The True Queen of Gotham

Knock! Knock! Mother f*cker

(Rocket POV)

We're driving the streets to our destination....well Harley is driving, she insisted. She's caused 6 cars to drive off the road, 3 buses to rear-end other buses, a motorbike to flip on its side, sliding across the road, a tram to derail, and several people to dive out the way. Incidentally, those people were on the footpath, so you can imagine where she mainly drove

It was chaotic

Ivy seemed to be used to the woman's driving, as she just sat in the front seat, checking her nails

Me, I was about to get a hernia

I was a bit embarrassed when I led them to my car. These Queens should be in nothing but a solid gold horse drawn chariot, instead, they're in a, grey, 1987 Toyota Carolla

When we reach the house, Harley makes a point of doing donuts outside on the road, before driving through the gate "I could've got us through that" I sigh

"Of course darling" Ivy chuckled "But we're not here to sneak in, we're planning on making a statement"

As the mansion came into view, I prepare to get out, but I realise Harley isn't stopping "Uh....Dr.Quinzel, this would be a good time to stop"

"Nope" She giggled

I see the front door get closer, and I grab the back seat bracing myself

The car goes through the door, and comes to a stop in the entrance hall, just at the stairs

"Okay" I sigh

"That was fun" Harley laughed as she got out of the car. Suddenly bullets start firing at us, and we run for cover

"I think they saw your statement" I huff

"That's only the start" Ivy laughs. She flexed her fingers, and the potted plants around us started to grow, like really fucking grew. In no time at all, I felt like I was in the Amazon

The Aloe vera plant near the stairs, grew so large, it's cactus leaf covered the doorway between us and the bullets

"So what's the plan?" Harley asked

"Uh....my plan was to sneak in" I tell her

"Okay" She snorted "New plan" She clapped excitedly

"I need to talk to the owner of the house" I say "He has something I want"

Ivy goes quiet and closes her eyes, taking deep breaths. I look at her concerned, thinking she got hurt. When she opens her eyes, she turns to me and smiles "A succulent just told me he is in his panic room, basement"

"Perfect" I smirk

"We got the darn tooting, gun wielding cowboys" Harley says with a terrible southern accent, tipping her invisible hat

"That's not fair" I frown " I should help"

"Darling" Ivy smirked "It's what we do" Then they were gone

I was having a little war with myself, I want to help them. I couldn't bare the thought that my two Queens might get hurt. As I'm thinking of my next move, a guy comes flying past me without a head, making me chuckle, especially when I hear Harley yell out 'Yeehaw!'