|Jared Leto Joker|
Soft spoken girls aren't for hellish hearted men.
She may change his toxic heart around, even just for a split moment.
(Completed 9-10-16/9-10-17)
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Joker was awoken; someone tapped his shoulder until he grabbed their wrist. "Mistah J! Goodness, only tryna help," Sage spoke with annoyance. Sages strong New Jersey accent started showing when she spoke, "Wake up already, you've been here all day. You're missing 'work' one of your friends said." She dropped a plate in front of him with food on it. Sage walked over to her shackled handcuffs, and locked herself back up.
"How...how did you get out? How did I get in?" Joker crawled on all fours to Sage, as she dangled with her hands above her head. "You didn't-perhaps you brought me here?" He shook his head up in down; in a nod, he lifted her head upwards. Joker caressed her chin with his thumb and admired her newly mutated eyes; a violet,blue color.
"Mistah J, you have busy work to do, and...I get kinda lonely ya know-" Sage looked down.
"Mm, yes Dollface?" Jokers husky voice pierced the moment of silence.
"Can I come?!" Her head shot up with eagerness, and excitement. Sage smiled widely and squirmed childishly. "Oh please, oh please....pwease Mistah J?" She pouted.
"Alright. The chit chatting won't get you no where Barbz." He held up his hand signaling to calm down. "Aight, calm?" Sage just shook her head up in down frantically. Joker groaned and rolled his eyes. Sage un-cuffed herself, she got up and jumped into Jokers arms; hoping for a hug, but he let her drop to the floor. "Fooey," Sage blew a piece of her hair out of her face, "Only tryna give some happiness, Mistah Grumpy pants." She crossed her arms childishly.
"Dollface I don't do happy, or anything in between." He walked out of the room leaving sage.
"Mistah J why are you such a meanie." Sage groaned. Joker paused while walking down the dark hall, "why are you such a disaster, always yapping, blah blah." He turned around smiling. Joker spread his hands arms out to either side of him, "How did Dollface get out of the cuffs? Hmm." He asked her.
"Sorry!," she giggled hunching over. "Barbie dolls are plastic with air heads, how should I know?! I just did!" She clapping excitedly and swayed off in front of Joker.
"Oh boy," Joker yelled out happily, while his eyes trailed the opposite end.
•••
"No no, Dolly leave the guns alone, wouldn't want you injuring yourself." Joker seductively whispered in Sages ear, "Mistah J-" Sage opened fire, aiming the guns at an old painting in the room. She hit the same hole twice; finishing off with a knife thrown in the hole she had just shot. Sage shot the head of the Batman, having perfect aim she made a gun with her fingers, and pretended to shoot the joker. "Pew pew, I'm more than a pretty face!" She winked walking off.
"Hubba hubba." Joker threw his hands up in surrender.
Footsteps clapped through the room, "J! We've got a mighty ass big problem."
"What!" Joker yelled.
"You're a wanted man J, look." The man held up an iPad with his picture on it from security cameras from the party. The headline read 'The Killing Joke."
"Well well, it's time to split." Jokers eyes went dark and demonic.
•••
"But whyyy," Sage whined, "I like Gotham! It feels like home!" She fell to the floor, and crossed her legs. "You can't make me leave home." She growled, "You're not my dad." Joker stopped packing a duffle bag with weapons, and walked over to Sage.
"Of course not Dolly, but I'm close enough. I'm daddy, and daddy says you're coming with me." He gripped her harshly, and pulled her closer to him.
"Ugh, fine." She walked over to the weapons and packed them. She changed her clothes; putting on a bodysuit complementing her body shape. Sage admired herself in the mirror. A face you're mother couldn't love, let alone Joker. Worthless; lonely; ugly; unwanted, die! The worlds were cut short when the Joker interpreted her in thought.
"Here." He shoved a shimmery box at her.
"Ooh what is it Mistah J?" She marveled at its colors. Sage looked up to see Joker had left, "How rude." She scrunched her brows together.
She opened it revealing a pink pistol, and machete. "ITS SO CUTE AND PRETTY!" She squealed. There was a letter from Joker as well.
"Dollface, I can't always be around, when I'm not; meet your new best friends, have fun slaying all the ugly fuckers necks. Daddy likes to spoil every now n again, just don't get punished. I'm on the brink of something extraordinary! War with the squad that made my kingdom fall."
