She got up and walked out to the parking lot.
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Bruce stood outside his grand mansion and watched as the whole thing burned to the ground. In his hand was a basket of dark pink cloths with blotches of white pink patches here and there. Apparently doing laundry was some serious business that required amazing skills he did not posses.
He heard the fire trucks arrive and everyone quickly ran around trying to put the grand fire out. "Who did this," asked Gordon crawling out of his squad car, "did someone light your house on fire?"
"No," said Bruce blushing furiously. Gordon gave him a questioning look. "I was trying to do laundry but…"
"Oh," said Gordon. He turned around and climbed back in his car and was going to drive away but rolled down the window. "Mr. Wayne, next time, clean out your lint trap."
"What's that," he asked.
"Never mind, leave laundry to whomever it is you hired to do it."
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The Joker sat in his cell thinking. He watched as the guards walked up and down the isle keeping an eye on everyone. His eyes casted to see what Crane was up to. He was reading a book that was no doubt a difficult book to read. Ivy was sleeping and Catwoman was…..dancing to no music? He got up and watched her go. It kinda looked fun!
He got a smile on his face an started imitating her pretending to dance with someone. Catwoman looked over and stuck her tongue out at him childishly. He laughed at her anger and sat aback down. Well, he managed to kill a couple minutes at least, now what to do with the rest of his time. It was turning night out. He saw as the guards left the room to be replaced with others that it was shift change and he walked over to the cell door.
He picked the lock with a lunchroom plastic white spork! He got out and quickly moved down the aisle to the door and opened it. He somehow managed to get outside and picked a couple flowers from the garden. They were red, she was wearing red, she must like that color. He put them in an urn stolen from an unmarked tomb and empty the ashes out of it. He snuck back inside and into Harleen's office. He put the flowers in the urn and left a note that said 'Luv Mistah Jay!' and snuck back to his cell. He managed to slip in and out before the next guards came in.
He smiled to himself, he was so sneaky. He would have left if not for Harleen. She was fascinating to him. He wanted to talk to the woman who seemed to have no fear of him, wanted to get into her head, wanted to have her. The Joker got what he wanted one way or the other.
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Artemis walked down to the park to the reunion she was not invited to. Today she wore her purple cowboy hat with the black cross, her purple pea coat, a pair of black pants that were 50 percent polyester, and her 50 percent satin shirt that was skin tight green. Over it she wore a purple shirt with a black crow on it with its wings spread out wide.
Joey came pimpin a black pin stripe fedora, a white button up shirt, a black jacket, black pants, and converse shoes. He, to, wore 50 percent polyester on nice days. It was the beginning of November and it was a warm 65 degrees out.
Damian wore blue ripped jeans like usual, a white shirt, and a black hat with a giant white M (sponsored by monster energy drink hat). He had a smile plastered to his face. Mayhem and chaos was practically a hobby to him and his friends now. They caused seven car crashes, robbed a convenient store of their money three bottles of soda and muffins, probably killed a few people because of reckless driving, won 30 pedestrian points, stole a wheel chair, and parked in a handicap space without a card. They did all that and before lunch.
Marcus was dressed in a red long sleeved shirt with a white one under it, black torn jeans, and a black vest. He had to wear Damian's cloths. Joey's cloths didn't fit him and they didn't' have time to steal any cloths for him. They had stitched and bandaged him and even let him shower. He cut his long beard down to the goatee and mustache he sported before he went to jail and even cut his hair so instead of having a mass amount of hair almost down to his waist he had it half way down his shoulders and tied back in a pony tail. He was still a prisoner and knew it but he was on several loratabs so didn't really care at the moment. Life was awesome!
The GNN was present which was good. Artemis wanted to make this a live show anyway. They walked over and started asking around for some of the people. Those who were on the will were in the back discussing trading. It was like Christmas time; after you get your presents you go and discuss with you siblings what you would trade of theirs for what you wanted.
The four walked over to the corner and shoved the high Marcus over to his family. Everyone was shocked to see them. Joey pulled out a shotgun to get everyone's attention. Artemis pulled out a blade and made the victims sit down in chairs with Damian behind her with a gun.
"Hey, guys, look this is a private party that the rest of you need to leave. The news can stay though!"
