We're All Insane

I couldn't care less

Harley Quinn

"No way I ain't ever gonna get with him he's like a brother plus I have you Puddin' "I smiled at Mistah J.

He smiled back at me and for the rest of the night we didn't really do much except for go bed and like he promised he never left.

Although he only had a few hours sleep.

For a guy who only sleeps the smallest amount I'm surprised he thinks of such brilliant things.

When I woke up in the morning Mistah J was awake,we did our usual business in the morning before Mistah J left to go sort out some business with penguin.

The goons were gone as well so I was left alone just laying around.

There was nothing to do,well there was but it wasn't that fun by myself.

It was around 10,an hour after Mistah J left,that Deadshot showed up.

He apologised to me telling me that he was just angry that Mistah J had told him to get out without him talking to me.

I just accepted his apology.

We talked about random stuff,like our time in the squad etc.

He told me that Killer Croc was now living in the sewers under Gotham,Katana had gone home and stayed with her family,El Diablo had handed himself into Arkham and they shipped him back to Belle Reve and Captain Boomerang followed Katana and asks if they could get a drink some time and now they're together.

Weird ain't it?

As for Rick and June no one knew where they had gone,it was like they had disappeared off the face of the planet.

"And that time we was going to get Amanda from the building and you went in the elevator and we waited to kill all the mutant things but you killed them all and just walked off " he laughed.

I laughed with him,I liked Mistah J's laugh better.

And before I knew it Deadshot had his hands on either side of my face pulling me into a kiss,it was forceful and I didn't want it at all.

As soon as his lips touched mine I slapped him.

He looked off guard and I kept punching and slapping him until he grabbed my hands tight together.

"Get off me!"I shouted in his face.

"Calm down Harley"he spoke.

"Get off me now or I swear".

"Get off her now!"Another voice shouted,Mistah J.

He had his knife in his hands,ready to kill.

I couldn't care less about Deadshot.

He was a friend but I don't need friends I have my Puddin'.

He let go of my hands and smiled at Mistah J.

"What did you do?!"he shouted at Deadshot.

"Puddin' he tried kissin' me so I slapped him and punched him but he grabbed my hands"I walked over to him.

His eyes went dark,and he lunged at Deadshot.

Of course Deadshot had his gun but Mistah J managed to knock it out of his hands and fling it across the room.

Without his gun,Deadshot was vulnerable.

He couldn't fight to save his life with his bare hands.

He hid behind a gun and Mistah J didn't hide from anything.

He used his fists as well as his blade and that's what makes him real.

Mistah J grabbed Deadshot by the collar so his head was tilted upwards.

He slipped the blade on his neck but didn't slide it across his skin.

"You'll understand now that you can't hide behind a gun,the real weapon is not a bullet".

I laughed with him.

"Come on Puddin'!Do it!"I cheered.

"The real weapon is a blade"he laughed carving a deep long cut across Deadshots neck.

As his lifeless body thudded to the floor a small tear fell from his eye.