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Before you read this story I need to tell you a few things. This is written by myself and deep-six also if you haven't seen the movie Suicide Squad then do not read!! No copyright intended!!!
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Harleen Quinzel pov: (setting: Arkham Asylum)

"Mr.J is ready." The armed guard says as he opens the heavy metal door. Mr. J has been my patient for 2 and half years now. I nod as I walk in and take a seat at the small table. "Good morning Mr.J." I clear my throat. The Joker is very imitating. He's very smart for being deranged. He knows how the game is played. "Good morning doc." He curls his lips into a smirk. "I like your makeup darling." He smiles an actual smile. "Thank you Mr. J." I respond writing notes. "Please please please please call me Joker." He smirks. "I'll stick to Mr. J." I smirk. "Whys that?" He tilts his head to the side. "Because naming yourself Joker is foolish." I spit back. "And naming your child Harleen Quinzel isn't?" He chuckles a high pitched laugh. "There is nothing wrong with my name Mr. J." I scoff. "No no no no no no no." He rambles. "It makes you abnormal." He chuckles. "How so?." I ask. "It makes you a freak." He smiles wickedly. I stand up pushing my chair back with the back of my legs making a high pitched noise. "Session is over for today Mr. J. I will send in Mrs. Greta to give you your medicine." I write down his prescription and walk towards the door. The only noise is my heels clicking on the ground. I walk out the door hearing The Joker laughing hysterically. "Send Mrs. Greta to give him his prescription." I tell the guard from earlier. He nods and walks off. I close the door and latch it.
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The Jokers pov:

"Harley Quinn. Harley Quinn." I smile devilishly. "It rolls off my tongue perfectly doesn't it?" I look at Greta. She shakes her head and pours the pills into her hand and grabs water. I shake my head. "Those aren't mine Mrs." I chuckle. "They are now. Mrs. Quinzel changed your prescription." She states and puts them in my hand. "Why would she do that without telling me. I cannot take these unless she tells me!" I yell pounding my fist on the table. She flinches and sighs. "I'll go get her." She walks out. I tap the table with my finger looking at the door. She walks in and walks over to me. "What's the problem?" She takes her glasses off. "Why did you change my medicine?" I ask tilting my head. "Am I getting better?" I smirk. "Actually yes, I have seen many changes." She smiles at me. "Now take your medicine." She states. I smirks and put them in my mouth taking a huge drink and swallow the pills. "Open your mouth." She folds her arms. I open my mouth and move around my tongue. "Can't trust my baby?" I smirk. She huffs and walks to the door. I move my eyes down her body and smirk. Harley Quinn will be mine someday and we will be the queen and king

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