Daddy's Lil Monster || Jarley

Birthday Bash: written 3/1/18

Harley came out of the restrooms, sniffing and expecting to have to walk home by herself, she looked over at her jacket on the chair at an empty table, but was stunned when Joker appeared in front of her.

"There you are, I was looking for you." Joker said, Harley blinked in surprise, why was Joker acting like nothing just happened, he had to be playing a game, luring her into a false sense of security.

"You knew where I was." Harley said flatly, attempting to walk away but Joker instinctively grabbed her arm "Can we just go home, please?" She held her head down, her voice barely a whisper, she was so ashamed of herself, how could she tell him she hated him.

"But it's your birthday." Joker offered, letting go of her arm and holding her head up with his fingers, kissing her sad little lips softly.

"I don't hate you." Harley looked directly into his eyes, begging for him to just wrap his arms around her and hug her close, he didn't take the hint.

"Yes, well." Joker teetered on his feet, swinging back and forth "I don't really care about that, I've got a little something I wanna show you." He smiled, handing Harley a blindfold, she looked up at him, nervous and suspicious, but she complied, tying it behind her head; she had caused him enough trouble for one night. He smiled, and held out his hand for her to take "Come with me."
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Harley walked in, holding Joker's hand, he let go, walking behind to remove the blindfold "Happy Birthday, Pooh!" He declared, revealing to her a dark haired man, about her age, strapped tightly to a chair and gagged, and looking absolutely terrified.

"For me?" Harley squealed excitedly, Joker nodded "you do love me." She threw her arms around him, hugging tightly, the serene sound of muffled screams coming from behind her.

"Now, now." Joker removed her from him "let's not get ahead of ourselves, I merely don't hate you." At hearing those words, Harley instantly felt bad, she told him she hated him and yet here he was acting like nothing had even happened.

A thug removed the gag roughly from the man's mouth, allowing him to talk as Harley looked at him, glaring at him with a spark of evil and playfulness in her eyes "W-who is she?" He questioned, looking at the short blonde stood before him, and the green haired man just behind her "Who are you people?!" He yelled out, resisting against the restraints around his wrists and ankles.

"Shut up!" One of the thugs thwacked the man over the head.

Joker leapt to him "Oh, you know who I am." Joker chuckled in his ear, smirking as he felt him try to pull away "I'm the Joker, The Clown Prince of Crime, Agent of Chaos, Batsy's number one...." He declared, laughing happily and stopping abruptly.

"Fuck you!" The man spat in Joker's face, making him growl deeply as his smile became a frown, he was not amused.

"You know," he snickered lowly "you really shouldn't have done that," his smile manifested into an almighty grin. He backhanded the man across the face, all his anger he had towards Harley coming out in that one hit. Harley stood there, still in the corner where Joker left her, she had learnt not to try and interrupt when he was in this sort of a mood.

"Really?" The man challenged, staring into Joker's glazed over eyes "And why's that?"

"Oh," he practically whispered "because, because, because," Joker hissed, enjoying playing with his food, the man acted tough but he knew he was absolutely terrified "do you know who SHE is?" He growled in the man's right ear, pointing to Harley who was now smiling with delight, devilish delight.

"No, I have no clue," the man tried to rock in his chair "you're insane, the lot of you are!"

Joker let out a roar of laughter, the amount of times he had heard that, it never gets old "I'm not," he smiled "but she is..." Joker clung to the words, lengthening every syllable as he stretched it out, whispering threateningly "absolutely, completely INSANE!"