Daddy's Lil Monster || Jarley

Friends and Foes: written 29/12/17

She left Joker completely stunned, baffled. He stood up but saw someone else go to the restrooms so he guessed she'd just talk to them instead, that let's him off the hook. What on earth just happened though, what was all that about?

He charged back to the private room he was keeping his special friends in "You BETTER have him, or I'll have her beat the lot of you instead!"
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Harley sobbed quietly in a stall, smudging her mascara and eyeliner as she did so, creating big black smudges. Harley's eyes began to sting as she continued to rub them, the salty tears and cosmetics rubbed into her eyes, making them red and irritated.

"So, pregnant, huh?" A voice she recognised outside the stall asked.

"It's none of ya god damn business!" Harley shrieked.

"Whoa, sistah, you could blow a fuse with that voice." The girl chuckled.

"Do I know you?" Harley asked, unimpressed, she didn't like being the punchline of someone's joke, only her Mistah J was allowed to do that, and even when he did it, it pissed her off.

"Why don't you come out and see?" The girl tried to persuade Harley "you know you're curious." She was right, Harley was curious, she had heard this voice before, she knew she did, she just couldn't remember where from.

Harley tried to peak through the lock at who it was, but the gap was too tiny for her to see, she didn't want to come out, she'd rather just cry to herself and then beg J to forgive her later, it appeared as thought she didn't have a choice though, it was gonnna bug her for the rest of the night if she didn't find out who this voice belonged to.

Slowly, she pulled the bolt back across, the girl waiting outside heard and decided to nudge the door open a tad with her foot. As a tearful Harley stepped out, she couldn't help but feel a little bit sorry for her, she looked like she had gotten herself into a right state.

"Remember me now?" Livewire stood in front of her, she looked exactly the same as the last time Harley saw her, how was that even possible, they last crossed paths like 3 or 4 years ago.

Harley looked her up and down, studying her "Same hair, same makeup, even the same costume,, does this girl ever change?" The clown thought to herself "Says the one who always wears the same jumpsuit." One of her voices replied back "I don't wear the same jumpsuit." She argued "I have five of them, one for everyday of the week." Harley declared confidently in her head "There are seven days in the week, genius!" Another voice corrected her sarcastically, laughing."

"Quit laughing at me!" Harley screamed out loud, making Livewire take a step back.

"I didn't say anything." Livewire looked at her blankly.

"Not you!" She replied aggressively, noticing her cheeks flush bright red in the mirror. Harley was mortified, she just realised Livewire had been watching Harley stay completely silent for at least 30 seconds only to scream out something that doesn't even make any sense to anyone who isn't her.

"That anyway to talk to an old friend?" Livewire crossed her arms with mock offense.

"Yay, it's the girl who hates me," Harley sighed, side glancing the reflection of the girl stood behind her as she tried to salvage what she could of her makeup "wonderful." She said sarcastically.

"I don't hate you." Livewire told her, offering a small smile, which Harley just rolled her eyes to "I just don't like you very much." She joked.