Jonathan Crane - Chapter Eight Joker's Idea
I storm through the door of the old abandoned warehouse known as my hideout and see a familiar red and black Harlequin costume.
"Where is he Harley?" I growl with Jonathan standing next to me.
She throws an innocent look my way and giggles. "Who? Ya mean Mistah J? Oh he's...around."
Before the wanna be clown can utter another word I grab her by the throat and pin her against a wall. "It'd be in your best interests to tell me, Quinn."
Struggling to breathe, she manages to tell me that Joker is in my 'office'
I drop her carelessly to the ground and send a smile her way.
"Thanks sweets. You're a great help." I say, chuckling as I walk away with Jonathan.
"Tell me, how did you manage to get a job at Arkham when you have criminal convictions." Jonathan asks me.
I turn to him and flash him a smirk. "That, is a story for another day."
We walk into my office to find Joker there sitting down in MY chair. "How can I uh, help you two today?"
I frown. "Cut the shit Joker. You called us here, what do you want?"
Joker raises his hands in defense. "Just trying to make friendly conversation. I, have a uh, proposition of sorts for you two."
"And that would be?" Jonathan speaks up for the first time since we got here.
"Well now, I don't want to give TOO much away, but uh, Johnny boy, the major thing is to lure the Bat out of hiding. Gotham has just gotten too... boring, for my liking.
And I think, we should change that."
"And how do you intend on luring Batman out of hiding?" I question.
Joker flashes an evil grin my way. "Ya see, I'm not really a Planner, of the sorts. I figure, you two can figure out SOMETHING between the two of you."
I roll my eyes. *Of course WE have to do all the god damned work.*
"Mistah J? You in there?" A soft voice calls from the other side of the door.
Joker groans. "What do you want Harley?"
The door opens up and in walks Quinn a nice large purple bruise in the shape of a hand on her throat. I grin at my work.
"That fortune bitch, hurt me." She whimpers, not realizing I'm in the room.
"Well, why don't you take it up with her?" Joker coos mockingly.
Quinn freezes and turns round to see me. "Hiya sweets. Nice little bruise ya got there." I joke.
Harley squeals and runs out of the room faster than you could blink.
"You haven't changed a bit have ya Shannon?" Joker laughs.
I grin and shake my head then walk out of the room, Jonathan trailing behind me.
"What'd he mean by that?" Jonathan asks.
"Hmm? Oh, me and Joker go way back. That's all."
"So what are we going to do, you know, to get the Batman out of hiding."
I shrug. "Just wing it, I guess."