Joker One-Shots

One Shot: Machine Gun

Word count: 800
Authors note:
Hello readers!! I'm back! Just a quick question! If you like this please comment and tell me if I should redo this one shot in Harley's point of view? I hope you enjoy <3
~Sammmyyy (or Sam. I like both)

Jokers P.O.V

I sigh and peer around the room I've been in for months. My plan was going perfectly, but these walls make me sick. I feel almost powerless here, almost. Thanks to Miss Harleen I didn't lose all of that power. I was controlling her like she was my toy, which she was. That and my way out of this joint! I was playing with her emotions and pressing all the right buttons. She was falling for me harder than I fell into that chemical vat, but I'd rather not think about that. This pitiful little woman was trapped in a cage of "normal" and I knew i-
My thoughts were interrupted by the click of the metal door to my room. In stepped the doctor herself, "Dr. Quinzel," I hold out the l in her last name making a slight purring sound, "you know I live for these moments with you." I smirk, and readjust myself in my seat as she sits down.
She looks down and let's out a slight giggle, then reaches in her pocket, "Ahh, whatcha got?" I lean forward the slightest bit and she pulls out a stuffed kitten from her pocket.
"I gotchu a kitty." She says in a lower voice, a grin on her face. A kitty? I ponder as to why, to represent innocence? Trying to bring back something I hadn't had since I was an infant? Who knows.
"So thoughtful." I ran my tongue over my metal teeth. She babbles on about how we've made progress and I could be out of here in 3 to 4 months of she could convince Dr. Arkham. I don't have that long! Then she says something brilliant, she says that if I ever needed anything that she could help me.
"Well, doll that's quite thoughtful, too." I clear my throat, "and I was hoping, hoping, that you could do me an itzy-bitzy favor!" I purred, to my delight she answered almost immediately as I spoke.
"Anything! I-I mean yeah, what is it?" She blushed a bit, noticing that she was being too eager.
"Doll I need a machine gun." I said in a low voice and did a tiny circle with my neck, hearing a crack.
She widened her eyes and opened her mouth to speak, "A-A machine gun?" She asked. I grinned manically and made a noiseless laugh. She cleared her throat, "Mr. J why do you need a machine gun?" She asked me, she sat up tall, she seemed like she was trying to be "professional" and for a split second I doubted she would help me. Cmon Joker use your charm. One of the voices told me.
"Well, sweets I need a machine gun for a very important reason." I leaned in towards her more, "That reason being," I leaned in even closer, our noses only an inch apart, "for us." I broke the space and kissed her, her soft lips meeting mine in a fiery ball of lust.
I could easily get out of this straight jacket and kill her now, but this was more fun. I pulled back and looked into her eyes, she was starstruck.
She blushed deeply and sighed, "Okay Mr. J, I will get you the machine gun you want on one condition!"
I smiled, "Yes, Doctor?" My smile expanded.
"You have to promise me that you won't hurt anyone you don't have to!" She replied sternly, cute.
I laughed, "Okay doll whatever will make you feel better! Now I need you to write down these directions on a sheet of paper, and when you're done burn it. I need you to go to," I lowered my voice, "124 Gotham Drive (idk just go with it plz! ~sammy) and go to the back! Then there will be a man standing there, you need to tell him the code word, bang and tell him you're a doctor. He'll know I sent you and all you need to do is tell him "machine gun" and walk away! Then go home and burn it! Come to work tomorrow like you would regularly do, it'll all be okay." I tell her and she nods after writing this information down.
"Okay Mr. J!" She stands up, "This has been a good session, sleep well and I'll see you tomorrow." She walks out and I'm once again alone with my thoughts.
I lay down on my cold metal bed and start laughing, this was perfect! Absolutely perfect! Harleen doesn't know what she's in for.