Joker and Harley one shots! (suicide squad)

A lesson on puberty

Idea from @marleygentry and @jazzylily
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Joker whistled to himself as he walked down the dim hallway of their hideout. It was pretty early in the morning, and Harley was making herself breakfast like usual.

He opened the door to the bathroom and shut it behind him. Just as he was going toward the shower, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

"I look like shit." He said to himself before opening the shower curtain and turning the water on.

He stripped of his clothes, and just as he was about to pull his boxers off, he saw it. He almost missed it, but it was there.

A bloody wadded up piece of toilet paper in the trash can.

His heart dropped. It could be anything.

He could've used the bathroom last night and didn't know he shit blood, or Harley could be shitting blood! Or she had a bloody gash, or something was bad wrong. Or, or or. Harley got into a little tustle with batsy. Maybe.

He opened the door and rushed down the hall, he entered the kitchen and saw Harley happily humming to herself.

"Harley...are you ok?" He asked, walking to her and examining her body for any cuts or blood stained clothes.

"Yeah, why?" She asked turning away from her frying to look at him.

"I found a bloody discarded piece of toilet paper in the trash, are you hurt? Where are you bleeding?" He asked urgently, fear lacing his voice.

Her eyes grew wide and realization settled in.

"Puddin it's just that time of the month!" She laughed, going back to her pan and flipping her egg.

He stared at her like she was a ghost or something. "So every month you just suddenly shit blood?! Please explain to me what's going on!!!" He cried, frustrated that he didn't know.

She had to step away from the pan as she erupted into laughter and held her stomach. "Y-you seriously don't know?!" She asked, looking him up and down.

"NO!!!!!!! ARE YOU HURT HARLEY?!?!? Wait...are you DYING?!?!?!?" He cried, running a hand through his hair as if it was true what he had confirmed.

"Why didn't you tell me you were dying?" He asked, getting genuinely upset.

She saw this and rushed to him. "Awwww! Don't worry Puddin, I'm not dying, I promise!" She said, running circles into his back.

She sighed and looked up at him.

"Ok so did you have a sex ed class in 5th grade?" She asked, to know how little he knows, or where to begin.

"What the hell, no! I was just a kid!" He said furrowing his brows.

"Well, I'll explain, ok?" She said softly.

He watched with worry in his eyes and nodded. He felt dumb not knowing what was going on, cause it seems as if it's something everyone should know if they learned it in elementary school.

"So, when a girl becomes a woman, it's a process called puberty."

"Harley I know what puberty is, I'm not a vegetable." He cut in, frustrated.