Hey guys!
I'm Baaaaack!
Explanations and apologies at the end of the story!
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"Mistah J!" Harley giggled as I tickled her sides. We only woke a few minutes ago but our childish moods from last night still remained. The shock of my girlfriend being a virgin had quickly left my system and all was back to normal. As normal as we can get!
"Please?" I begged, making my eyes grow large and watery.
"Puddin,"
"Just one last time?"
"Okay, Okay! But this is the last one!" Harley huffed as she threw the blanket off us and started to lift her tank top. Sliding down her body, I gently lie between her legs and stare at her tattoo. Careful not to hurt her, I trace the black outlines with my finger. Words couldn't describe how I felt about this tattoo, every time I looked at it my heart would swell up and my blood quickly rushes threw my veins. The scars on my face would pull, tugging my lips into a giant smile. Bending down I place my lips on the ink and softly lay kisses on her skin, making Harley purr a little. Her skin is so hot and smooth under my body, causing my morning glory to rise even more. Down boy! Worried that my growing erection would scare her, I quickly moved off my girlfriend and lay by her side.
"Finch wants to talk to you" Harley spoke quietly as she rose from the bed. I haven't seen any other henchmen since I left with Jinx and Jackson.
"Yeah babe, what about?" I asked my girlfriend as I watch her change into her sweats.
"Dunno Puddin, he just said he wanted to talk to you as soon as you come back from your trip," Harley smiled sweetly then moved to the stairs. "Right, I'm off to do some training. Have fun with your evil plans Puddin!"
"Bye Harl" I smile hearing the blonde skipping to the gym in a cheery mood. My mind soon changed to my henchman. Finch barley had any problems that he needed to tell me and now this was worrying. Getting out of bed, I pull my clothes on from last night and made my way out the bedroom. My make-up was a little scruffy but it was nothing major I couldn't deal with.
Stepping out onto the 37th floor, many of my henchmen looked at me with shock while others smirked at little. Choosing to ignore them for now, I scan the room to see that Pluto was the only member of the 'originals' around. Walking up to the man, I noticed him gaze at me and quickly turn his head away.
"Pluto?"
"Yes Boss?" The man answered with low eyes and a quiet voice.
"Where's Finch?" I ask with my voice laced with annoyance. I watch as the shaky man raised his trembling arm and pointed to a door. Suddenly a loud shot rang though the room and the door swung open with many men running for their lives.
"I SWEAR MAN, HE HAS LOST IT!" Someone shouted.
"HE'S GONNA KILL SOMEONE WITH THAT THING!" Another man yelled. Turning back, I look at Pluto only for him to shrug his shoulders at me. Sighing deeply, I make my way across the room and popped my head into the doorway.
The room was a state with bullet holes in everything. All the walls, the tables, chairs and sofas, everything was ruined. Goose feathers covered the floor from where cushions have been shot in rage and in the middle of all the chaos sat Finch with a gun in his hand, huffing and puffing. I've taught him well! Closing the door behind me, I walk over and sit in front of the henchman.
"Duck season?" I asked as I picked and feather from my leg. Finch's eye peer up at me with such venom as his face turned dark.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He spat. I don't usually let someone talk to me like this but its Finch, never had a problem with him before so ill let him off... just this once!
"Tell you what? Are you jealous that Jinx and Jackson got to kill Milo and yank while you stayed behind?"
"No, that isn't it!"
"What, your favourite soap opera ended?"
"NO!"
"Then why are you shooting the place up? It's not like you got your ass kicked by Harley!" As my laughter filled the room, my eyes gazed upon my henchman. His movements stopped and his eyes deepened with rage. Grabbing his gun, Finch fired three shots into the ceiling.
"HE'S GONE CRAZY AGAIN!" I heard a scared henchman scream from the other room. Whoa! Ok, something has happened. Before I could question his reaction, Finch threw his gun to the side and rose up from the floor.
"I have never seen anything like it before," He said as he threw his hands to the air. "I am one of the best fighters around!"
"What are you talking about Finch?" My anger rose as he began to march around the room. I don't have time for his tantrum, I have plans I needed to work at.
"You really don't know, do you?" Finch questioned my confusion in which I replied with a shrug. "Come with me" Finch demanded and I followed the fighter out the room. The path to the elevator was clear as many henchmen hid from us while others simply stayed to the side of the room.
