Yer My Puddin'

A New Job

I don't own anything!

(A/N) Just saw Harley Quinn's birds of prey...I love Harley in there. She's just amazing! Anyway, I now want to bring brucey and maybe add Canary. I won't, though, as this is a crossover with OUAT...

Would anyone be interested in a Harley X Canary? I thought of it as soon as I saw their interaction in the film.

HaHaHaHaHaHa

{Let's never mess with magic again!}

(Agreed, where the fuck are we anyway?)

[The woods?]

I'm gonna have an aneurysm. Keep quiet, will ya! Harley thought, annoyed, her head pounding.

Now while she wasn't a hundred percent positive on what happened, she knew it was something to do with that spell...and that it had gone wrong somehow. Something that surprised her since she hadn't thought it would work in the first place.

"Alrighty now, where should I go now..." Harley mused, tapping her finger against her chin.

{Maybe we should dress first.}

[Nah.]

(The explosion destroyed everything we were wearing.)

{Were lucky that's all it destroyed.}

Harley blinked and looked down, surprised at what the voices said in her head. Sure enough, she was naked with not a stitch of clothing on her.

Huh, how about that.

Reaching behind her back, Harley pulled the bag from her space. Opening it, she grabbed a pink midriff tank top, dark grey skinny jeans, and a thin black hoodie with a broken white heart on the front.

Next, she slipped on white ankle boots, her silver necklaces, and her rings/chains on her hands.

Finally, she used a bit of concealer to cover the tattoos that couldn't be hidden with clothing. Then she used the rest of the makeup on her skin, covering up her bleach-white skin and giving herself a more healthy tan-colored look. The makeup itself an old creation of Ivy's for when she wanted to go out without attracting attention.

"Pretty nice, don't ya think?" Harley cackled, spinning around, showing off her outfit. Ignoring the fact that she was in the middle of the woods, and no one could see her.

{Not bad.}

[I wish we didn't have to cover our tattoos. Other than that, though, it's okay.]

(We look good in anything!)

"Now, where to go from here?"

HaHaHaHaHaHa

[Maybe we should act more...Bella like too.]

Nah, it will be fine. Harley thought back confidently.

(By the looks of it, it's a small town. Maybe they haven't heard of us.)

{The clothes and makeup should keep anyone from recognizing us.}

Seeing no one, Harley decided to try the first place she could find that wasn't a house. Turning a corner, she found what looked to be a Diner. Smiling cheerfully, Harley headed over to the building.

{Who names a place Granny's?}

"Hiya." Harley waved as she pushed open the door. Then immediately moved to the counter and hopped onto a stool.