Homicidal Valentine

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AN: This idea is not mine. All rights go to DC Comics. Things are changed up a bit though! I hope you've all had a very special Valentine's Day! Me on the other hand.. let's just say I'm bitter and lonely, haha!
Love you all. -Honey

Harley threw herself at the closing metal bars and swiftly slid under them just in time. Doctor's and guards chased after her as fast as they could, but had no luck in catching up to the clown queen.

She finally made it out to the yard and climbed the front gates, laughing loudly as she did so. Her laughter was cut off by a voice that reminded her of nails on a chalkboard. Harley whipped her head around to be met with the anxious and frustrated eyes of Doctor Arkham on the other side of the gate.

"Why are you doing this Ms. Quinn? You've set such a good example for the other patients and you were going to be released in three weeks!" The poor doctor actually sounded as if he had hope. He just looked desperate to Harley as his skeletal hands gripped the metal bars of the asylum's gate.

"Three weeks ain't cuttin' it, Mistah! Do you know what today is?" Harley's blue psychotic eyes twitched at the doctor's confused expression. Then it clicked.

"For Christ's sake.." he muttered as he rubbed his forehead.

"Nothin', and I mean NOTHIN' is gonna keep me away from my Puddin' on Valentine's day! Not even these damn gates and your bubble-brained orderlies!" Harley yelled.

"But Harl-"

"Sorry Mistah Arkham sir, but I gotta bounce!" Harley ran as fast as her bare feet could let her into the streets of Gotham and soon enough, she became an orange blur with pigtails to Arkham.

The cool fresh air felt amazing on her skin as she ran to the warehouse. For once she didn't hear the blaring sirens of cop cars that she was so used to. It honestly felt strange. A good kind of strange. She smiled to herself when the warehouse came into view but it soon faded when she noticed the door had broken down. She swore she even saw one of Joker's men's dead body laying at the entrance.

"Hello?" Harley's voice echoed through the building. She gasped as she noticed that everything had been trashed and blood had been splattered everywhere. Maybe he had another mood swing. A really, really bad one. "Puddin'?" She called out once more, stepping over another dead body and peering around the corner into her prince's office. Instead of her eyes being filled with the beautiful green hair and the godly pale skin, she was greeted by an empty office. Glass shattered and empty bullet shells scattered all over the room.

"He's gone, Harley."

Harley turned her attention to the deep male voice behind her, ready to attack. Her expression softened for a moment when she saw Johnny Frost standing behind her. She smiled warmly and waved. "Hey Frosty! Y'know I love ya, but.." Harley paused and looked at the floor for a moment to try and contain herself.

"WHERE THE HELL DID HE GO?!" She screamed loudly, causing Frost to suddenly cover his ears. "Some of Falcone's guys broke in and shot up the place. They took Joker with em'." Frost hesitantly let the words fly out of his mouth. He regret it when Harley's entire body tensed and her eyes began to twitch uncontrollably.

"You mean to tell me... on ALL days.." her hands had balled up into fists and Frost could almost see the steam coming out of her ears.

"I know you're upset, but I can help you get back at Falcone. I overheard him saying something about auctioning Joker off to any rich asshole who could afford it. Kinda messed up in my opinion.." Frost explained as he lead Harley to a closet of all types of guns.

"Messed up? It's down right sick! Mistah J hasn't done anythin' wrong to anyone!" Harley whined as her bottom lip quivered. Her sadness was quickly replaced with amazement as her eyes scanned over all the weapons. "I don't remember all of these babies being here!" She squealed excitedly as Frost placed a rifle in her hand. "Mm, dontcha just love that new gun smell?" Harley took a big whiff of the gun, making Frost chuckle. "Yeah, Joker's been making more deals recently."

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