Yer My Puddin'

Arriving an' Leaving

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(A/N) This idea wouldn't leave me alone... Still won't. So I'm writing it. This will also be more of a Deadpool type of Bella is Harley. I've also never written a Harley fic or an insane character in general. So Harley(Bella) will probably be kind of OC.

Voice one: (Don't forget the bat!)

Voice two: [It's about time you finally left Joker.]

Voice three: {Will come later.}

Harley's inner thoughts: SHAD UP ALREADY!

Warning! There will be cursing, blood, gore, and eventual femslash!

Slightly edited as of 5/4/21

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Harley sighed as she stopped in from of a small house with a police car parked in the front. "I can't believe I'm back here."

(Well, it's better than being back with Waller!)

[For sure, she's a crazy bitch. If we stayed any longer with her, we'll. We'd have gone mad!]

Quiet you. Harley scowled. I'm trying to focus. We don't want Charlie thinking I'm crazy, do we?

{You know he's seen the news, and aren't we forgetting something?}

(It's on the tip of my tongue...)

[Last time we were here, Charlie kicked us out. He refused to talk to us until we left Joker for sure this time.]

(Oh yeah...how long do you think we'll last?)

Closing her eyes, Harley shut out the voices and knocked on the door.

A couple of seconds later, a man with graying hair and a badge pinned to his chest opened the door.

"Can I help you, miss...Bella?" Charlie inhaled sharply. "What are you doing here?"

"Hey, dad." Bella shrugged awkwardly. "So..uh, I finally left him. And I thought I would come and see how you were doing."

"Don't do this, Bella. We both know you're just going to run back to him anyway. Your last visit was the last straw." Charlie sighed and rubbed his eyes. "I would love for you to stay here. Meet your step-siblings and get to know you again. But I'm not going to let you stay just to run off again as soon as the joker comes calling."

"Aww." Bella giggled, her Harley side coming out a little. "You do care."

Charlie looked into her eyes. "Tell me the truth, Bella. Are you finally leaving him for real? This is the last time I'm going to do this with you."

"I am Charlie." Bella nodded, then unzipped her sweater jacket to show off her daddy's little monster outfit and tattoos. "I even have proof this time."

Turning slowly, Bella showed her dad all the tattoos on her skin. Which while he had seen before, and noticed immediately what was missing.

"Bella...where are the property of Joker tattoos, or the I'm watching one with his eyes. Even the J is gone from your arm." Charlie asked as he took in the pale skin. The slightly lighter tones from where the tattoos had been almost unnoticeable to the human eye. "...you've never done this before."

Bella smiled sadly yet felt as if a weight was lifted off of her. "I know. I said I was serious. Well, this is my proof. I went to Ivy and had them removed, only leaving my puddin' and Harley Quinn ones.