Acceptance

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Harley and I were walking through the streets of Gotham when I felt a tug on my jacket. Looking down, I saw the little girl from before. I looked around for the mother and saw her looking at me with a look of peace. It meant that she trusted me. I squatted down to the little girl's level. She looked at Harley, smiled, and looked back at me.

"You brought her back." Harley got on her knees next to me. The little girl looked at her. "Do you remember? It is important that you do."

"Yes, I do."

"Good. It is also important that you stay good. The world will trust you more. Look around. They have accepted you."

The little girl walked away to her mother. Harley and I stood up. The little girl was right. Everyone who passed by didn't flinch or step away in fear. They just walked by.

"Mistah J, is this even possible?" Her mouth was open in shock.

"I suppose it is, Pumpkin."

Harley laughed and attacked me with a hug. "Oh Puddin!"

I held her close to me. Turning my head, I saw a man staring at us. His stare made it seem like he was trying to figure us out. He looked away from us and walked away. Strange.

"Mistah J, how about we go to a fancy restaurant?" Harley was clutching my arm.

"Hold on, Darling."

I followed the man. He turned into an alley and disappeared. Checking every corner, I found no trace of him. Where did he go?

"Mistah J, what are you doing?"

I turned to Harley. "Nothing, Babe. Come on, let's go back to the hideout."

"But the fancy restaurant."

"Tomorrow, love."

We walked back to the hideout and Harley went play poker with the henchmen. I went to my office. Tossing my jacket on the couch, I sat in my chair and sighed. Who was the guy? His eyes looked familiar, but I just couldn't tell. He seemed to be from a different time. There was a pulling sensation at the back of my head. Something telling me who he was, but I just couldn't tell. Leaning back, I closed my eyes. Someday, I might know. For now, it is a mystery. The door opened and a soft voice called my name. Sitting forward, I looked at Harley. She was wearing a red bra and black panties. I smiled. Harley walked towards me and crawled on top of the desk to get to me.

"It's been so long." Her voice was low and seductive.

I grabbed her and pulled her off the desk to put her onto my lap. "You are something, Pumpkin."

She smiled and kissed me. "I know."

I laughed. Harley giggled. I picked her and threw her over my shoulder. Going to the room, I slammed the door.

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