DC One Shot And Imagines II

Harley Quinn- Train (a)

"If you want to join you've got to be tough." Harley flexed her surprisingly muscular arms. "You've got to be smart, and to be frankly honest you've got to be a little bit stupid. What? Don't look at me like that, were putting our asses up as target practice here, granted we're getting paid a nice hefty wad for it but still. It's hardly the smartest thing to do." Harley chuckled as she wrapped the firm cloth around her knuckles. "Don't worry, we're going to move onto the kick-ass stuff later, swords, guns, axes, bats, spears, javelins, rocket launchers, grenades, poison darts, shields, helicopters, tanks..." She reeled off as her train of thought floated into nothingness and her eyes lit with wonder and excitement.

"Harley!" She snapped back into reality. "Can we stay on topic for just a few minutes please?"

"Oh right yeah, sorry y/n." With no hesitation Harley reeled her arm back, lurched forward and brought her fist crashing into the side of your face. "That is a punch!" She said with a firm smile as you stumbled over the mat, barely able to stand upright as the world began to spin. After what felt like a good while but was surely only a few moments the world slowly stood upright once again.

"Yes Harley!" You snapped, clutching the side of your now very sore face. "I understand what a punch is."

"Well if you're so confident, the so called expert of fighting..."

"I never said that!"

"Then maybe you should have known to always expect the unexpected. If you were actually paying some attention to what was going on you might have seen what was happening and you might have actually been able to stop me." She reeled her arm back again and planted her fist into your upper thigh, sending a shooting pain down your leg and up your back as you hobbled around clenching your teeth trying not to cry.

"What are you doing Harley?! You're supposed to be teaching me how to fight and stand up for myself not bullying me."

"I figured after my whole expecting things speech you would I don't know... dodge it or block it or do something super cool and stop me."

"I don't know how to fight that's the whole point, you could have literally told me what you were going to do and there is not a chance in hell I would have been able to stop you."

"I kick ass y/n, I'm not a teacher."

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Written by Aaron.