After Math{Harley + Joker}

Dr. Harleen Quinzel

Fluorescent lights flashed as scream and shouts filled the hall .  Guards  watched each of the doors to the mantel rooms. For some odd reason this was what I called home. I did not mind it though, I loved it . I loved the thrill of helping the mentally ill. I was well known for my work and now i would be known for all history for helping and talking to none other the the Joker himself .  Guards were on either side of me escorting me to the main hall where they housed the worst of the worst, the criminally insane . Two other guards  pushed open the doors and i walked in with a big loud bang as the doors closed behind me. I noticed something ... It was a lot quieter in here. So quiet i could here the taps of my red heals as they hit the stone floor . I walked to the end of the hall to be greeted by the man in charge.

"Dr. Harleen." he spoke very flatly as he opened the door for me to walk right into the Jokers play ground.

I walked into the room to see a man siting crouched  in his set as handcuffs  rejected any opportunity for him to attack. The only thing i could see was the crown of his vibrant green hair as i took a set in the chair in front of the table. I looked over at the guards with trepidation and back towards the joker who sat silently, not making a sound.

"If he gives you any trouble just call we're right out side the door," a guard said behind me, his last words stinging the air for the joker to hear.

I looked back over at the green headed clown. He slowly raised his head which startled me as his words matched his creepy appearances.

"Trouble? no no no .. You got it wrong mister its called fun!" The joker said his lips parted to make a huge smile reveling his golden teeth as he laughed hysterically making the cuffs jingle as he shook with laughter. 

"Remember if you need us we're right outside the door."The guard said before turning from the joker and walking out the door along with the rest of the guards.

I turned to the Joker right as the door closed with another loud bang just as last time. Not knowing what to ask so i tried to play off my part as best i could.

"Mister have you been taking your med's like the doctor said? I ask looking at my clip bored

He nodes and a grin starts to form on his faces as he chuckles once more.

"OK mist-

"Ta ta ta ... child call me Mr J," he says his head tilted .

"OK", i say knowing this might be the only way he will operate 

"Mista jay why do ya do these things?" I ask trying to cut to the point.

He tilts his head even more surprising me he does not have neck problems. then i know why hes looking at me. i let my ascent slip.

I clear my throat before trying to pressed with my question.

"Mister j-

"looks like we have are self a fake !" he yells laughing

I look down at my clip bored knowing my faces was burning up.

"Its OK my Harly inbrase it !" he says leaning forward 

After we talked a little about himself which he enjoyed way to much i final came up with the nerve to ask him the question i was yearned   to ask him .

"Why do you laugh all the time?" i ask

"Why " he says in a sly voices before continuing 

"Because laugh because it confuses people, i laugh because its easier to explain then trying to explain pain." He says with a smirk.

 I was about to say something when a guard startled me.

"Its time to go". he says still staring down the joker.

I got up from my set and walked to the door turning around to here the joker himself.

"In till next time my Harley Quin". he says smiling a real smile

As i walk out I thought of him. I was making progress and that was all that mattered. I could not wait to see him again.... for work rezones that is ... at lest I think.

oh ya heres a song i thought sit these two :)