The next day Frost delivered my phone to us. I had left it behind. I lay in bed with Joker and Harley as I checked to make sure nothing had been tampered with. I came to a video and pushed play. All it showed was a blurred image but then I heard a repeat of last night's conversation: Mistah J...carry me...I don't wanna-"

My eyes widened in shock and I looked at Joker and Harley who were listening to my drunk self ramble on. They both laughed and Harley playfully mocked me. "Oh Mistah J! HAHAHAHA!"

I buried my face in my hands and groaned. "Oh lord! Why?!" I had NEVER called him that before!

"You really said that! "Carry me!" Hahaha Kitten that was adorable!" She reached over with her foot and pushed my hands away from my face.

"Nooooo! It's embarrassing!" I rolled over and hid my face in my pillow. Just then I noticed the cold air and sat up abruptly ducking my head under my chest, I sat back up. "Where! R my! Clothes!"

"I'm afraid you left them at the club!" Joker grinned.

I hugged the covers around my legs and arranged my hair to cover my breasts. "Have I...been like this all night?"

"No, my dear."

I stared at him waiting for him to continue.

"Only since early this morning! And it is now 4 pm. Would you have rather slept in your dress?" He questioned, holding his hand up to his face.

I pressed my lips together in an embarrassed rage that was gone as quickly as it came. I sighed. "No...I wouldn't."

"Kitten stop worrying!" Harley held out her hand, motioning for me to join her next to Joker. "You're gonna catch cold!"

I looked at them wearily, knowing that neither of us was wearing so much as a thong. This is beyond my comfort level.

"Come on, like a good Kitten! Mistah J won't bite!" Harley promised, resting her hand across his tattooed chest.

Looking at him doubtfully I began, "I think I'll..."

Joker reached out and gently grabbed a handful of my hair at the back of my neck. He didn't pull but it was a warning. I sighed, giving in and lay next to him, getting warmer as he arranged the covers around us, one arm around Harley, his hand at her waist, the other around me, stroking my hair. I rest my head on his shoulder and listened to his breathing, eventually falling asleep again as I got warm and his scent drifted around me.

Joker's voice woke me. He was trying to wake Harley. "Time to wake up!" He spoke with a deep husky voice, having just woken up himself. I didn't move, hoping he wouldn't try waking me to. I was subconsciously aware of Joker removing his hand from my shoulders but didn't think nothing of it and tried to sleep more that is until I heard Harley's gentle laughter turn to screams. My eyes flashed open to see he had his back to me. I sat up to find out what was going on; he was tickling her. Instantly I was safely out of his reach.

"NOOO PUDDING STOP! KITTEN HELP ME! GET HIM! NO!" She screamed. She was trying to kick him away but he must have anticipated that and had wrapped his legs around hers, immobilizing her so she couldn't escape.

I didn't move. Joker paused and Harley tried to distract him from continuing with a passionate kiss. "Normally I adore evil!" She smiled, having to twist around to face him cause her back was to him. "But that wasn't evil! That was cruel!"

"Don't forget who you are dealing with Harls! When daddy says it's time to get up-!"

"Ok ok I'm up! No...more!" Harley laughed and squirmed helplessly as Joker moved his hands to her waist again. She grabbed them trying to pry herself loose.

"Me to." I shuddered. Out of all the ways to wake someone up! "Oh great! I have to pee!" I tried to sprint to the bathroom but ended up stumbling in a way that made me wonder if I was still tipsy.

When I came out Harley was calling me again. They both were still right where I had left them. I sat on the foot of the bed. "Yes?"

"He only woke me up to cuddle!" Harley pouted from where she still lay trapped in Joker's arms. "I don't want to cuddle!"

I gave her a disbelieving look. "Yes you do!"

A smile broke out on her face. "Yeah I do!...but now I have to pee! Switch with me!" She begged.

My eyes widened in shock and I stood up. "No way!" I backed up shaking my head furiously.

"Kitten pleeeeeeaaaase!" Harley begged as Joker nuzzled her neck.

