Chapter 4- Security Threat

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You guys have no idea how tempted I am to just skip all this shit and fast forward to when they're teenagers.

*Harley's POV*

"Mommy!" A scream echoes though the walls of the house, "Kyle hit me!"

I roll my eyes as I make my way downstairs to my kids. Three years old and all Kyle does is hit. Jesus he's starting to remind me way too much of J. "Kyle don't hit your sister! go upstairs to your room!" I lift Jayden off the floor into my arms and balance her on my hip.

"I did not!" Kyle whines stomping his foot on the floor.

"For fucks sakes I'm working!" J storms into the room from the same way I came and I can only assume he's been holed up in his office since late last night. His green hair is a greasy mess, he is shirtless wearing only his Arkham sweats and no socks or shoes. "I have a very important meeting this afternoon with some very important people, than Mommy and I are going out. If you two brats don't behave for Floyd, then you are going to be in a world of trouble. Do you understand?" He lets out a frustrated breath as he turns, bounding back up the stairs.

"Daddy said fuck!" Kyle exclaims throwing his tiny arms in the air.

"What does fuck mean? he uses that word a lot." Jayden looks up at me with her baby blue eyes.

I let out an equally as exaggerated breath, blowing ,y hair out of my face as I set Jayden down. "Don't ever say that word," I turn to follow him. "Mistah J, you don't have to be so colourful!" I shout as I catch up to him.

"My hairs green, I'm a colourful man." He steps into his office then turns to face me, "take the kids out while Edward is over, will you?"

"I thought you were going there?"

"Change of plans. we're both expected at the club by nine, Floyd will be here around eight, Edward will be leaving before then. We're having tea." his face twists with sarcasm as he says it. "Oh, and don't get caught."

The door shuts before I have a chance to respond. "Don't get caught," I mock. "I'm not an idiot. Don't get caught, you don't get caught." I turn to go get ready, "fucking asshole."

I stare in the bathroom mirror and apply my makeup carefully. Once I finish I gather my kids and put them in J's Vaydor, fastening them to their seats. I get in the drivers side touching up my lipgloss in my mirror. I glance back at them to make sure that they're okay and speed off.

*Joker's POV*

I make sure theres no evidence of my kids in the rooms that the Riddler will be in. I make my way downstairs flanked by Travis and another guard. I approach the front door and straighten my suit before swinging it open. I sneer at the pair before me. The Edward stands with his cane and a women on his arm. "You didn't say you were bringing a plus one," I want to slam the door in their faces, but I need information from him, so I smile and step aside.

"It was implied." He walks past me into my home and my smile quickly fades into a frown.

"You could have at least told me then I would have set something up for her to do while the men have a chat." I say Speaking through my teeth as I lead them to my office.

"Looks like you already did." He gestures to an opened box filled with lego that I had neglected to put away.

I only chuckle at his comment, unable to respond. I look at the floor hoping that he didn't clue in that they were accidentally left out and were actually for my three year olds. "So Edward, you had something for me?" We enter my office and I close the door. "You know I like to get right to the point. I am not patient, forgive me madam." I nod at the hussy on his arm for effect.

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