***next session***
"harley?"
"Yeas Mista.J " I answered looking up from my paper.
"We're friends right?" he asked
I was confused about is question , he knew we were friends."Yea Mista.J ya know we are."
"Well ,as a friend,would you be able to get me something?"
"Anything,I mean yea" I said trying not to sound to eager.
"Well miss. Harleen, I need a machine gun" he said with a smile.
A machine gun but why we're doing so well,making so much progress why does he want to ruin that? "Why?" I asked.
"Because my dear Harleen ,Arkham is no plase for my geniusnes.It's ruining my mind" He replied. I felt sad for him , he was just a smart man traped in a fûcked up world.
"ok" I wispered.
"what?" he asked, even though I know he herd me.
"I said ok ,I'll get for ya. Ill give it to ya tomorrow." I repeated
" That's my good girl" he said with a devilish smile on his face.After that I left.
***later that night at home***
As I layed in my bed I was trying to figure out a way to get mu puddin his gun. Why was I doin this , I could loose my whole career .
*fûck my career,he's my puddin* a voice that I know all to well, said in my head.I don't know what to do ,do I save him and risk my career that I've worked for since I was a little girl,or save the one man(that's not dead over a bowl of mashed potatoes)that I've ever had fealings for.
a/n*i know this was short but bare with me i got plans for this btw the mashed potatoes was a comic book thing she had a crush that got stabed in jail over a bowl of mashed potatoes 💜💚💜💚*
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u drive me insane
FanfictionDr.Harleen Qinnzel graduated top of her class at gotham university and now shes working at Arkham asylum ......and she's been asighned to the clown prince himself, will she be able to cure him or fall down the same rabbit hole that he's in
