Hey, again! I'm really excited about this story. I can't believe that I'm actually remembering to update it. (I forget to do that a lot.) Not much to say in this note. Just hope you're all doing great. Okay bye x
Ivy's green eyes widened at the sound of the sirens. There was something telling her that it was coming for them, but she did not want to upset Harley. Panicking would make everything worse. But it seemed like Harley already knew, as well.
Her blue eyes widened in fear. She held little Marionette in her arms protectively, tears rolling from her eyes.. "They can't be comin'. . .they just can't. . ." She just wanted to raise her daughter with her beloved Mistah J. What was going to happen? Where would their baby go if anything happened?
"I'm sure it's nothing, Harl . . " Joker said, wondering if his traps were still set up or not. "I'll go have a look." Standing up, he glanced at Marionette before walking out of the bedroom. The hyenas followed in suit. He wasn't worried about going to Arkham. He was worried about anyone finding out that he was a parent.
Taking one of his guns, he strolled towards the door quietly, but casually. It wasn't like the baby would cry if he shot an officer or anything. Babies liked loud noises, didn't they?
The red and blue lights flashed outside. Joker stood by, smiling as he looked out the window. He just had to wait for the right moment. . .
Bam!
The door was kicked down by the swiftness of the Dark Knight himself. Taken by surprise, the Joker hit the gun over Batman's head , causing it to shoot. The police started to file in, just as Ivy ran down. Plants of the room began to grow at a rapid pace, trying to choke them.
"You could have been courteous and knocked," the clown taunted Batman, hitting him with a mallet. "I could have gotten you a drink before I tried to kill you."
Instead of retaliating a comeback, Batman just kicked Joker across the room, knocking Ivy down with him. Getting back up, the green haired man ran at Batman with all of his might. Throwing him down, he punched at him.
"I expected more from you, Bats," Joker smirked, hitting him hard in the jaw.
Batman hit him back. "Why do you seem so afraid?"
"It's just your face." Guns were shooting at Ivy's plants as the Joker grabbed the knife from his pocket. He held it to his foe. "I'm sure I can help you though."
But very suddenly, things went very quiet. The only noise was a soft cry from upstairs. The Joker's pale face seemed almost paler. Shit.
Batman took that moment to kick him off, running for the stairs. The free cops followed him, only for the hyenas to growl at them all, standing in front of them. Taking a huge jump over them, Batman almost got to the door, only for the Joker and Ivy to tackle him.
"You've gone insane, Batboy. Hearing things that aren't there," the Joker struggled to cackle. His heart pounded through his chest, almost ripping at his skin.
The Dark Knight dragged himself towards the door, even with the two villains ripping at him. The cops made their way to it first, ripped clothes and all.
Joker squeezed his eyes shut as he heard a collective amount of gasps and Marionette's crying.
Ivy jumped from Batman and past the officers to Harley. Joker did so as well, only because he knew they were caught. When Batman peaked into the door, he mumbled "I don't believe it. . ."
Harley sat holding the bundle that was Marionette in her shaking arms. Both girls were crying as the mother tried to calm the baby down. When she saw the cops, Harley whimpered.
The Joker stared at them, breathing heavily. He felt the cool metal of handcuffs. He sneered as Batman neared Harley.
Crying, Harley shook her head. "No. . .no. You can't do this. Don't you dare take her from me. . ." Reluctance seemed to glimmer on Batman's face, but he still picked up the little girl. A cop, just as reluctant, handcuffed her and Ivy. Letting Batman take care of the weak Harley, the cop took Marionette from him.
Joker felt something in him hurt. He hoped it was just indigestion, but he still found himself speak in a tight voice. "So we're the evil ones? I forgot good men take away children from mothers."
He glared at Batman as he was pushed into the police car.
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The whole way to Arkham, Harley was sobbing. Over and over again, she whimpered "I. . I want my baby. Give her back. My fault." She blamed herself for telling Ivy to get Joker. She just wanted the daddy there. She feared for the worst now.
