Harley gasps as the smoke clears and she sees Marah passed out in the corner. She runs over to her, cradling the toddler in her arms. "I'm so sorry" she sobs quietly. Joker stands in the doorway, stunned. "What the hell did I miss?" he says to Scarecrow. He just scratches his head nervously and gives Joker a sheepish look. "Well..." he starts but Harley cuts him off. "You" she says quietly, still looking at Marah in her arms. "You did this!" she screams. She lays Marah back on the ground and stomps over to Scarecrow. She raises her hand and slaps him across the face, hard. "Ok, I deserved that" He says while rubbing his cheek. "Did what!?" Joker lets out and exasperated sigh at not knowing what has happened. Harley ignores him and goes over to Marah, picking her up and cradling her to her chest. "I'll be staying at Ivy's" and with that, she walks out of Scarecrow's place, leaving a dumbfounded Joker. He turns to Scarecrow, who has switched back to Jonathan Crane. "Talk" Joker says firmly and John motions to a nearby chair and tells him everything that happened.
"So you hit Harley and then proceeded to scare the shit out of my daughter!?" Joker seems taken aback by his own words. my daughter? he is stunned at his words. "Whoa, that was your daughter?!" John seems dumbfounded. "Wha..." Joker can't even think properly anymore. He has a very confused look on his face as he attempts to sort out the madness that has taken over his mind. she isn't my daughter.
i couldn't care less about what happens to that...thing.
The reassurance helps a little but some where deep inside him, he realizes that he made a commitment to the child. Only one night ago, when he found her, when they locked eyes, that was the commitment. She was pleading for him to take her in, take care of her and make her feel safe. And by taking her home, he had agreed. Marah is my daughter. He suddenly stands up from his chair. "I-I have to go" he stumbles out of John's place. The concerned John stands up and tries to stop him. "I don't think you're ok Jay..." he grabs Joker's arm and yanks him back into the room. Joker shakes him off and says "There is something I have to do" Calmly, he proceeds to walk out the door, John fully expecting him to end up in Arkham Asylum the next day.
Joker runs down the street, trying to remember the address of Ivy's place. i'll just look for a ton of plants. He chuckles to himself. It won't be that easy. Turning a corner, he runs into his small house and stops in the doorway. He was not expecting to see the sight in front of him. There stood Harley, a suitcase sitting beside her and Marah on her hip. Harley is just as shocked to see him as him seeing her.
"Harls?"
"Puddin?" they say at the same time.this night just keeps getting weirder and weirder.
Joker is pulled away from his thoughts as Harley tries to push past him to the door. "Whoa whoa whoa, where are you going?" Joker blocks her path and asks her, genuinely concerned. what is happening to me.
"I'm leaving" Harley says harshly and tries to push past him again. "Yah I know you said you were going to Ivy's but what's with the bag?" he nods towards the suitcase. he's so stupid. Harley huffs. "No, I'm leaving for good" she snaps and Joker's face falls from confusion to pure hurt. "You're....leaving me?" Joker felt something inside him well up. His stomach tied in knots and he couldn't really believe what was happening. "Oh come on!" Harley yelled at him, letting out all her pent up anger. "You should have seen this coming!" she gestured to her face and the Joker looks guilty. "Oh..." he doesn't quite know what to say. "That was the last straw, Joker" She spat out his name like it was poison burning her tongue and it stung him. She hasn't called me Joker since...
He tried to remember the last time she has called him that but could come up with nothing.
she's never called me that...i must've really hurt her.
"If...this is...what you...want" he sighs and stood out of her way, head hanging down in defeat. Harley was surprised that there was no fight but then was hurt by it. he didn't feel the need to fight for me? She straightened out and walked briskly past him and out the door. "Goodbye, my love" and with that, shut the door behind her. Joker stares longingly at the door.
what have I done?
a/n:
oh dear 0_o
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Psychos Can Have Children Too
FanficWho said the crazies in this world can't have kids? Maybe because they are unstable? Unfit for children? Who knows, maybe it's their cure... ((i wrote this about 3 or 4 years ago and it is in desperate need of revision. read at your own risk))