I sighed. "I can try to free you BUT I am NOT switching with you..." At my words Joker gave me a warning look of don't you dare! I decided to change tactics from straight up aggressive too passive aggressive. "Harley," Calmly I handed her a pillow that had fallen on the floor. "PILLOW FIGHT!"

Harley grabbed the pillow and brought it down on Joker's head. I jumped in, grabbing a pillow for myself and lunged between the two, shoving the pillow in his face to block his vision. "Go Harley!"

Harley ran for the bathroom; I had hoped to follow her but someone had a hold of my tail. Instantly I fell limp, barley managing an attempt at prying his hand off.

"Well, well, looks like you DID switch places after all! So while you're laying there let's have a little chat shall we?"

I froze, not liking the sound of this.

"Yes, about your behavior last night! I do not approve of your open rebellion! Keep testing me and I might just have to take something of yours!" He threatened, getting face to face with me.

I struggled to remain calm and said, "I'm not as effective without my weapons-" it was the only thing I owned so...

"I was not referring to your knives. Keep those but next time you disobey me...how's loosing your virginity sound?" He asked with a crazy smile.

My eyes widened and I tried to move. "Please let go!" I pleaded desperately.

Instead he slipped his free arm under me and pulled me close. I panicked and squeezed my legs together, and tried to block my entrance with my hands. My instincts were screaming at me to do something but I didn't. I was hoping Harley would come out now and see this and do something!

"No! Don't! Harley-!" I cried but my scream was muffled by his hand and she must not have heard it or thought we were horse playing. I let out a muffled mew.

Joker just shushed me gently and grabbed something off the bedside table, fastening it around my neck. It was a small collar made of diamonds that said KITTEN across the front. After it was in place he rolled me over on my back and towered over me. No way did he miss me glancing downwards fearfully. My heart was in my throat! He looked me in the eyes and said, "You belong to me!" I didn't protest and flinched as he firmly placed a kiss on my forehead. I was to scared. And I was so relieved when he left me alone to join Harley in the bathroom. Part of me almost died right there! I tried to take the collar off but it was held together with a tiny lock. And guess who has the key?

When Harley opened the bathroom door she noticed right away that I was gone. "Kitten? Huh she must have gone back to her room." She turned around. "It's just us now!"

Joker allowed himself a successful grin.

I was in my room at my vanity looking at the collar in the mirror. I could easily pry it off with my knife but it would be obvious that I had tampered with it; I wasn't going to risk getting in trouble so I tried to forget about it as I shakily put on some sweat clothes and fuzzy socks.

"Calm down! Calm down! Calm down!" I told myself repeatedly as I put in my ear buds and sat on the floor to work on my worlds biggest puzzle. I played the song Lost Boys by Ruth B. and put my phone in my front pocket as I leaned over my puzzle and got to work. I had my katana which was named after my Sensei, resting across my lap. I felt safer now that he was with me through the weapon he had entrusted to me on his death bed. When Lost Boys ended I switched to Lindsey Stirling. Nothing could reach me now; the incident with The Joker had scared me so bad I had retreated into myself and was unaware of anything happening around me. To be sure I was undisturbed I had locked my door and pushed my dresser in front of it. Bud the hyena was scratching at it, trying to get in but I didn't hear him.

It almost felt like I was back to square one in the laboratory where I sat alone in my sanitized room. A mattress in the corner with white blankets that got replaced daily. In front of me was a puzzle. Not as big and glorious as the one I had now but I had been determined to finish it. I got fed healthy meals three times a day and was bathed every other day. When they wanted to give me medication or test something out on me they would hook me up to an IV, put me in a glass tube with an oxygen mask and fill it up with warm water. It helped me stay calm while I was given injections and they could monitor my heart rate. They kept me in there for hours and fed me fed me through the IV. One time my monitor started beeping and the scientist looked up to see me convulsing. I had a negative reaction to the meds and they had to take me out and treat me right away. I was sick for a whole week after.

I felt like that now. I pulled my duffle bag out from under my bed and took a handful of hundred dollar bills, shoving them in my sweat pants pocket and kicked the bag back where it had been. I strapped my katana on and leaped out the window, leaving my cell behind.

Call the doctor! Call the doctor! There must be something wrong with me! He's a monster...