Harley Quinn stepped out of the Joker's van, filled with grungy thugs with smudged clown makeup on. She got out alone and one of the thugs shut the door behind her. She swung her red and black bat over her shoulder and chewed on her favorite bubblegum while strutting down into an alleyway, the van still in sight of her. Harley waltzed up to a man curled up in the dark corner by a trash can and smiled,
"Whatcha sellin?" She asked, kneeling down to his level.
The man lifted a shaky hand and shook it slowly, as if to say no.
"Awe whatta shame. I really wanted some new powder for me, heh, ya know, shiny skin. Ah well," she raised her bat, "Sucka."
She proceeded to pound the man, but just before doing serious damage, she stopped,
"Ya know? I think I'm gonna leave ya like this, have fun sleeping with those bruises. And um, perhaps broken arm."
Harley giggled and snatched the man's crusty hat, placing it on the top of her bat, swinging it around.
"Pleasure doin business with ya. Adios muchacho!"
She skipped away and knocked a tune onto the van. A thug swung the door opened and searched her as she sat down,
"What? Where's the stuff?"
"He didn't got any," Harley paused, "...So I beat him to a pulp."
The men laughed. Many conversations arose.
"I need me one of those bats."
"Oh please, get in line."
"I wish Harley was my girlfriend."
One of the thugs, with multiple tattoos on his face and a poor haircut began to jingle one of Harley's jester tails on her head.
"Joker's PRETTY lucky to have a chick like you. I'd pay for one day."
"Alright lil boy, let's keep this "professional", I know I'm tempting." She flirted, tapping her bat.
"When are you one to keep it "professional"?" He asked with a teasing tone.
"When one of Joker's damn ugly men try and get with me. You know I'd only be with you if you got a bit more muscle." She grabbed his arm and got close, teasing him before pushing him away and crawling flexibly up to the passenger seat of the van and staying there for the rest of the trip back to their hideout.
They all piled out onto the concrete in front of an old warehouse. After lots of confusing twists and turns they were in their carefully placed hideout, just dripping with graffiti of Joker and lots of other questionable paintings.
Harley left her group and skipped into the Joker's room. It was glorified in purple and green paint, with somewhat nice furniture and lots of mirrors.
"Hiya puddin!" She sang.
"Harleyyy, your back! Just in time for the little show I came up with." He appeared from the bathroom, with a comb in his hand, "Come, come, let's watch the birdies play!"
They both walked down a long hall and into a very large, almost "stadium" like
room.
"Now, now Harley, watch." Joker and Harley both sat down at the top of the room, in two seats that looked down onto the floor. Then, two thugs clomped into view, both extremely large in muscle tone.
"I wanted to have some entertainment, since we can't afford cable, so I decided it'd be fun to watch these bozos fight! I hand picked them myself, I know they'll give me what I'm looking for! SHOW ME SOME BLOOD BIG GUYS!" The fight began. Joker began to laugh maniacally as he watched with glee, leaning forward in his chair with anticipation. He kicked his feet with excitement and clapped his hands,
"HEY, MAYBE YOU'LL GET A RAISE IF YOU WIN, ILL PAY YOU TO START FIGHTING MORE BOZOS!!" Joker proceeded to call chants and taunts down to the two, now bloody, thugs.
Harley enjoyed too, just laughing with the Joker and watching the fight go on. This went on for a full hour. Joker even took a smaller thug from the top where him and Harley were sitting and tossed him down a good 20 feet to see him fight with the other two men.
After this finally ended, Joker went back to his room and left Harley in the stadium, but not before saying,
"OOOO NICE FIGHT TONIGHT BOYS, DONT BE AFRAID TO EVEN SHOW A LITTLE BONE TOMORROW AT THE NEXT ONE!"
Harley got an adrenaline kick out of the fight and decided to head out for the night, to gather some money for her boyfriend and maybe get a little something for herself.
When she was outside of the hideout, she spotted a vacant motorcycle a little while away and rode it into city, not far from where she was. Harley was still in her full jester costume so as she was driving, way above the speed limit, she grabbed her mask and jester hat and ripped them off. She had many of the same outfits so she didn't care if she ruined a few. Her blonde hair was exposed, in pig tails, flowing in the wind.
Once Harley arrived back into the main city, she hopped off the motorcycle and skipped down the city streets, not worried about be spotted at the time. The GCPD was on the other side of the city and this part of it was mostly filled with druggies.
While she had gotten done with a few robberies of small shops she noticed a large vine growing out of a new Chinese shop,
"That's new. Some weird architects workin at that place. I could go for some China food!" She darted down the sidewalk and turned into the restaurant.
"HAHAHA jeez Louise! What a weird design you got there!" There were vines crawling up the walls with people being squished behind them, "Uhhaahm, is the owner aware that the vines are a small hazard for customers?" She laughed to herself, saluting a few people struggling behind the vines. Harley was at the front desk when she notices another woman rummaging into the cash register. She was hard to see because she was bent down. Harley crawled onto the desk,
"BOO" she screamed, startling the woman.
The woman looked up, she had alieny green eyes, long, wavy red hair and small plants and leaves all around her lightly tinted green body. She was wearing a set of light green lingerie.
She was clearly stunned and sprinted out of the restaurant with arms full of cash, money flying in all directions.
Harley was quick and followed her, completely curious at this point.
"HEY, PRETTY, GREEN LADY?! IM HARLEY QUINN! WHATS WITH THE PLANTS?"
The woman suddenly stopped and turned around. Harley was sprinting at full speed and flew pass the woman, but then reversing and stood face to face with her.
"What do you want?" She growled, still grasping a ton of money.
"Well first of all ya stole my steal. I wanted that money. And the food. But mainly the money. And second, why are you green?"
The woman just stared back at Harley, clearly pissed and puzzled the same time.
"Not much of a talker eh? No problem, just hand over the cash and I'll shut my trap!" Harley reached over to take the money but the women turned away.
"Uh no. I stole it, I'll keep it. Go away you little-"
"Ah-ah-ah, let's make this simple lady."
"Harley huh? Well Harley your going to have to get it."
Suddenly a huge plant burst from the ground and picked the woman up. Harley was in ready mode now, totally stunned but engulfed with adrenaline.
"COOL TRICK! But can ya do this?"
Harley flipped around, kicking herself off of a window and give herself some air. She grabbed onto the thick vine and began to climb up it violently.
The woman swiped her finger and more vines appeared. Harley was so amazed at this, she wasn't even interested in the money, but getting up to the woman and shedding some light on the insane situation. The new smaller vines helped Harley reach the woman quicker, providing more things to grasp onto, practically providing a ladder for her. Then, when she was high enough, she flipped up onto the top and pinned the women down, all the money flying everywhere,
"What-are-you?!?" She yelled over breaths.
"DAMN! THE MONEY!" The lady screamed, still pinned down but watching the money fly away.
"Eh forget it, there's plenty of crappy shops to rob around here."
Then, the women pushed Harley off and they both sat on top of the vine.
"You actually made it up to me."
"Heck ya I did! You actually gave me a workout!"
"Harley...Quinn. Huh."
"Heyyy, whatcha called?"
"Um. Ivy. Poison Ivy." The woman said with a pleasantly surprise look in her face.
"HAH, makes sense, howdcha get those cool powers?"
"Heh, don't think I'll just tell you all my secrets right away!" Ivy smiled, lowering them both to the floor.