Everyone looked at him like he was crazy. Artemis turned around and pulled out her shot gun and shot one of her family members. Dug O'Neil was just minding his own business when suddenly his niece twice removed from his grandfather's sister in law shot him. He looked over at his daughter Carol before his head dropped dead on the table. Everyone screamed and pandemonium broke out. They all ran in different directions! The news crews were filming the whole epidemic! News reporter Tasha Bane ran forward and started asking Joey questions.
"Why are you doing this, inquiring minds want to know," she said shoving the mike in Joey's face.
"Well, Tasha, it was Artemis's idea really. You see we are here to kidnap her family for taking her mothers stuff after she died. We are really looking forward to having a good time," he said it as if this was just a lighthearted news report.
"Well, Joey, we certainly hope so to and we are here broadcasting live at Gotham City Park the family reunion of Jessica Napier, who was killed by the Joker a month ago, tell us Joey, what do you think we can expect?"
"We are probably going to see some torture, probably going to kill a few people like we did Dug over there."
"How do you know Dug?"
"Artemis is his niece twice removed on his grandfather's sister in laws side."
"Tell me, where you guys invited to the reunion?"
"No, not really Tasha, we just sorta came busting in and interrupted. We thought it was really convenient that those on the will were all in one place so took advantage of it."
"And there you have it. Four victims of the Joker are here at this large family reunion to kidnap, torture, and maybe even kill a few people. When the rest of the panicking family leaves we will be right back to show what is going on."
"Thank you Tasha Bane, we be back with you when you are ready to show, in other news it's the time of year when the birds go south for the winter," said Grant Grey, the indoor anchor man.
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Everyone groaned. Arkham Asylum had been watching TV all day waiting for this story. It was the hot topic all day yesterday when they saw no results of another. Harleen, the inmates, a few other doctors, and all the day time guards were in the lunchroom. Bets were placed, popcorn made, soda's served, and loonies in at their usual tables.
"Hey," shouted Joker, "can I, uh, get some of those sour patch candy's? I, uh, don't want that bullshit Sour kids brand."
"We don't have any," shouted the lunch man.
"Then what doyou have," he said with a dark look in his eyes.
"We have raisin's covered in chocolate!" The Joker hissed, he didn't like raisins.
"What else," he snapped.
"We have Bottle caps!"
"TOO sweet!"
"Butterfinger Mini bars!"
"How about Twizlers?"
"We aren't aloud to have those anymore! Not sense you strangled that guard with a Twizler!"
"What about, uh, Nerds then!?"
"Yea! We have Nerds! Is that what you want!?"
"Yes," shouted the Joker waving his hands up. The lunchman threw the box across the room and hit Dr. Crane in the back of the head by accident. John hissed in pain and the Joker laughed hysterically. He walked over and picked up his Nerds and sat back on the table still giggling.
"Shut up," mumbled Dr. Crane rubbing his head.
"Watch your head," mocked the Joker.
"Stop," he snapped.
"Revenge of the Nerds," laughed the Joker. Ivy and Catwoman snickered.
"SHUT UP OVER THERE THE STORY IS BACK ON," shouted someone in the crowed. The Joker turned around and stood up on the table with spork in hand.
"Who said that," he said glaring at the room. Everyone fell in silent fear. "That's, uh, what I thought." He sat back down on the table with his eyes to the screen.
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Artemis stood in front of the camera with eight people all lined up tied to chairs. "Hey there," she said waving. "We have part two of the video! Best of all we are doing it live. Tasha Bane has agreed to film it as long as she gets interview time."
"So," said Tasha, "tell me Artemis. Who are these eight people behind us. Now I see the line starts with Marcus."
"That's right, Tasha, we were going to kill Marcus but then we decided that we had bigger better things before we kill him. This here is Sarah, she took my mother's furniture. That is Eric and his twin sister Ericka, Dale, Mona, Justine, and Kevin."
"Wow, that is quite the family collection you have there," said Tasha looking in the camera."
"Thank you Tasha."
She turned toward her victims and put on a blind fold and pulled out what looked to be a nail gun. Everyone watched intently as she blindly aimed the nail gun at the victims. She pulled the trigger and got Mona right in between her eyes. She gave out a dying scream. Artemis pulled her blind fold down and looked slightly disappointed. "Aw," she said, "I didn't want to kill anyone just yet!"
