Disrespectful // Joker x OC

1. Hello Family

"UGH!!!! Fuck Mondays." I groan. I slouch out of bed and trudge to my couch and snatch the remote from the coffee table. I flicker through the channels and pick my nose. Once I find Looney Tunes I stop my gold mining and smug whatever was in my nose onto a random part of my couch. Just before I zone out on the TV I get the feeling of someone watching me. I turn to my right and see someone that needs to go to bed and actually get a proper amount of sleep.

"Well, hello weirdo. And welcome to the story of my life. I know. I know. This whole talking to the viewer is in fact a Deadpool thing. But who gives a fuck. This is my story. So get comfy and shut up, that includes your heavy breathing. Cause even God can hear you breathing. Now where was I... Oh yes! This is your Queen. I'm Ms Who-Gives-A-Fuck. And I'm living in a magical kingdom, formally know as Gotham. Jk. My name is actually Misty. I did have a last a last name just like many of you good little joy suckers out there. But I "legally" burned my name in flames, along with any evidence of my history. Including my cruel parents. Yes, I know what your thinking. "What a psycho!" But hey, have your parents ever purposely ran you over for your 3rd birthday? Yea, that's what I thought. But anyways. After the "Big Disaster" in Malaga, Spain, I decided to have a rewind in a low life criminal land. Gotham City. A filthy place filled with villains and heroes with special abilities and play dress ups. What a paradise. I'm a criminal in this polluted place. They all call me "Little Ms Psycho" Which is a cute name, I'll admit. But those that I killed knew me as "Wild Card". I ended up sticking with "Little Ms Psycho" a couple months ago, since there was no point in keeping a name that no one knew. But due to my style, the people tends to think that I'm working with or for the Joker and Harley. But I will never associate with them. And I made it very clear by spray painting one side of Gotham's largest tower with gorgeous art saying, "I DON'T WORK FOR THE FUCKING DUMB ASS OF A CLOWN! - Little Ms Psycho."  I do have somewhat respect for the mad couple. But still. I couldn't care any less about what I said. Sure that mean't having a very large target on my back. But oh well. I ain't scared. Cause death is NEVER on my side, since I was born with a mutation of immortality. I can do other magical things. But you'll find out in a different chapter. So stay tuned, bitches. Cause this will be one hell of a shit show."

I look back at the TV and see Wile E Coyote being crushed by an anvil. I laugh my head off at the childhood entertainment. As I was highly enjoying my cartoons the News immediately flickers on. "What in the Devil's nuts is going on now?!" I groan in annoyance.

"We interrupt this show for we have News that the Joker and Harley Quinn have struck again. 1 hour ago, the two criminals have released every villain from Arkham Asylum, such as Poison Ivy, Two Face, and Cat Woman. The police along with Batman are working on capturing them all. But we recommend you all to please stay indoors until further notice. Thank you." And just like that, my cartoons show up again.

"Yay. More fucktards on the streets." I sarcastically cheer. I roll my eyes and hear a car crash outside my house. I get up and quickly look out my window. I watch as a bunch of randoms form a crazy mob outside and they set random fire to random objects near them. I look up to the sky with irritation, "Well good morning to you to, Monday." I turn to my kitchen and make me a bowl of Fruit Loops and devour that before going back to vegging out at the TV.

*Time skip

The sun has set and the moon is shining high in the sky. Me being bored I decide to dress up in a cute party dress and head out for the night. After walking 15 blocks I finally make it to a club. The security guy opens the door for me, "Hello Misty."

I smile back at him as I walk in, "Hiya David. How's the wife?" 

David smiles at me before saying, "She's doing just fine."