Joker X Reader

Chapter 2

The music box started playing, to the guards confusion, and you waited for it to finish its melody, popping out and shooting the front row of guards chests and watching them bleed out.

"My friends don't walk, they run." You hopped out, dodging attacks and bullets while shooting some more guards.

"Skinny dipping in rabbit holes for fun." You aimed your gun at another guard. "Popping," you shot him and quickly aimed for another. "Popping, balloons with guns," you said while pocketing your gun, getting a red balloon out and inhaling the helium inside, floating up while doing so. "Getting high off of helium," you said as you and your voice gradually got higher.

"We paint white roses red," you sang while dropping down and shooting another guard, ripping off his head and dipping a paint brush in the upside down 'bucket' of blood. "Each one with a different persons head."

You climbed up to a bridge on the ceiling, killing the guards. "This dream, dream is a killer," you sang while dropping down backwards. "Getting drunk with a blue caterpillar."

You managed to drop in front of a group of guards, peeling the skin off your face. "I'm peeling.. The skin of my fa-a-ace. 'Cause I really hate being sa-a-afe." You shoot them as they had turned their heads, not wanting to watch.

You started walking towards the other group which had been helplessly watching. "The normals, they make me afra-a-aid. The crazies--" you brought your hands to your chin and smiled insanely. "--They make me feel. sane!"

"I'm NUTS, baby, I'm MAD." You shot the guards except one which you hugged, holding the gun to his head. "The deadliest friend, that you ever had," you sang/whispered in his ear while shooting him.

You turned to the last remaining guard, admiring the hope building up in his eyes as more reinforcements came. "You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone," you pouted while pointing to where a single tear should be on your face. "Why don't you tell the psychiatrist something is wrong?" You sang in a 'why don't you run and tell mommy' way.

"Over the bend," you shot him. "Entirely BONKERS." You turned to the more armored guards and dodged their bullets. "You like me best when I'm off my ROCKER," you appeared behind them and shot the weak points in their armor.

"Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed. So what if I'm crazy? The best people are," you twirled around in the giant pool of blood.

Lisa walked over to you, carrying The Joker over her shoulder without flinching as strength was her thing.

"Never cease to amaze me, Sis," she chuckled and took the gun from your hands.

"Hey!" "For safety reasons, you can't have this until we get home," she grinned at you and taunted the gun in front of your reach but pulled it away last second.

"No fair!" "Yes fair, I don't want more bullets in my head," she said while walking off and you followed.

"We should be more careful, he might wake up or Batsy might come." "Exactly why I need my gun back! Also life's no fun when your carefu-- Oh hell no."

Lisa gestured to her two-seated, red car. "What?" "I think my bike would be faster and... Safer..." You trusted many things. Lisa's fake driving license was NOT one of them.

"Aw, what were you saying about life's no fun when your careful?" "This is different!" You said as you got on a black and F/C bike, the
F/C parts glowing, and putting on a matching, black and F/C helmet, the F/C parts glowing.

"Fine," Lisa admitted in defeat as she tied The Joker to the passengers seat while climbing into the drivers seat.

"Ready?" Lisa put on her red and black helmet. "Is that a question?" Lisa said then sped off, exceeding the speed limit by most likely 200 kilometers.

You rolled your eyes and sped after her at a higher speed until you caught up and smiled at her as she smiled back, it was these moments that made you bare to look at each other.

You stabilized the bike, took your hands off the bars and took off your helmet, standing on your seat. "Free yet again!" Lisa chuckled as you shouted those words.

"You don't seem to be so careful, Sis!" She shouted at you. "Go suck a--" "Don't you dare say that," Lisa scolded you.

You sat back down and scowled at Lisa. "Race me," Lisa shook her head almost instantly. "Nope."

You shook your head in dismissal and sung 'You don't own me' while riding around town with Lisa, you both enjoying the time.

A few minutes after the song ended you spotted the Batmobile behind you.

"Shit. Lisa, we've got trouble!" Lisa looked behind you and cursed under her breath.

"Batsy's here to ruin our fun AGAIN? Really?" Lisa muttered and sped up her limit, you going the same speed but being able to go faster as Batman started driving up to you two.

"Think we can loose him? Maybe we can throw The Joker at him," Lisa chuckled.

"No, We can definitely lose him, just a moment," you said while stabilizing your bike again and jumping into the Batmobile.

"Hello again, Batsy," you chuckled as you two had a, quite childish, fist fight until you both had to jump out because of a building in front of you two.

He had cornered you. "Um... Whoops?" You tried, having your hand out in front of you to his confusion.

"Well, it was nice seeing you again, Batsy, but... Gotta run!" You said, gripping onto your bike which sped in front of you and climbing on and catching up with Lisa.

"Think he'll give up?" you asked her. "For now, not forever, sadly. We'll have to kill him another time," she replied.