Disrespectful // Joker x OC

6. I Miss You Losers

Its been five weeks since that hilarious night, and DAMN. The bad guys are more interested in me than ever. Not only because of my massive heist, and appearing on the News, but because of a rumor that says I stood up to The Joker and kicked him over. Its most definitely true, but he screams otherwise. I don't blame him for his denial. Its never a thing to harm the King of Gotham like the way I did, especially if its from a girl. Which is why I didn't confirm the truth. But kicking him over made me forget my grief for what he done. 

Joker is surely having a big sissy fit over it though, because he has been searching for 'Little Ms Psycho' ever since the incident. But obviously finding himself hitting dead ends. Its like an awesome game of hide and seek. 

Sadly, I felt sorry for the girl that pretended to be me one night. The girl found out how feared Little Ms Psycho was, and that people would do almost anything to keep themselves alive. But she didn't know about the villainy search party for me. So the girl then cosplayed me, and all hell broke on herself. Both Joker and Two Face found her and both fought each other to grab the poor girl. She was then found dead on the north side of Gotham two weeks ago. And for a short while, people believed that I was dead. That was until Batman ran her through the data base and had the News confirm to the public that the cosplay wasn't me. Batsy knew she wasn't me, because the night of the heist, he managed to find my finger print at one of the crime scenes. He scanned it and found no records of me. No past history, no present records. I just don't exist since I erased everything. But the so called "cosplay death" was nice while it lasted.

But on another note and to my relief, Roman is no longer after me. For it is a VERY well known fact that he's dead. The story is that Harley Quinn and a little Asian girl blew him up on the pier near The Booby Trap. Kinda awesome, and very relieving for myself and many others.

But even though I know that I shouldn't be going out and just stay low, I really miss the guys. So after breakfast, I grabbed my small back pack and stuff it with a few hundred dollar bills, a rain coat and a gun for if needed. I zip it up and come to the decision of bringing Narla with me. I travel around the house and find Narla playing around with her toys. I give a small smile before snatching her from the floor. I nuzzle my nose against hers before saying, "Come on. We're going on a trip to see the boys." Without another word I leave my property in my red mustang coupe. 

I drive carefully down the busy streets of Gotham, eventually parking my first destination. The flower shop. I turn off the car and remove my keys before shoving them in my pocket. I grab my bag and dig out the five hundred dollars whilst saying, "OK. Mommy is going to get the boys some flowers, so I'm gonna need you to stay here. Can you be a good girl for me?" I look into her deep blue eyes, no response follows. "I'll take the silence as a yes."

I exit the vehicle and lock it before entering the pretty store. The over powering scent of flowers really nauseated me. I block my nose and revert back to my mouth for air. 'Jeez, is Joker here too!?' I shake my head and proceed to the displays of flowers, trying to find the right looking colors of petals. So many choices, yet none seemed eye catching. 

"Would you like some help, dear?"

"Hm?" I quickly turn and see a lady that seemed mid 40's. Vibes of innocence shines bright from her. I could practically see the halo and angel wings. Such a shame for an angel to work within Hell.

"I was offering if you'd like some assistance." She politely offers while gesturing to the flower display.

"Oh! Um, yes. Please." I lightly chuckle. "Um, I'm in need of four different bouquets. Each their own styles." I request.

She gives me a smile and says, "We do custom bouquets. But, they cost more than the ones on display."

"Money won't be an issue."