Everything I do is legal, so this is my property- Murder isn't legal! *glares* Fine, since I can't find a way to kill you right now... I don't own this. For now. Is that some kind of death threat- Nope! *smiles innocently*Enjoy this if you want to live.
The main characters were sat at a tall table in the Joker's colorful lair. While Harley Quinn was rummaging around in the kitchen doing… something. The Joker was smiling dreamily at the blonde across from him, and Luna was staring off into space.
Finally Harley seemed to find what she was looking for, and walked out of the kitchen with a very wide smile. She stopped right in front of Luna, and held out a mug. "You like tea, right? So I made you some delicious boiled leaf juice, enjoy!" Quinn smiled innocently and sat the cup in front of the weirdo that somehow captured the attention of Harley's crush.
Luna stared into the cup in wide eyed fascination. Then she picked it up gingerly in her hands, and held it up to the sky -or neon orange ceiling- in wonder. "This magical drink is a breeding ground for Wrackspurts! I must put this somewhere they will not be disturbed."
She then proceeded to drop the mug into the nearest trash can. "Wrackspurts like the dark." Luna said in answer to the stares as she sat back down. The Joker clapped merrily at this. This truly amazing woman had just the right amount of insanity.
Harley's eye twitched, she was so close to getting rid of her rival. This idiot blonde must be either really smart, or completely bat crap crazy. Both are equally dangerous in their own right. Quinn decided to think more on her nefarious plans. Luna needed to go, The Joker was hers.