Did i ever put a disclaimer in this? Well, if not..
DISCLAIMER: Quegalfreshbreath and I own nothing except for the teens.
Chapter 8
The rouges were there waiting for the five of them and Joker smiled his red painted lips, looking up at them with sparked eyes. "Ready for the first order of business, Jacky?" he asked and Jack's lips came up in the corners with a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach as he gave a faint nod. The Joker chuckled a bit and turned to Harley and Ivy. "Have fun shopping and pick us up something nice." Then he and Jack disappeared into the darkness of the narrow alley way.
The other nine watched them go, until Harley squealed, "Let's go shop till we drop!"
"Yay!" Emmy giggled hopping after her, while Chanel, Haley, Ever, and Ivy just followed the two of the reluctantly. The boys, Jonathan, Eddie, and Jarvis gave each other looks of anticipation that this would not go well. Harley jumped into the driver seat, with Ivy on her passenger side.
"Everybody's seat belts on?" she asked glancing back at them and they all shrugged, strapping the belts in place. "We're off!" Harley sang as she started the car and sped down the streets, the car jerking about in risky movements.
Ever held onto the arm rest and Haley held onto her arm and the seat behind her to keep them both steady. Edward had wrenched his fingers into the headrest of the seat, eyes blood-shot and frenzied. Chanel who was in the seat in front of him was cackling at his face, the perfect level between survival mode and perpetual fear. Emmy had her hands in the air wee-ing and Jarvis looked amused, but frightened.
Ivy, used to her friend's homicidal driving, just sat calmly in the passenger seat staring a head at the road, until Jonathan began to scream at her. "Tree…tree…PERSON!" she twisted her head in his direction in a poised manner and a hissing growl slithered through her mouth. That shut him up and he glared out the window beside him.
"Hey," Emmy turned to Chanel who stopped chuckling and smiled at her. "You think of a name yet? All this screaming should give you an idea or two." Chanel looked up at the ceiling thinking, with her tongue peeking out the side of her mouth.
"I got it! Stitch!" Jonathan had been listening to their conversation turned to her raising an eyebrow. Stitch?
"Wait, Stitch, like the alien thing from Disney?" Emmy asked with a confused look. Chanel shook her head laughing and rustling her hair. Such a cute kid.
"Stitch, as in stitches you get when you gots a cut. I love 'em, got a tattoo of one right here." She jabbed the upper part of her left boob with her thumb. Emmy's eyes widened with Crane's at this new feature about Chanel.
"You have a tattoo? Lemme see!" Chanel smiled and hooked her pointer finger around her collar and drew it down a bit and to the left. There on her white skin was a long black stitch tattoo with realistic touches of red, as if it had just carelessly been stitched on a minute ago. Emmy gawked and a proud smirk came onto the tattooed girl's face. Crane closed his eyes and turned away, regretting that he had caught a glimpse of it. "So cool!"
"Yeah, got it in 8th grade. Got one on my waist line too." Before she could ask if Emmy wanted to see that one too, the car came to a sudden stop and they all plunged forward into the objects in front of them.
"Here we are!" they looked up at the little costume store, rectangular built with a depressing wave to it. A store that had been ransacked many times. "Here's where we all get our costume material and then later I'll take them to our 'clothing specialist'." Harley grinned back as she got out the van. The rest, besides Ivy, Emmy, Chan, and Jarvis, mumbled and groaned about how close they had come to death. "Suck it up ya pansies, time to shop!"
Jack followed the Joker down the street at what he thought was a safe distance. So far, his mentor had told him a few….er…interesting things in the art of hobo genocide. "First, you act like your going to put money in their cans," Joker told him, approaching a pitiful looking homeless man in holed flannels with a stringy beard. The man must have either been high or deliriously insane because he looked Joker in the face and extended a chicken noodle soup can. Joker smiled and then pressed a gun into the man's forehead.
Jack gawked in disbelief. The clown turned round to give him a wink. "Then you pull out a shot gun and then BANG!" Joker shot the poor man in the head and he fell over staring out, arm still extended with an empty bloodied can. You pay them with a bullet to the head ain't that swell Jacky-meh-boy?" The clown draped an arm over Jack's shoulder and the frightened teen gave a very stiff nod. "Good now it's your turn."
Joker handed Jack the shot gun and Jack blinked, shaking. "I…I can't." He said in a hesitant manner. The Joker cocked his head to the side and put his arm around Jack's neck, this time as a strangle rather than a somewhat embrace.
"You see Jacky, when I say it's your turn I mean it's your turn. As an apprentice you have to listen to your mentor or else…" his grip tightened on Jack's neck, and he began sputtering coughs and craving breath. "Things get a little uncomfortable. Do you see now, Jack?" Jack nodded turning blue. Joker smiled and released him. "Good, now go on, there's a fresh one right there. Not a hobo but still a keeper, eh." He nodded his head towards a woman carrying Marshals bags.
Jack caught his breath with a series of choking coughs and aimed at the unknowing female. His smile went a bit lack as he said, "Sorry" under his breath and took the shot….
Edward ducked under isle five. Or it was isle five until it was pushed on its side by a very giddy Harley Quinn, Chanel, and Emmy. Pandemonium haunted the store now. The females, plus Hatter and the exception of Ivy, had run amongst the place now.
It had begun when they had all collected their material. The man at the cashier desk had told them the price. Harley raised an eyebrow and threw her head back with a laugh. Then she took out a very shiny (and loaded) pistol and pointed it to the man's chest. "I have a good idea! Why don't ya get in that closet over there while we trash the place?"
The man eyed her gun fearfully and relented, moving to the closet at the back of the store. Harley turned to the other villains and villains-in-training with a devious grin. "Let's raid the store! Take what you want! Just throw it in a bag and make as much turmoil as possible!" Harley was determined to get it across that she was the fun aunt like Uncle J was the fun uncle.
"Yay!" Chanel and Emmy shouted clapping their hands as they grabbed spools of fabric and let them run off to the ground. Ever and Haley exchanged a look, deciding on whether they should join or not. They then slammed carts into each other, both making up their minds that fun would be more practical at the moment. Ivy sat on the cashier desk observing the whole scene with a humored grin.
Jonathan Crane just watched incredibly amused by the destruction taking place. Hatter and Emmy sung as they broke clay selves and tore silk sheets to shreds. Chanel surprised Crane by draping heavy layers of fabrics in varying shades of purple that she though would look 'sooooo cute' on him. In response he threw them at her and threatened to spray her with toxin.
Haley slid across the tiled floors on a make believe magic carpet, grabbing Riddler from the tight space between the floor and shelf of isle five that imprisoned him and bought him along for the ride. Ever took to shoving thread in the owner's mouth while Harley and Chanel tied him together. Yes hell had broke loose in the store.
When they were done, they filed back into the van. "Everybody have fun?" Harley asked as she began to put the key in the ignition. She could see Edward, Jonathan, Haley and Ever double strap their seat belts and nod. She smiled. "Okay time to go home!"
Hey everybody! Well honestly this was Quegal's chapter. I put nothing into this except for some random bits of advice and part of the idea. She put it all into words so *stadium cheer* "yay Que!"
Poor Jack, being all corrupted by the Joker... One can only wonder how he is going to handle killing for the first time. Reviews? Yes!