Joker and Harley oneshots and headcanons.

Jealousy

requested by @midas44444 also I have not seen or read anything of Punchline I just know who she is and what she looks like so I'll probably get her character completely wrong but I hope you like it and I did your idea justice:)

I think this is the most violent I've ever gone

Word count:693

"Hi, Puddin" Harley chirped, sitting down on Joker's lap.

 They were in their club 'smile and grin' Harley had just stopped dancing and she decided to come to see J since he had finished his last meeting.

Harley noticed that a black-haired woman was staring at them, she just rolled her eyes and kissed J

after pulling away he said, "Okay, what happened." "That bitch has been staring at you all night, and she gave me a funny look when I was dancing!" Harley complained, crossing her arms childishly. "I'm gonna beat her fucking ass!." she grabbed her bat from the side, getting off Joker's lap and walked towards the rest of the club. "Okay, Okay. calm down, harls." J got up and wrapped his arm around Harley's waist, holding her back. "Puddin, stooooopp!" Harley whined making Joker chuckle and shake his head.  "motherfucking bitch staring at my Puddin" she muttered under her breath.

The Woman came into Harley's view when she saw her walking towards their booth.

"Mistah J, let me gooo!." Harley started kicking her legs, not hitting him, but enough to try and wiggle away from his grip. 

Joker was finding this situation amusing, usually, he was the territorial one. 

The women slowly got closer and Harley got angrier. "Baby, why don't you go dance for a little bit or have a drink to clear your mind, hm" J suggested, his hand that wasn't holding her waist running up and down her arm in a calming manner. "Fine." He let her go and she walked out of the booth. "But I can't promise I won't stab the bitch!."

"I wouldn't expect any less, Darling!" J laughed. 

"J" an unfamiliar voice called out to him. "And who are you to call me that?" he asked, turning around to see the women that Harley was just talking about through the bead curtains.  "Well, I am your biggest fan" she chuckled, reaching for Joker's tattooed hand but he immediately pulled it away. "Does not give you an excuse to make my Queen upset." 

"You mean that skank up there." She tilted her head towards where Harley was dancing inside her glass box. 

Joker growled. 'fuck it,' he thought, then whistled for Harley to come over.

As Harley walked back into the booth her eyes darkened, clearly not happy about the random women trying to seduce her Puddin. "There you are, my Queen," J smirked, taking her hand in his then twirling her around. 

Harley walked towards the woman until the only thing separating them was the small wall closing off the booth to the rest of the club.  

"Harley Quinn," she said coldly, staring down the woman in front of her. "Punchline." 

"What do you want from MY Puddin" Harley growled. "Ya want my place don't you, You wanna be The Joker's Queen that never leaves his side."

 "He sure could use a better Queen." 

"You sure could use a better hair dye" Harley quipped and Joker had to hold back a chuckle. 

"I'd also suggest you get a better hairdresser...whoever did it really fucked up your bangs" She continued to offend, holding back a smirk. "at least my hair doesn't look like fucking cotton candy," Punchline said back. "At least I don't look like fucking Pinocchio."

the two women continued to relentlessly sling insults at each other. 

"Ya know there's plenty of men that are on your level out there, try them" Harley smirked. "oh, right you can't." she picked up her bat and swung it at Punchline, knocking her to the floor.

Harley hopped over the small wall to where Punchline was.

"STUPID"

"BITCH"

"STARING"

"AT"

"MY"

"PUDDIN"

She screamed in between hits with her bat and then continued until she was satisfied. she let out an exhausted sigh when she was done, placing her bat over her shoulder and hopping back over to the booth. "Skank" she growled.

"Happy now, Darling?" Joker asked, clearly amused with the events that just occurred in front of him. "Yes," Harley smiled, walking over to kiss him on the cheek.  "I love ya, Puddin" she giggled. "I love you too, baby, even your jealous side."