Joker and Harley one shots! (suicide squad)

Its a girl!

It had been 5 months since harley started staying with ivy after the incident. She was lonely, yes. But it was for the best. Until j could calm his shit.

J came home one day after a long day, obviously tired.

"HARLEY!!! IM FUCKING HERE WHY AREN'T YOU READY?!" He boomed, tossing his jacket onto the coat rack and nearly falling into the couch, grabbing the remote and turning the tv on. Harley and him always had a routine were they would watch big brother together after he came home, always. And Harley was always ready.

"Hold ooooon puddin!" Harley cooed from the other room. She had a huge surprise for him that she found out about earlier that week, but was too afraid to tell him. She was ready. So ready.

She held the stick in her hand tightly and tiptoed into the room. She didn't know why she did that, it felt more as instinct.

"Come on! It's starting!" He snapped, eyes still glued to the screen.

She sat down slowly and stared at him, holding the stick. She felt a bit nervous. She didn't know how he would take it. This was something she's wanted for so long and it's finally happening.

He still didn't look at her. His eyes were watching the screen intently.

She cleared her throat. No response.

"Uhm...puddin?" She said smiling, gripping the stick tighter.

"WHAT!!" He boomed, causing her to jump a little.

"Look!"

He grumbled to himself and jerked his head to her, his eyes boring into hers. She didn't say anything so he looked down, that's when he saw the stick.

His breath hitched and he snatched the stick off of her lap, examining it.

"What is this?!"

"W-we're pregnant!" She said smiling and squeezing the hem of her shorts in nervousness.

He was silent for a moment, staring at the stick. For a moment she thought he was going to burst into happiness and hug her and hold her like she had hoped, but a smirk spread across his face and he slung the stick across the room.

"HA! Real funny harls. You almost got me there." He snickered, propping his feet up onto the table and going back to the screen.

Her voice wavered a bit. Because she had to admit that wasn't the reaction she wanted. And quite frankly she was scared to convince him the truth.

"I-I am pregnant puddin," she said softly.

"Shut up I'm trying to watch this."

She bit her lip and somewhat felt anger build up. This wasn't how this was supposed to go. He was supposed to laugh and cry and they would be a happy family.

She knew that acting out would end in more trouble, but she couldn't help it. She was tired of him acting like this. She grabbed the remote from his side and turned the tv off.

That almost immediately earned her a blistering slap across the face.

She held her cheek and whimpered.