Joker and Harley are some of our favorite villans, and we love their story from the beginning, but what about after he saves her from Belle Reve? Dive into a crazy, and easy-to-love story of the aftermath, and their lives from my thoughts. I hope yo...
"Puddin'!" She yelled excitedly. I smiled small enough to be noticed, but in my head I was soooo relieved. If anyone had hurt her..... "Harley!" I said back. I put so much emotion in her name. I was so scared for her. I knew she thought I was dead, but hopefully this would make up for it. "Let's go home." I said as I pulled back, my hands wrapped around her waist still. I bent my head down to her eye level and gazed into her beautiful eyes. "Sounds great, Mistah J." She giggled. Suddenly, there was yelling, and the sound of heavy boots on the floor. "Time to go, Harls." She looked around nervously, but she still had confidence. I could see it deep in her eyes. I yelled for my goons to keep the guards occupied while we made our getaway.
Of all times that those dimwits could mess up, now IS NOT one of them. If she gets hurt on the way out.... "Puddin', if we're leavin, let's do it now." She said, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Ok darlin, the car's running, and I gotta surprise at the house for ya." I said teasingly. Her eyes sparked in interest, making me laugh. I handed her the gun she always loved, the one I gave her so long ago.
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"Puddin'!" She gasped excitedly, clapping her hands. She took it and cocked it. I picked her up marriage style, and carried her out of the cell. My boys had created enough of a diversion so that we could get out easily. Harley shot anyone we didn't know that came up behind us. "Good job, honey!" I said in between laughs. She began to laugh along with me, then she gasped. "Mistah J, WAIT!" She said worriedly. "What? What is it?" I asked quickly. We didn't have time to stop. "My bat! I need my bat!!" I knew exactly why she wanted it. Not only was it her favorite weapon ( along with her gun) but I had also given it to her. Knowing my dear little Harley, she wasn't going to leave behind a gift from me. She knew better than that. "Ok, but I'm going with you." I said while setting her down. "Yay!" She said happily as she kissed my cheek.
Harley's P.O.V.
We were running towards the car (Well, he carried me and I shot at people. HAHAHAHAH we always have so much FUN!) and then I remembered that I still had my bat left in the security room. "Puddin'! We have to get my bat! We HAVE to!" He agreed quickly. Because I know that he wanted me to have it. It was given to me by HIM after all. He set me down and we began to run for the security rooms. He ran in front of me and I directed him. He doesn't want me to get hurt! My puddin' sure does love me, he mustah missed me! I told him where to go, and eventually we were at the door to the room. It was bolted shut, but my Puddin' had a plan. BANG BANG BANG!! He shot three holes in the hinges of the door, and then BANG! One more on the lock. He kicked it in, and we ran inside, seeing huge chests with bold letters on them. We scanned over them quickly : D.S. , B.M.R.G. , K.C. , E.D.I.B.L.O. , S.P.K.O.T. , K.T.N.A. , and then finally, H.R.L.Y.Q.N. "That one! Over there." I pointed over to my chest. I ran over to it and shot the lock once, and lifted it open. "Puddin'? Do you happen to have a bag? Anything to carry this in?" "Uh, maybe, hold on." He looked around his suit, checking all the pockets and finally found a leather sack. "Here, only what fits in this" "Thanks Mistah J." I smiled. I hurriedly grabbed my bat, I can carry that. Then I got my "PUDDIN" necklace, my "Property of The Joker" jacket. My shoulder holsters, and my spiked bracelet. "That's all that fits Puddin" "Ok, well let's get out of here. We've wasted too much time already, and I'M NOT letting them lock you up again." "Deal". I said. We ran out of the room, then there was gunfire. I screamed and ducked my head down as I ran, shooting behind me. Puddin' just laughed his crazy laugh, and threw a hand grenade behind us. 3..2..1.. BOOM!!!!! There was just screams of pain and shock after that, and no more shooting. We got to the car and sped off. Home sweet home, here I come.
Joker's P.O.V.
I drove off towards our old hideout, Harley laughing beside me. We must have been going AT LEAST 75 through the city streets ; but that didn't matter. I got my Harley back. I could get revenge on those Belle Reve suckers later. I'm gonna make them wish they were never born... if ANY of them laid a hand on MY HARLEY.... "Puddin?" Harley said curiously, snapping me out of my crazed thoughts. "Yes, my dear Harls?" She looked at me happily, her smile never fading. The things this girl does to you, Joker. It's not good. You're a serial killer, a villain, the CLOWN PRINCE OF CRIME. Unable to love. SHUT UP!! I DO LOVE HER! SHE'S THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME. The voices kept arguing, but I kept trying to focus on what Harley was saying. "I love you, Mistah J." I smiled and looked at her. " I love you too, you little minx." I said through laughter and a small growl. She laughed along with me, our crazy laughs combining to make a chorus that filled my brain, drowning out the voices. No matter how many arguments, or abuse, I would always love , MY Harley Quinn.
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