She then aimed at them only this time she was not blind folded. Her gun stopped on Kevin. His breath quickened as she aimed it down at his side. She pulled the trigger and he screamed with pain. It was Damian's turn! He bounced up on the stage and took the gun. He aimed it at Ericka. He pulled the trigger but Eric jumped in the chair he was tied to and got between her foot and the nail. It got him in the throat and he laid breathing shallowly at his twin sisters feet. She looked down at him yelling out his name and crying.
Artemis cocked her head a bit and so did the Joker. That was not really a normal thing for humans to do. "That was a big 'fuck you' to your theory on humans right there Joker," said Dr. Crane. The Joker closed his candy box and threw it at John's forehead.
Joey was up next and he aimed at Justine. No one made a move and he shot her in the ankle. She cried out in pain but everyone just looked at her. "She had that comin'," mumbled Kevin.
"Why do you say that," asked Artemis.
"You remember that guy she was seeing, Mark?"
"Yes."
"Well she told Mark that she heard from me that Justine was cheating on her. She called me up and I was like 'I don't know what you are talking about' than she called up Jessica crying how her relationship was failing and how he was such a bad guy."
"Oh yea, mom mentioned it to me once, she was like leeching off of him and saying he was only after her money."
"Haha what money," asked Joey.
"Exaclty," said Mona, "we is poe' folks. We ain't gots no money yo."
"Did you know she once scammed me out of 500 dollars," said Ericka, "seriously, she told me she wanted to make a car payment."
"She told me that same thing last year," said Artemis, "what was she using all that money on."
"Drugs," said Kevin angrily. Artemis walked over to Mona who looked up at her. Artemis plunged one of her knives into her arm and she was in so much pain she couldn't make a noise.
"Fucking bitch," said Artemis walking away.
"Poor girl's got a dysfunctional family," said Harleen. The MOD of Arkham turned around and she walked over to where they were sitting. The Joker moved over and she sat in the spot he once occupied. She leaned over to him and silently whispered "No offense Joker."
"What," he asked blinking a bit.
"I know all about Artemis," she said, "she Joey and Damian were patience of mine last month. Eventually Artemis came to grips with the fact that she didn't want help and the others finally realized that to and stopped coming to see me. They were waisting there money and my time anyway so I told them 'if you want help come see me next week if not don't bother to show up' and they left."
"Well, I knew they were, uh, seeing you weekly. I had no idea how much they, uh, told you."
"Doctor Patient Confidentiality."
"You just broke that," he said smiling and looking up at the TV.
"Yea," she said, "yea I guess I did. They aren't my patience anymore though. What were you doing in my office last night?" The Joker just smiled. She shook her head and looked up at the TV. It wasn't that she didn't like the flowers. She loved flowers. But if the guards were to find out he was getting in and out of his own cell….well….then she couldn't see him anymore.
Not to much more really happened. Artemis, Damian, and Joey tortured them a bit, killed Mona by setting her on fire, then put her out, then lit her up again. Justine soon had so many nails and knives in her she bled to death, Kevin had a plastic bag suffocating him for a bit then finally Artemis gutted him and left him to die. Sarah was strung up on a tree and strangled to death. Ericka was shot in the mouth. Than batman showed up to save the day and ruin the entertainment. They all shot at him and he ducked behind a table trying to avoid bullets and they grabbed Marcus and ran back for the van.
Tasha stood in front of the camera with batman in the back ground bleeding to death trying desperately to crawl back to his car without dying but was slipping in his own blood. "And there you have it," said Tasha, "a family reunion after the death of a dear member. Thank you and good night."
"Thank you Tasha Bane. Now let's move on to sports."
"I hate how Batman has to reign on everyone's parade," said Ivy in a bored tone.
"I just hate him," said John Crane.
"You all only hate him because he put you here," said Harleen rolling her eyes.
"Easy for you to say," said Catwoman, "you are here by choice."
"Well, true, but still I'm sure you wouldn't hate him as much if he didn't bother you," said Harleen.
"I bet you would hate him if he put you here," said Ivy.
"I bet you are right," said Harleen smiling.
"Women," said Crane shaking his head, "their nuts."
"Which is why I, uh, like them so much," said Joker with a smile, "you more of a backdoor bird?"
"I hate you," said Crane staring at the wall. The Joker laughed at John's misery.
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Alright so last time I told half truths but whatever! Hope you enjoyed the extra long chapter!