When the doors of the 42nd floor rushed open, upbeat music filled my ears. I could feel the bass tickling my feet as Finch led me towards the gym. Throwing the door open, the music became louder as we stepped in. Shock consumed my whole body as I saw a battle unfold before me. There were six henchmen dotted around the room, getting their ass beat by my girlfriend. She was amazing, throwing a punch here, landing a kick there and back flipping to another victim. The boys weren't making it easy for her but she could handle it.
"We had a one to one session the other day," Finch said next to me, his eyes pinned on Harley. "She kicked my ass. No one has ever beaten me like that before, let alone a girl!"
"You taught her this?
"No. I taught her how to punch and kick properly, she did the rest. She's handy with a pair of guns too" A loud scream filled our eyes as we saw a poor man land in front of us completely broken.
"Mistah J!" Harley squealed as she clapped the dust off her hands.
"Everybody out!" I yelled causing all the henchmen, including Finch to scatter out the room. Turning to Harley, I see her gaze turn to worry and sadness.
"What's wrong Puddin?"
"What's wrong? What the hell was that Harl?"
"My Training..."
"You tell me that you learnt that in a week! I don't think so Harl!"
"What are you trying to say, a woman like me can't be a good fighter?"
"Don't play the women's right act with me darling!"
"I'm not but what's wrong with me being a better fighter than you Pudding?"
"Did you hear that?" I hear a small whisper come from the door.
"Yeah man, she just totally burned The Joker!" Said another from the door. Turning back to my girlfriend, I begin to walk to her and laugh.
"Oh Harley. My little Harlequin, who do you think you're kidding? You are nothing!" My voice laced with venom as my words pour out my mouth. Strings of tears are flowing from her usually bright blue orbs. "You are my little doll. I say jump, you do it WITHOUT question! Is that understood? Can your peanut sized brain process that?"
"Yes Mistah J" Great she's not even looking at me now, think I when a bit over board on this one. Placing my hand under her chin, I pull her face up to mine.
"And Harley?"
"Yes?"
"Don't call me Puddin" I winked. My girlfriend's face lit up with realization and joy. What, do you really think I would be that much of a jerk to my girlfriend?
CRASH!
BANG!
"I'm sorry Puddin!"
"STOP CALLING ME PUDDING!"
BANG!
CRASH!
BOOM!
"Jesus Christ, he's killing her in there!" A henchman stuttered as him and a group of other Henchmen stared at the door to the gym.
"What should we do?"
"We should help her man!"
"No way bro! The Joker would kill us for sure!"
CRASH!
"Please Mistah J, anything but that!"
"You lot keep it quiet out there before I come out there!"
CRASH!
BANG!
"He means it man! RUN!" A Henchman screamed as they all legged it to the stairs. Peeking out the door, me and Harley breathed a sigh of relief. Throwing my arm around the girl, I pull her close and smile.
"You ready for your first job kiddo?"
I knew that tonight would be safe for her, the most she would do is run into a GCPD officer but she can handle it. I rang around earlier today and learnt that Bane, Two-Face, Freeze and Ivy were all out tonight so the GCPD would have their hands full, too full for a little jewellery shop robbery. I stayed in the car parked upfront with a hat and Mack on. Harley has been in there for about ten minutes now but there was no need to worry, she had her phone and with one click, the boys would be in there.
Alarm bells rang out and I jumped in my seat to peer out the window. Sure enough, Harley came running to the car with a very large sack. Jumping into the driver's seat, Harley punched it and we sped off as the store exploded. We laughed wildly as loud music filled our ears.
'I know what I am
I'm your villain
I don't give a damn
I'm your villain
Because serious
You're so serious'
"Hey Harley, why so serious?" We laughed as she raced through the streets of Gotham, loving every second. A bloke can get use to this!
Right, first of all:
SORRY!
I have recently moved half way across the country so everything has been put on hold mainly due to waiting for the internet but I am back now and I have got lots of new ideas. Thank you to everyone that have been patient with me and the story but I'm back so panic over.
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Ziqwip: healthy as Harley lol, thanks for the concern XD
partypenguina3: Thanks for the review and yes I have noticed I do that due to my Dyslexia but I am always open to comments concerning spelling/grammar mistakes so if you or anyone else notice one which you would won't me to change please inform me and I will change it.
(Cyber Apple Pies for the both of you!)
Also for more good news, TJHAH has reached 2,600+ views!
I am so happy about this, it has really come as a surprise to me, Never expected anyone to read this but thank you again and will see you in the next chapter which will be on very VERY soon I PROMISE!
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CeCe
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