MAD • Joker x Harley Quinn (Book 1) ✓

Color

• session three | Color

"Good morning, Mister J."

"Good morning to ya too, Doctor Quinzel." He greeted her with a wide smile. "What are we gonna talk about today, hm?" He chuckled, letting his wrapped up arms rest on the metal table as he watched her walked forward and sit down in front of him.

"Let's talk about him." Harleen pointed her index finger at the picture she held up in front of him.

A man wearing all black, a mask with ears, a cape and a daring look on his face. It was no other than the bat himself. The Dark Knight, the one Joker has his blood boiled on. Batman.

"What do you want to know about him?" He spoke in his normal tone, but inside, jut seeing a picture of him, made his blood boil to the highest temperature and growl lowly.

"Why are you against Batman?"

"Ohh, interested in the bat, aren't we, Doctor?" Joker chuckles at what he had said. He laughed slightly, before his big smile faded and looked at her with fuming ice piercing eyes. He was mad.

Very mad.

"That Bat had to ruin everything!" Joker shouted, "Gotham would've been mine until Batsy ruined the party!" He howled again, he was struggling in his straight jacket, wanting to be free because of the fury.

Harleen took note of it, whenever he's in rage, he'll definitely loose control over himself.

"Batman is just a party pooper!" He growled, "He ruined all my jokes, and all my plans for Gotham!" He lets it all out, shouting his rage over Batman.
"Once I get out of Arkham, I'll definitely wrap my bare hands around his neck and just choke him until his last, final breath." After that, he began laughing insanely, his head arched up into the ceiling as he laughed like a psychopath.

And Harleen just watching him, she is now officially used to him laughing in the most unnecessary and absurd events.

"How badly do you want to kill Batman?" She was trying to figure out what will make him calm down and make him fuse out.

"Oh, I don't want to kill him." Joker replied, shaking his head side to side, "I want to torture him for days." He smirks, and leaned in to her closely, "Weeks." He grinned as he got even closer, "Months." His voice deepening at every second he got closer, making it sound so erotic and cold, "Even for a whole year." He cackles right when they were just a few inches apart.

She couldn't think straight, now that she was barely far from him, she could see small scars and scratches on his face covered with make-up. She could stare at those icy blue eyes he owned so perfectly. And she could feel the hot breath of his.
She was losing her mind until she controlled it again and just backed away.

"And what if you kill Batman?" She asks again, getting more and more information of his personality every time she asks a question.

Joker then breaths in and out as he leaned back to his chair, "You see, Harley. I just want to give color to this colorless world of ours." He began, "I just want to give jokes. And send laughs and giggles to children." He giggled, "Our world is just so lonely, Harley." He whispers as he immediately leans in forward to her, "See what I'm visioning?" He questions with a big grin, followed by a short cackle of his. "If I were to rule the whole world, it would be so much fun!" He cheers, "Always fun, always laughing, always smiling." He was telling how he looked at the very world. He looked at it from the inside, and never on the outside. "No more sorrow, no more pain." He frowns along, imitating a pout in the process.

It left Harleen speechless.

And herself thinking, is he really the real villain in this story?

Or is he just a victim?

Joker is starting to manipulate the Doctor's mind.

He smiled, he grinned at the fact that he is slowly becoming successful with her. He never loses his plans.

"Would you color the world with me, Harleen..?" He whispers, in a soft soothing way, enough to make Harleen's heart melt.

"Of course."