As Fate May Have It (Joker x Reader)

Chapter Five (His Peculiar Character)

"(Name)?" His voice continued in a much quieter tone, "You're here... in Gotham... still. You didn't leave."

It was now her turn to be shocked. She wasn't sure what to say. No was.

She just had questions without answers.

"Yeah, why would I leave? Why would you care? Why do you address me like we've met?" She rambled off these questions and with each question she got a bit more angry and confused.

"How could you not remember?" He snarled.

"What's there for me to remember? I don't know you." That silenced him momentarily. She only grew angrier with every word spoken, he was confused, as was everyone else, yet he put up a calmer front.

"You don't recognise me do you?" He questioned. "I do look different sweetheart."

"I'm pretty sure I'd remember a green haired dickhead." She sighed. "No, I don't recognise you. Because I don't know you." She answered raising her voice at the end a bit.

"If you guys need to sort things out, can we go get lunch?" (Name) broke out her thoughts and stared at Harkness. The Joker walked towards a small park bench and 'tsk'-ed as he sat down.

"There is no need. I'll accept your offer, Ms (Last Name)." His legendary smirk slipped onto his and (Name) imitated it.

"Did you make up telepathically? The hell is up with the both of you?" Floyd chipped in, more curious about the relationship between the two.

Harley, on the other hand, thought nothing of there little interaction. She didn't know him, she said so. What else was there to it?

"Can we leave here together or do we have to fight first? I brought a few other friends just in case." They shared a false look of arrogance, as to mock the other. With them, it would be a constant battle of wits.

"Shall we?", he inquired, gesturing towards the car.

"The hell just happened?!" Floyd questioned, as if he spoke everyones' minds.

Waller seemed slightly surprised to see the bright green haired 'psycho' so willingly join the team. However, it didn't come as complete shock that (Name) had done it, it was how quickly she found success in her endeavours so effortlessly, almost as if the Joker had wanted to be on the team.

She had no doubt of it, if he behaved and gained trust it would make him that much more powerful. (Name) didn't care what he did, as long as he didn't screw with any mission of theirs, she couldn't care less. However, Waller wasn't as carefree and argued with her over the lack of preparation.

While they quarrelled, Harley fawned over the Joker as they exchange stories of what they'd been doing since they last saw each other. He'd occasionally steal glances at the (colour) haired girl, in an obscure manner. And as his glimpses of her went unnoticed, the rest of the guys were all to curious about what there is, or rather was, between the seemingly unlikely pair.

And then there's Delilah. She couldn't help but think, 'is he the one she doesn't remember? Did she forget him after the accident?'. She wasn't sure how to approach this topic, as she never has before.

"If it matters to you so much, just ask him. I'm sure he'd be willing to strike up a deal with over this nonsense, it's what he does."  The drunkard raised her voice with Waller, then walked off. It came as a surprise that she raised her voice given she'd never really showed any emotion towards Waller. Yet, once thought about, the topic of the Clown Prince of Crime had been very irritating for her.