Chapter 23 (Joker's POV)

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(Authors note: the outfit disguise for harmony is similar to Harley's Arkham Knight one; it's not exactly done like the scene in the movie)

Harmony and I had just finished talking about how I met Harmony's mother and it seemed like she enjoyed the story. She always loved it when I talked about Harley because it made her feel closer to her mother. Harley more than likely did miss her daughter too, which I kept her up to date with. I would try to see her, but things would come up, so instead I would send pictures with a quick note. She couldn't write back because the asylum wouldn't allow their patients anything like a pen.

I soon remembered that I had to go sort out the drug lords from Grissom, as I had to make a big impression to become the leader. I suggested to Harmony that she could come along. She agreed to it as she didn't really have anything to do. I give her an outfit to disguise her, an outfit that has: a black skirt, purple/ green leggings, and a purple/ green top that had white puffy sleeves; the outfit also came with a pair of purple and green boots and white face paint. The outfit was to protect her from the people that would be at the meeting as they were rather dangerous.

I entered the board room, earlier than everyone else because I wanted to make a huge impression. I went there as normal, only I sat in Grissom's chair at the front of the long table. Harmony had a chair to the side of mine. When the rest of the board came into the room, they couldn't stop staring at me. I had caked my face in skin toned foundation and dyed my hair black with temporary dye.

"So gentlemen, that's how it is; until Grissom resurfaces," I laugh, before continuing, "I will be the acting president, and I say starting with this... anniversary festival we're gonna run this city into the ground."

Vinnie Ricorso stepped up, "Why don't we hear this from Grissom?"

Antoine Rotelli was the second to speak, "Yeah, and what's with that stupid grin?"

"Because life's been good to me," I say after a pause; I laugh.

 Antoine frowned, "And what if we say no?"

I sigh before continuing, "Well, Tony, nobody wants a war," I laugh, "If we can't do business, why we'll just shake hands and that'll be it."

I hold out my hand for Antoine to shake, but he hesitated, "Yeah?"

"Yeah," I reassure him; after a short while, he shook my hand and 40,000 volts ran through his body as I wore my deadly electric hand buzzer. He was electrocuted as I laughed and so did my daughter, which kind of shocked me (I didn't show it though). 

"Oh, we got a live one here," I laugh manically as Antoine's body burst into flames; he soon turned in to a smoking skeleton. I start singing, "Oh, there'll be a hot one in the town tonight," 

"Antoine got a little hot under the collar," Both me and my daughter continue laughing as I talked about  Antoine's corpse, wafting my hat to rid of the smoke; my men soon burst through the door.

Vinnie took out his cigar, "You're crazy," 

"Haven't you ever heard of the healing power of laughter?" I replied to him, innocently, and then wiped off the foundation with my handkerchief; I laugh, before seriously saying, "Now, get outta here!" 

"You heard him!" My men shoved the board members out, leaving them to make their decisions. I continued to laugh hysterically as they do. Once all the board members had left - leaving just me, Bobby, Harmony and the still smoking corpse of Antoine -, I stuffed my handkerchief into my blazer pocket.

"Bob," I call Bob over, "I want you to go over to the Globe and follow that reported Knox. Take your camera; see what he knows about this... this Batman."

I stopped Bob before he could leave, imitating Grissom, "And Bob, remember... you... are my number one guy."

"Yes, sir," Bob said before leaving to do his job, but after putting his shades on. I laugh, before walking around Antoine's body.  

"Ya pal; they're not bad people; maybe we can, uh, give them a couple of days to think it over?" I shook my head and do a shocked face, "No?"

"Grease 'em now?" I shook my head sorrowfully, "Okay,"

"You're a vicious bastard, Rotelli, and...I'm glad you're dead," Harmony smiled as she tightened Antoine's tie and cracked his neck in the process. I think it shocked us both with the way she was.

"Wow, darling, I didn't expect that to come out of you?" I smiled

"Neither did I." She looked confused

"Really, how'd it feel?" I continued to smile.  

After a long pause, she smiled and said, "It was...great!"  

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