Trapped in the Closet

Predictions

Alfred sighs after putting two and two together.

"Master Bruce, I, respectfully, disapprove. He is a criminal mastermind that cannot be trusted!" Batman looks at Joker empathetically.

"I know." Joker looks down. "But," Joker's face lights up. "I also believe that everyone deserves a second chance to prove themselves. I want to help him Alfred, to change for the better, I have hope-no, I believe in him. Can you just give me this one chance?" Alfred's expression is indecipherable.

"If you'll allow me to excuse myself Master Bruce." Bruce nods. Taking that opportunity, Alfred goes into the closest bathroom.

"Do you think he'll be okay-" Joker begins, before being interrupted by screaming in the background.

"YESS! THE SHIP HAS SAILED! I REPEAT, THE SHIP HAS SAILED!!!" Alfred calmly exits the bathroom and approaches them.

"*ahem* You have one chance." And with that, the beloved butler leaves the eggy kitchen to the lovebirds.

"So what are we gonna do about this mess? How did this even happen?"

"How do microwaves not have an egg setting?!" Bruce facepalms.

_________Meanwhile at Arkham_________

Harley's POV~

He.....he's comin' back right? He's gotta. If not soon, then in the nick 'o' time, just like always!........But....what if he doesn't? I mean, I shouldn't doubt my Puddin, but he chose Batman over me, even though he said he loved me. I mean, he even professed his love for B-man with all 'a' those romantic gestures, I mean, makin' the whole 'a' Gotham mini Joker's? That's the most romantic gesture thinkable!

Imagine, bein' surrounded by Mistah J wherever you go! All those Jokers there tah' comfort me, tell me they love me and tell me when I'm doin' somethin' wrong. To correct my stupid mistakes and errors, teachin' me a lesson? Oh the the thought of it makes my heart flutter! Too bad I was too busy hijacking that helicopter, and I had to decorate it for a little, but that only took a few minutes.................okay, that took more time than hijacking the helicopter...............................................fine, it took 4 hours, happy me?!

I love my Mistah J, so why do I have doubts? I guess, sometimes it's unbearable, the pain. The loneliness I feel, when he teaches me those lessons, even though he's standin' right there, above me. Of course I love that he cares enough to teach me, but, sometimes I can't stand the look in his eyes when the crowbar comes down. He used tah have that beautiful smile whenever we spent time together, but now, it's non-existent. Like he doesn't enjoy my company. 

And this 'Batman biz', it just hurts tah know that Mistah Jay is head over heels fah Batsy. Because I've spent seven long years carin' for 'im and nursing 'im back to health when the Bat beats him down, and just tryin tah get Puddin to open up once in a while. And for the person who gave him those scars tah just, sweep Mistsh Jay off 'a' his feet so effortlessly? It just hurts too much, worse than any beating, stab wound or bullet wound. They are only temporary, depression lasts longer, for years, and sometimes forever if not treated. Because the human brain doesn't wanna process the situation, so the feelins' just sit there, bubblin' brewin', and growin',
until ya don't have anymore room for anymore feelins' and you explode.

Sometimes in waves, sometimes its gradual, and sometimes it comes out all at once, and ya push everyone ya love away. Even though ya mom's a bitch, ya brother is a womanizing prick and ya father's a con-man. Then ya left with nothin, no othah choice but to leave the nest, study psychology, tah find out why ya father did what he did. But studying gets so borin' you'd rather watch paint dry!

So you try to make studyin' fun! Ya meet a guy called-uh let's just call 'im Guy, he's super into you. Ya realise love is kinda like bein' a crimminal, how far someone will go for the thing they want, whether it be money, fame or love.

So uh- ya do a little experiment, to-uh test Guy's love fah you. Ya tell 'im "Prove tah me ya love me by killin' 'Teach' over here, he's been real naughty." And he does it, just like that, humans'll do whatever it takes for for the thing they desire most, experiment complete....or so ya thought. He feels remorse, guilt, can't end his own life, so ya gotta do it for 'im. The only problem is, ya want more, crave more. Ya find out there's this 'Joker' guy, an inmate in Arkham Asylum, so much like Guy, thinks the world is in a constant state of chaos and-..........................Joker...........................Mistah Jay.......why'd ya have to fall fah that stupid Bat?! He was supposed to be mine! He said he loved me not you! Tears start to flow from my eyes.

*sigh* I can't think like this *sniff*, Mistah J would never hurt me, physically or mentally!....on purpose. He was only showing me the error of my ways, tah make sure I remembered, yeah that's right! And this Batsy thing is probably just anothah' one 'a' Mistah Jay's plans. I bet he's just playin B-man! He's gonna strike him down when he's weak, and then my Puddin's gonna come runnin' tah save me! Yeah, he'll come runnin' back, I'll just be here, waitin'.

Waitin'.