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Meeting the Family//39.

Info:Harley finally convinces the Joker to meet the Quinzels. But how will the parents react?

<<<Authors P.O.V>>>

The Joker sighed as Harley literally begged him. On her knees she looked up at him pleadingly. She repeated the word 'Please' an unnecessary amount of times as he soon began to grow impatient.

"Fine." He snapped with a roll of his orbs. Harley squealed with joy, leaping into his arms and smothering him with kisses.

"You won't regret it!" She reassured squeezing him painfully tight.

End Of Flashback

Now here they were. Driving into the small town that the Quinzels have lived in for the past 30 years. George and Mary Quinzel. The birth parents of Harleen Quinzel. But now the improved version, Harley Quinn.

She hadn't seen them since she left for Gotham, to become the first psychiatrist to cure the Joker. But how she was wrong. She just hoped her parents didn't watch the News.

They turned into a street full of cute, little houses. Each had their own unique colour doors, but the main house paint was similar.
Harley counted each house, getting more excited as she neared 27.

They decided to park the Vador two houses down the road, to prevent her parents from seeing the flashy infamous car.

Harley hopped out, a wild grin playing on her lips as she spotted the house. She looked back at the car, seeing the Joker getting out made her grow anxious.

She walked up to him, placing her hand on his chest. "Why don't you stay here? Just until I come back out." She suggested, applying a bit of pressure to his chest.

"Fine." He grumbled in response, crossing his arms over his grey hoodie. They both decided to go with a more 'normal' look compared to their usual costumes.

Harley placed a quick peck to his lips before skipping off towards the house. She held her breath while raising her fist at the door. After three agonising knocks the door clicked on the other side. Harley's breath hitched as her moms elderly face appeared. Her previous fake brown hair had faded slightly. And subtle wrinkles littered her face.

"Harleen?" She gasped recognising her daughter under her deathly pale skin. She pulled her in for a deathly tight hug. Harley giggled, wrapping her arms around her mothers body. "I missed you so much." She choked out.

"I missed you too mom." Harley said as tears threatened her eyes. She finally pulled away as her mother took in her new appearance.

"What happened to you?" She asked touching her platinum hair and pale face.

"I'll explain it when we get inside. Where's Dad?" Harley asked as her mom looked into the house.

"George!" She called. "George come quick!"

The next minute rushing steps were heard on the stairs, and an old man appeared beside Harley's mother.

"Harleen?" Her Dad gasped, equally shocked as her mother. "What happened to you?" He asked staring at her new hair and skin.