Sorry I forgot to do my disclaimer so here it is! I don't own Suicide Squad! Just Crystal! She's mine! Also these are going to start out as short stories. I took real life experiences and turned them into fictional scenarios to make them more exciting! Just so you know I have not experienced all the scenes you will see here so don't worry! I'm fine!

Oh Home Sweet Home, Till Death Do Us Part!

On the outside it looked like a rundown warehouse. On the inside it was a mansion of sorts.

Harley set me down and as she was enjoying the moment of returning home by stealing a kiss from Joker, I looked around wondering if this was really home or something different. A job or another prison.

What am I supposed to do with myself now? I glanced at the odd couple. They had stopped kissing but they're heads still touched and he was whispering sweet nothings to her. I sat down, feeling awkward, like a third wheel. Just great; this is my life now!

I went exploring and found Joker's weapons room. It was so fascinating; full of knives and guns I had never seen before all mounted on the walls or in cases! Some were a little too gruesome for my tastes. When I finished looking I went back to find Harley.

Joker had taken her to the lavishly decorated living room with a bearskin rug and huge pit of a fireplace where they sat on the huge couch, her head resting in his lap. When it didn't look like any clothes would be coming off I wondered in after them, returned to my first form, and stole the blanket off the armrest, covering myself before the Joker saw. Harley noticed me first.

"Hey Kitten! Do ya like the place? Big enough for ya?"

I nodded.

"She's the same stray you picked up?" Joker asked, eyeing me with cold unblinking eyes.

I looked down to make sure my breasts were not showing but he was only intrigued by my eyes.

"That's her! Ain't she pretty? You said the cops told you your 18 right?"

I nodded.

"She didn't know her own age?" Joker reached a hand out to me. I stared, unmoving, my tail bristling with uncertainty, eyes rounded. I was trying to get a read on this guy. I don't think I can trust him. I've never trusted any guy other than my Sensei. I shook my head slightly to answer his question.

Joker took his hand back as Harley explained. "She's really shy."

So now I live with the Joker and Harley Quinn at their secret lair.

"Oh Kitten! Mistah J had your things brought in from the prison!"

Oh thank God! Harley showed me where I'd be staying and I got the feeling that Joker was trying to impress me. In the room that was to be known as mine was the biggest bed I had ever seen! Hard wood floors, exotic colors everywhere and fluffy rugs! I even had a window seat covered in fluffy pillows! Joker also got me an untraceable iPhone of the newest upgrade that wasn't even on the market yet with his and Harley's numbers already in the contacts just in case I needed anything.

I opened the doors to my walk-in closet; a whole new wardrobe! "Oh my gosh!" My eyes widened as the first thing I saw was a traditional red Japanese dress with pink flowers with gold stems and leaves. I took it down, gushing over how smooth the silk felt. "Wow! Is this real?!" I turned around.

"Sexy!" Harley commented. "Put it on!"

I did and turned to look in the mirror. I smiled, loving how it fit me just right. I turned to Harley.

"Kitten! You look like a princess!" Scanning the closet shelves she soon found the jewelry section. She selected a set of gold earrings. "Here! Wear these too!"

I looked doubtfully at the shiny swirling earrings. "Um Harley I can't wear earrings!"

"Oh why not?! They totally match! And I can pierce your ears for you-!"

"Harley!" I interrupted politely. "My ears are too thin to pierce! They'd rip!"

Harley looked closely at my ears and frowned, seeing how easily the light could shine through them. "Oh, you're right. Shit!" She sat down, thinking for a moment. "Maybe you could wear clip-ons!"

"Probably too heavy." I started walking down the rows of shelves, looking at all the other jewelry. I picked a neckless made out of ivory pearls.

"Hey that looks cute!"

"Really?" I smiled as I adjusted it around my neck, looking at myself in the mirror.

"Yeah, now you should try some makeup! Oh!" Harley jumped up and ran out of the room.

"Uh wait!" I said, following her hesitantly. "I don't wear makeup!"

"I see that! Don't worry; I'll take care of ya!"

"Nooooo!" I groaned.

"Oh come on Kitten! You'll look gorgeous!"

(I have a lot done! I'm just double checking myself.)