Joker, naturally, felt very blue for the next few days. Batman was practically his everything, so having him say that he never should've started dating him... that hurt. Not like in a someone-ate-my-yogurt or I-was-just-punched-in-the-face kind of way, but in a I-thought-my-boyfriend-had-changed-but-apparently-not kind of way. Joker didn't feel like doing anything other than sitting in his room while indulging large amounts of sweets. He was also going to watch some rom-coms to help him, but that reminded him of Batman too, so he ended up watching Shark Tale. There wasn't really a reason, and it wasn't very good, but it was the first movie he saw. Besides, he wasn't going to watch Monsters vs. Aliens because it had Will Arnett. Joker was just now realizing how many things reminded him of Batman. If only there was something that he liked to do that didn't make him think of Batman.
"Hey Harley! Do you want to come watch Shark Tale with me?" Joker called to his friend.
"Are you sure that you really want to watch that movie?" Harley called back.
"Why not? Is it because no one likes it?"
"No, I was talking about the relationship between Will Smith and Renee Zellweger's characters."
"What are you talking about? They're just friends!"
"Really, I thought that the pink fish had a super big crush on the yellow fish or something like that."
"Pft, of course not."
Joker looked back at the movie, where there was a shot of the pink fish staring dreamily staring at the yellow fish. The clown silently cursed to himself. Harley sighed and skated over to her buddy. She sat next to Joker and gave him a pat on the back. Joker sighed and leaned on her shoulder.
"There, there, Boo-boo. Batman really is just a big jerk. You should just dump him. If you dump him, then you can tell Bruce Wayne your feelings," Harley suggested.
"No, that might be taking it too far. Maybe I should just TP the Fortress of Solitude," Joker said.
"That's so far away though, and if we tried to go there on a helicopter it would probably break down. How about the GCPD?" Harley offered.
"Sure, let's go!" Joker exclaimed, picking up a few blocks to start building a helicopter. Harley ran to a closet filled with toilet paper rolls. There were two reasons for having a closet filled with toilet paper rolls: pranks, and the fact that almost all of the villains lived under one roof. So, Harley grabbed seven of the rolls and scurried over to her bestie to help putting together the makeshift helicopter. It was just the right size to hold a driver and someone in the back holding seven rolls of toilet paper.
The two set off to the GCPD while laughing maniacally. This was the first crime that they had committed in a while (other than the robbing of the snacks) and they were going to have a lot of fun with it. Even if it was the middle of the day, they had a lot of handy gadgets with them that could help them get away with the crime. Okay, so it wasn't a major crime, but it was better than staying home and finishing Shark Tale. Actually, a lot of things were better than watching Shark Tale.
Harley was acting as the pilot, for she knew that this was Joker's therapy. Also, she was used to acting as the accomplice anyway. Besides, she got to watch the action up close instead of having to catch it on the news, which was always fun. When they got there, Joker dropped down from the side door of the helicopter and landed on the roof, the toilet paper in his arms. A security guard instantly noticed him and raised a stun gun. Joker gently set down the paper rolls and pulled out some pass-out gas, which he didn't hesitate to use. Joker pulled on a gas mask that he somehow had on him and placed it over his face. Then, he proceeded to throw the rolls all over the outside of the building. As funny as it would be to decorate the inside of the place, he wasn't willing to get arrested just for a therapeutic prank.
The pass-out gas was temporary, so it cleared out fairly quickly. In fact, it cleared out just as he finished throwing around the rolls. The cops ran out to the rooftop, armed with even more stun guns (they're not lethal, after all.) Joker whistled to Harley, which signaled her to get him the heck out of there. Harley rolled out the copter next to building for Joker to hop into. Joker jumped excitedly into the helicopter and waved goodbye to the officers. The cops waved their fists in anger, but didn't really attempt to stop them other than that. The two villains seemed to be off free. That is, until a grappling hook attached to the end of the helicopter. Joker was excited at first, then realized that this meant confronting Batman again. He looked out the window, expecting the cold, bright blue eyes illuminating from a black mask, but he was instead greeted by a devilishly handsome, model-type face. The grappling hook didn't belong to Batman, it belonged to Bruce Wayne!
"Hey Brucey, where's Batty Boy?" Joker called from the helicopter.
"He's busy, you'll just have to deal with me instead," Bruce yelled, while still sounding sophisticated and grand.
"I see, he's too good to fight me now. Who's he fighting?" Joker asked, crossing his arms. Harley drove the copter closer to the ground so that they didn't have to yell at one another.
"He isn't fighting anyone else right now, he just has other things to do."
"Right, because going to the mall is more important than fighting his greatest enemy!"
"Greatest enemy? I thought you two were dating."
"We are, we're just going through some stuff at the moment."
"Oh yeah, the argument..."
"Honestly, I shouldn't be surprised at this point. Batman's always saying stuff that makes me feel like crap."
"Always? That's a bit harsh, don't you think?"
"He said that we never should've dated! That's harsher than anything I've ever said."
"Joker, I...Batman's really sorry for what he said. He just gets irrational when he's moody. Trust me, after he got home all that he could talk about was how bad he felt. He spent hours upon hours crying."
"Why didn't he call me, then?"
"He didn't want to seem weak, I guess."
"Oh my god, he's such a dork sometimes."
"Heh, I guess so."
"Well, when you get home, tell him to grow up, will you?"
"It would be my pleasure," Bruce replied. Joker's cheeks began to rise in heat, and he wasn't sure if it was from Bruce being flirtatious or that Batman really did care for him. Before he dwelled on it too long, he told Harley to take them back home. Joker waved to Bruce, beaming. Bruce let the grappling hook go from the helicopter and waved back. Joker giggled to himself in a cutesy way. Harley saw this and shook her head. If he wasn't going to tell Bruce his feeling soon, then she would have to. Or, at least give him a push.
Author's Note:
Sorry for the wait!
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