Mischief and Madness

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I was driving my Fathers purple Lamborghini down the Gotham high way and he warned me not to scratch it and I promised I wouldn't. I was bored at the mansion and I wanted to be free, both my parents were out on a heist and left me alone again. Just as I revved the engine to go faster. The batmobil stopped behind me, I rolled my eyes and pushed the pedal down like a lead weight had been tied to my foot, I ran a red light but not caring I just shrugged.

"Come get me Batsy!" I exclaimed and carried on racing down the high way, I was weaving in and out of cars, and even bumping a few till I reached the factory which was a hide out if we ever get into trouble, the doors opened up and I drove in but luckily Batsy never saw me. It then opened up onto the other side of the street and I drove to the mansion, I skidded the Lamborghini into the drive. One of the henchmen took the keys as I threw them at him. I strutted into the house and past the office where the lights were off, I walked upstairs and past my parents room and I soon regretted that decision and I then knew they had both returned from the heist. So I put my ear phones in and cranked up the volume on my iPod.

I walked to my bedroom and logged into my laptop and I bought up the Gotham city cameras and I saw Batsy patrolling the streets and I had a few bombs hidden around the place and so I triggered one with a button and it blew the batmobil off the path it was on, I just laughed loudly since I had inherited my laugh from my father. "Ohl Basty you can't escape me I have eyes everywhere!" I exclaimed.

Someone burst through my door laughing loudly and I instinctively reached for my black and red gun, but once I saw it was my mother I lowered the gun. "Good to see you remember what your father taught you doll, but it's only me!" She exclaimed.

"What do you want?" I sighed.

"To see my little villain" she smiled sitting on my bed which was black and red.

"Dark Phantom Quinn!" I heard Joker yell.

"Uh oh!" I exclaimed.

"What did you do?" Harley giggled.

I skipped down the stairs and there stood my father with his arms crossed and an angry expression plastered across his face. "What did you do to my car?!" He exclaimed making me flinch as he yelled at me.

"I drove it" I answered.

"That's why I asked you not to scratch it but there are scratches on the side!" He answered. "You're grounded!" He told me and walked past me shoulder barging me.

"I don't think so" I snarled, pushing my green hair over my shoulder which was tipped with black and red.

"Don't get sassy with me!" He exclaimed turning around to face me, his purple coat swinging out around him.

"I'm eighteen and I am allowed to do what I want!" I shouted and then grabbed my motorcycle keys off the table by the door.

"And you're acting like a child!" He replied grabbing my arm and then twisting my wrist around so I dropped my keys. And I screeched a little as I tried pulling away but he had a tight grip on my wrist.

"Puddin don't hurt her!" Harley yelled.

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