The daily routine

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(The one in the picture is Jester)

Five years later

"Ace, you get down from there this moment!"

Ace looked down at her sister and waved, one hand clinging onto the bar that dangled her thirty feet off the ground. She was in the old Ferris Wheel, and had climbed to the top for the heck of it. Unfortunately, Lucy noticed she was gone and found her.

Lucy Quinn was looking up at her little sister. Her bat was next to her feet, and her hands were cupped around her mouth. She had on her outfit, which was similar to her Mom's black and red jumpsuit. Her light blue hair hung down her back and some fell into her face.

"Ace Maria Quinn! If you don't get down right now, I'll take away your shock paddles!" She threatened.

Ace huffed disappointedly, and started to carefully climb down. Lucy crossed her arms and waited until her sister landed on the ground.

Ace had on her own outfit, again similar to the red and black catsuit, but instead was light purple and black. It also had a personal touch, with rhinestones on the shoulders and fingerless gloves. Her name was spelled across the back in glitter. Her hair was purple at the ends and was pulled into two pigtails.

She stood in front of Lucy, a good two feet below her head. "What have I told you about going up there without me?" She asked. Ace looked up at her sister, fake innocence flashing in her eyes. "That I should enjoy it before you turn into a buzzkill?" She answered before turning around and bolting into the park. Lucy groaned, bending over to pick up her bat.

Being the oldest, Lucy had the hardest job imaginable; looking after her sisters when their mom wasn't there. It didn't help that they lived on a small island amusement park and all of them had the energy of hyper squirrels.


Arleen and Pamela were sitting under a booth, eating some popcorn they made in one of the old machines. Arleen had on a T-shirt with Mommy's Little Monster painted across the back, and long jeans. Her hair was dyed completely pink, like her sisters blue hair. Pam had on a purple jumpsuit similar to her sisters. Her hair was completely clean of hair dye, since she didn't yet want it.

Arleen looked up over the counter, seeing Ace dart by.

"Kiddies! It's dinner time!"

Pam jumped up at her mother's voice on the radio next to them. "Come on, Arleen!" She said excitedly, hopping over the counter. Arleen quickly climbed over and followed her sister to the docks, where she could see her mother and sister climbing out of the boat they stole to make their trips to the mainland.

Jester was holding two pizza boxes in her hands. The girls always drew straws on who got to go with their mom to the city, and tonight was her night. And since they had to go incognito, a baseball cap was shoved on her head to try and hide her black and red hair. She had on a jacket and jeans as she took her mother's hand to be helped out of the boat.

Harley Quinn didn't look any different then her old self. Even though she had on normal clothes, her hair was still baby pink and blue, pulled up into two pigtails.

Pam ran right into her mother's arms, who picked her up. "How are my little psychopaths?" She asked as Arleen, Ace, and Lucy headed over. Ace took one of the boxes and opened it up, smiling at the extra cheese pizza inside.

All of them headed back to the apartment, light chatting between them.

The apartment was generally nice. It had big rooms and four floors. But five years with a psychotic family had really changed it. Pictures were drawn all over the walls in marker, along with natural graffiti. Weapons were displayed on one wall, while a tv was by the other, a few small cracks in the left corner. The kitchens garbage can was practically overflowing with takeout bags and pizza boxes, with practically bare cupboards and a broken oven (not that they were ever gonna use it). The dinner table was also in the kitchen, with different chairs pushed in around it.

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