"Bat. The bat. The batman. He's a-alive. Breaking, breathing, he's breathing." I told Penguin. He threw a chair at me and I barely dodged it. "I'm sorry. It was Joker. He shot Harley instead."
"He wouldn't ever hurt her." Penguin said simply.
"But he did!" Penguin hobbled over and grabbed my face. "I s-swear sir."
"I DO NOT CARE WHAT YOU SWEAR, I WANT THE BAT DEAD AND I WANT JOKER. IS IT THAT HARD? SHOULD I ASSIGN SOMEONE ELSE?"
"N-no." I stuttered. I heard screams but Penguin didn't seem to hear them. "What's that?"
He shook me. "Shut up boy. Go somewhere. Leave me to think." He dropped me and I scurried off like a mouse. I saw the cage we had Harley stay in and for fun I squeezed myself inside. I curled into myself and saw flashes. I saw James and Jen Quinzel bleeding. I saw Harley screaming her head off and I heard sirens. Sirens and screams.
Weeeee oooooo.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh.
Weeeee oooooo.
This is the police, open up.
Ahhhhhhhhhh.
I fell asleep listening to the sirens and screams.
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Joke's On Us
RomanceThis is a fanfiction story based on the DC characters. It's a little twist on Joker and Harley. In this version (again I own no rights to the characters or the setting Arkham) Harley and Joker face off against Batman, Penguin, and even someone close...
