Enough For Me (batjokes)

The Funhouse

"There's a future in my life I can't foresee..." mumbled The Joker under his breath.

"Now you're singing One Direction?" Asked Ed.
"Well I'm sorry!" Joker cackled. "That riddle caught up to me."
Ed smirked and shook his head.
"AND you started in the middle of the song! This time I'm ready to run, ohhoh!" Yelled Ed. Joker laughed again.
"Escape from the city and follow the sun!" He belted. The two of them ran down the alleys, just screaming out the lyrics, hardly caring if anyone saw them.

"You're a funny guy, y'know Joker?" Ed laughed. "I have only heard bad things about you but I don't know what everyone's on about."
"Aw thanks Ed!" Joker said. "We're almost to Harley's and then you can help kill the Batman, okay?"
Nygma nodded.

Eventually they came to an old, beaten down circus. Red and white stripes flooded Joker's vision.
The circus tent.
HIS circus tent.
Joker laughed. "Home Sweet Home!!" He walked over to the flap of the door and opened it, taking in the bright colors.
"Oh, be careful where you step." He cackled to Nygma behind him. "Booby traps, yeah?"
Ed nearly stepped into a sandbox of quicksand. "Thank you." He said.

"Y'know, I was raised in a circus. I could flip before I could walk." He smiled as they made their way further inside. "My only good memories."

E. Nygma said nothing.

"Puddin'?" Called a voice from atop a staircase.

"I'm home, Harls!" The Joker shouted, laughing. A young woman in a red and black outfit ran downstairs and jumped into the Joker's arms. She laughed.

"Harley, this is Ed Nygma." Joker introduced the two of them.
Ed adjusted his glasses. "How are you, Mrs. Quinn?"

Harley covered her mouth. "Ooh, he's so polite! But I thought you were into Batman?" She said at the same time Ed asked him, "I thought you were gay?"

"I am, and I am." The Joker told them both. "Do you need a place to stay Ed? We have a spare room in the hall of mirrors."

"I do. Thank you, Joker." Nygma smiled.
"Tomorrow we can decide our plan on how to kill Batman." Joker said. "I'll fill you in in a sec, babe." He told Harley Quinn.
"We'll need more people if we wanna carry this out, puddin." Harley said, dusting off his purple suit.

"I'll call Cobblepot and Mr. Freeze." The Joker decided.

"What's a stalker, bird killer, animal eater, and a quick stoker?" Riddled Ed.

"What." Harley turned to him.

"The answer is a cat. We need Catwoman here as well." Nygma suggested.

"Why?" The Joker asked, picking some nail polish off.

"She's good at manipulating. She can get the Bat to come here no problem, and the rest of us take it from there." Nygma said.
"Smart." Joker laughed. "I like it. First thing, tomorrow morning."
"Nygma, I'll show you the hall of mirrors and one of the secret rooms you can sleep in." Harley skipped away, Ed almost running to keep up.

The Joker ascended the stairwell. Something didn't feel right in his gut.
He quickly brushed it off as nothing; he was always getting jumpy.

Needless to say, he still kept his hand on his gun while asleep that night.