As Ivy comforted Harley, the Joker stayed in his thoughts. What he had said about good and evil seemed to be true. Placing a new mom in an asylum just seemed hilarious.
When at the destination, all three were put in a room with Dr. Leeland. Her brown eyes widened when she saw the Dark Knight holding a crying baby. An asylum nurse was quick to check the newborn, torturing Harley by doing so.
"17 inches long. 5 pounds 5 ounces," the nurse told Leeland. Nodding, the doctor looked at the teary Harley, expression softening.
"Premature?" she asked calmly.
Harley nodded with a sniffle. "'Bout a month. She was just born today. She. . she was already named. Her name's Marionette Ivy Quinzel. . ."
Leeland nodded again. "A very nice name." She glanced at the Joker. "Is he the father?"
"Sadly," Ivy replied, butting in for Harley. She shot a glare at the Joker, who retaliated by sticking out his tongue.
The doctor scribbled something down. In a small voice, Harley whispered "Are you takin' my baby away?"
"Well. . ." she sighed. "Yes. . Harley. We'll have her in the care of a family. The better you are here, the more visitations we'll let your daughter have. It will start out once a month, but perhaps will increase. But the more trouble you both cause, the less you'll see her. "
Harley wailed loudly. Ivy rolled her eyes at Leeland, "It's not like Harley did anything wrong. She doesn't fully deserve to be back here."
"She's still not fully sane enough yet. She'll have to remain here until we all think she's ready. . .and Joker will definitely be here longer."
The Joker looked at her with fake hurt. "But I'm an angel!"
Rolling her eyes, Leeland looked back to Harley. "We'll give you a few minutes with her before we take her to Commissioner Gordon." She handed Marionette to Harley before stepping out of the room, looking through the window.
Little Marionette cooed at her mother, reached for her hair. "I.. . I love you s-so much. . ." Harley whispered shakily. "Mommy will always love you. . . I-I wish I didn't have to be here. I don't want you with just a-any family. Me, Daddy, and Auntie Ivy are your true family. . ." She kissed her little head as Marionette made a little squeal. Harley started to bawl all over again. She gave her over to Ivy, who looked almost as sad.
"Always know that the system is fuc-I mean, not good. I'm sure you'll be with your mommy again soon. They can't really keep her here that long. Whenever I'm out too, I'll help you make a little garden or something. Aunt Ivy definitely loves you." She rocked her back and forth a bit before handing her to Joker. Her green eyes held crystal clear tears.
The Joker stared at her, almost like he did before. As Marionette's eyes opened, he noticed they were Harley's. A smile appeared once more for him on her little face, making him laugh.
"I actually agree with Auntie Plantie over there. Our system is fucked up insane. . . but so is your family. If you're with a boring family, just jazz it up. Make a little chaos. We'll probably pick you up whenever we want to break out. I'm sure it'll be a blast."
Marionette smacked at his face, her little hand smeared with white and red makeup. "You already tryin; to beat up the old man, huh? Yeah, I think you'll be like us." He handed her back to Ivy, not looking moved at all.
Ivy and Harley talked to little Nettie until Leeland came back in.
"We'll find her a nice, loving home," she reassured Harley, even though it wasn't what the girl wanted. She took the baby from Ivy, as Harley begam to cry into her best friend's arm.
Dr. Leeland walked out of the room and handed the baby to the Commissioner, who said he'd search for a home.
When she walked back in, she looked sad. "Well, Harley, we're going to have you stay in here for a while. You're still weak from childbirth. Ivy, Ruth will lead you to your cell. I will take you back, Joker." She seemed disapproving of him, which was natural.
As she walked him down the hall, he stated "I have to shit."
Rolling her eyes, she pointed him to the bathroom. But, in reality, he didn't have to shit. He just felt one of those ungodly tears threatening to go down his cheek.
I kind of hate myself for writing this, but it just seemed necessary. We'll see a lot more of Marionette. a lot of visits to ensue. xx