Mad Love

Wheel of Misfortune

So I'm pretty happy. I found out that this site isn't blocked on my school's computers. That means I can write a little everyday during my off periods. Hopefully I will be able to get chapters out more quickly. <3
Im Sorry this took me so long to get out. I've been really busy with studying for my SAT's and applying to colleges...

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Harley returns promptly with the video camera. Joker pats her on the head in praise.

"Look at you Harley! Doing something right for once! I'll tell ya what, keep this up and I'll let you play with the birdy too. Pass the video camera off to frost and come stand on the other side of me dearie. Its time that we send a message to bats."

Harley happily walks next to the joker. She grabs his arm giving him a hug.

"He's proud of me..." she says to herself

"What are you doing?"

"I'm just givin ya a hug!"

"Harley... baby... sweetie pie... THIS ISN'T THE TIME FOR HUGS!"

She frowns and quickly lets go. She quickly replaces her frown with a smile knowing how much he hates it when people aren't smiling.

"Sorry puddin..."

Joker grins and redirects his attention back to Robin.

"None of that matters now because it is time to play a game. Do you know what game we are going to play birdie?"

Robin sits staring at Joker refusing to break eye contact but doesn't say anything.

"Harley what game are we going to play?"

"Um... wheel of doom?"

"Ooh... so close..."

Joker grabs her arm tightly and yanks her arm.

"Sooooooo close... Gotham's favorite game! Uncle Joker's wheel of misfortune!"

Harley hits the applause button and jumps up and down, "that sounds like so much fun!"

"Now, before we begin I'd like to send a message to the lovely Batman."

Joker pulls out a piece of paper and a pair of glasses. Clearing his throat he looks as if he is about to start reading but instead he takes it off and throws it over his shoulder hitting Harley on the head and prompting a goon to press the laugh button. Joker laughs along.

"Now.. for the message!"

Joker clears his throat.

"Batman, I have here your right hand boy. Every hour that you refuse to identify yourself, this wheel here is gonna get spun. Whatever it lands on i'm going to do to your boy. Harley here is going to start. Go on Harley baby. Spin the wheel."

Harley spins the wheel waiting to see what it will land on. The wheel stops and one of jokers goons brings the camera to a focus on where the arrow landed. Harley announces it.

"Break 10 fingers."

Harley grabs her hammer.

"Smash them or snap them?"

Joker laugh gleefully "Whatever you want baby. this one is all yours."

"Goodie!"

Harley grabs Robin's hand and smashes each finger one by one.

"This is so much fun mistah J! When do we keep going?"

"Now Harley if we are going to play the game we have to wait an hour but that doesn't mean we can't spin the wheel so that everyone knows what's next!"

Joker grabs onto the wheel and spins it.

"Branding and carving?" says Harley.

"Yes pumpkin. Now you stay here and watch our contestant while I go get ready!"

"Okay mistah J."

The joker walks off and Harley pulls up a seat next to Robin.

"Hiya birdie."

"Harley you know you don't have to do this..."

"But it's what my puddin wants. Don't get me wrong... I feel a little bad cause ya just a kid but ya have tried to kill me on countless occasions besides. Batsy will come for you. He always comes right!"

"Yeah... I suppose... but you could always just let me go..."

Harley pauses for a moment before laughing.

"Let you go? That would make mistah J very very angry!"

"Harley... please..."

"Nope can't do that! But maybe he will let you go if ya say who the Batman is..."

"I can't do that. He trusts me."

"Then ya better hope he comes through."

The joker comes back with a cart of objects.

"Puddin Ima go get a cookie. You want one?"

The joker growls "no I don't want a cookie you blonde imbecile."

Harley shrugs and turns walking into the kitchen. She sees Robins belt on the counter. She starts fighting with the voices in her head. (Bold= voice of reason. Italics=voice of chaos. Plain= Harley)

"Push the button Harleen. You know you want to. He's just a child! You don't really want him dead."
"But what about my puddin?"
"That's exactly why you shouldn't do it. He will be very mad at you..."
"You could always leave him Harleen. Go back to Arkham. Get rehabilitated. Restart your life. You don't need this."
"But I love him..."
"Harleen you know he doesn't really love you. You can do so much better."
"Don't do it Harley. Don't push the button. Don't invoke the rage of the Joker. You know he won't be happy at all with you. Do you want him to be mad at you? He loves you. He just wants to help you become the person you we're always meant to be!"
"Harleen! Don't tell me your really listening to this nutcase! He hits you! He abuses you! He doesn't love you! He can't love you!"
"He hits you because it's the only way you will learn! He loves you."
"DOESNT!"
"Does!"
"DOESNT!"
"Does!"
"DOESNT!"
"Does!"
"SHUT UP!" Harley shouts out loud.

She stares at it for a minute before pushing an SOS button that he thinks will give his location. She only leaves it on for a minute knowing that it should be enough to triangulate the location. Despite what people think about her she does care but she wants to make the joker happy. However, he is just a child. Harley sighs and leaves without getting her cookie and walks back wondering who she can pin it on.