Harleys Bday previously Harleys Suprise Party | By : Target359 Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Batman: The Animated Series Views: 8966 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"The name's cook, that's what everyone else calls me around here," he tells her. Harley sits up assessing her surroundings. She found herself in a Hooverville, speckled with small tents all around. "What is this place?" Harley asks. "This is home for us," replies the man, "We can't live in town since the police lock us up. You can stay as long you like." "Um..," she says while looking around, "I really gotta get home. Thanks for every thing." and stands up. "At least stay and eat," he tells her, "I just made some squirrel stew." "Oh I just ate," she replies.
Harley reaches into her pocket pulling out a wallet and says, "Here keep this." "Oh no I couldn't," cook begins to say, but she drops it on the ground and runs off before he can finish. Harley doesn't have much trouble finding Gotham at night, since she can follow the glow in the sky. Just getting to the river takes her an hour, and another to get home. She steps through the door and says in an exhausted voice, "Joker?" No one answers. The sound of a machine running carries down from Joker's office.
She starts walking up the stairs wishing more with step, she kept a little money for the bus. Joker looks up as the door opens slowly. "Where've you been puddin' You've missed all the fun," he tells while feeding a stack of money through a counting maching. Harley groans, "Why didn't you answer the phone when I called?" "It broke," he tells her, "Bat face threw me off a bridge. What are you wearing?" Joker stares at Harley's oufit. "I had to steal this to get out of Arkham," she tells him.
He laughs at the thought of the man just in his underwear and tells her, "Go take a shower. I don't want you smelling like a uniform." "Will you wash me?" Harl asks in a girlish voice. "In a minute Harley, I'm busy," Joker says while feeding more money into the machine. Harley sighs and walks to the bathroom. After a long hot shower she dries off, there's a towel to use this time. When she opens the door to her room everything is black. Harley screams, "What happened to my room?" Joker runs out and says, "Oh I forgot to tell you. I lit some candles after you left cause I thought you were coming back for some birthday sex. Long story short, air freshener is highly flammable.
"My room," Harley whines, "I'm sleeping in your bed 'til you fix my room buster. And I still want my present...later." Joker sighs and goes back to his office. Harley awakes to Joker snuggled up behind her, and starts reaching for his camera on the night stand. "Do it and I'll shoot you," he whispers in her ear. She smiles and pulls his arm over her side. "You wanna make this a special morning Harl?" Joker asks. Harley rolls over and asks, "You mean like, make a baby?" "God no," he responds quickly, "I ment you cooking me breakfast."
Harley rolls her eyes and gets up. Awhile later Joker follows the smell of bacon into the kitchen. "Who wants pancakes," Harley says holding up a frying pan. He sits down to a plate full of food and breaths it all in, "mmm." He takes a bite of pancake and stuggles to chew it. "Thats for the cake," Harl whispers in his ear. Joker pushes his plate aside, sips on his juice and starts reading the paper. "Can you believe the crap they put in here, Harley," Joker asks, "Some bum gives a wallet back to a guy. And the worst part is, he didn't even steal the money." Harley replies, "I guess the world's gone mad."
----End Chapter 1
Chapter 2 Alone
Batman arrived to his mansion the dawn before Harley's capture covered in mud. After washing his suit off he recalls his fight with Poison Ivy. She had tried to liberate a garden of plants, and her idea of liberation was turning them into man eating creatures. He thought to himself, "I never want to smell a flower again," recalling one that had blown pollen into his face earlier. Undressed Bruce walks nude accross the mansion to his room. The halls are lonely and filled with cobwebs. Once in his room he picks up the butlers phone and says, "Alfred, this place is a mess."
He then steps into his bathroom and runs the water to take a bath. The opulent tub is quite large, fully able to accommodate his frame. As he gets in the warm water laps at his aching body. Letting out a deep sigh he closes his eyes and begins to dream. It's not long til he finds himself fantasizing about the same encounter with Pamela happening differently. His dream is cut painfully short as the tub drains automaticly after detecting his heart slowing to a sleep state. Dried off he walks into his room to find Selina lying on his bed.
"what are you doing here Selena?" he inquires. She stares at his body and says, "Boy you aren't shy about being around me any more. I must be losing my touch on you." Bruce looks down to see his erection had slipped out of his towel and quickly covers it. Selina smiles and tells him, "You should really clean up around here." "I have Alfred on it," he tells her nonchalantly. Selina sits up with a look of concern and walks over to behind Bruce. She raises her hand placing it on his shoulder and says, "Bruce, Alfred's dead. Why would you think he's alive?"
He turns to look her in the eye and speaks sternly, "He's not dead, just sick. I saw him just yesterday cleaning some of my artwork." Selina looks directly in his eyes as she tells him, "Bruce you can't blame yourself for his death. He was old, and not everyone can be saved." Bruce grabs her by the fore arms and shoves her into the wall yelling, "You don't know anything about saving people!" "You're hurting me," selina says cringing at the pain.
Bruce lets go and stares at his hands in disbelief. Selina slips back into her clothes and says, "You need help," before walking out of his bedroom. Too angry at himself to sleep, Bruce suits up to fight crime. It's not long before he intercepts a police bulletin of a robbery. The dispatcher ID's the perp as Harley Quinn, and Batman is quick to tap into police trafic cameras. He finds her parked next to a playground eating.
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