Jokes On You

Harley Quinn

Played by The Joker

Joker

Played by BadStreetBoys

Harley Quinn walked into the club that her and the Joker frequented and that he owned. She had just gotten back from robbing a jewelry store and she didn't tell him where she was going because she wanted to do it by herself for once. She knew Joker probably wouldn't be too happy about her going off without him but she needed some alone time to think. She had been realizing lately how much she's changed and at the same time, she hasn't. She was pathetically in love with Joker but some of the things she wanted, she knew he would never want.

Harley shook her head to rid herself of the thoughts racing through her mind as she strutted over to Joker, plopping down next to him. "Hey, Puddin'! How's it hanging?" She grinned, laughing as she looked up at him. She was going to pretend like nothing was happening for the moment until he realized what she had done. She could never be sure how he would react about something. Sometimes he'd be off the wall about it or sometimes he'd surprise her.

(Sorry if it blows)

@ BadStreetBoys

@ The Joker;
Joker had just opened one of his favorite clubs for the night, and was sitting in the back of it, looking out towards all the people who were occupying it. Today had been considered one of his 'good' days, but everyone knew that could very well change in an instance if he became upset. Even then, the only reason they were considered a 'good' day, was because of Harley Quinn. She had become the only thing that caused his to waiver from his sadistic and evil self. On his middle finger he wore a large gold ring, with an equally large diamond on it, turning it back and forth as he just watched, a few different thoughts running through his mind, one of which wondering where Harley had been, she hadn't said much to him that morning, but he hadn't asked either. He glanced up as he heard someone approach, and grinned devilishly when he saw it was Harley. "Hey there Harls." He commented, leaning over and planting a kiss on her lips before leaning back into his own seat. "Hey," he paused and waved his hand towards the empty stage that lay in front of them. "How about you go put on a little show for your man, huh?" Joker asked. His lust had definitely been up for the night, how could it not be? Harley had a perfect body, and that was one thing he always let her know. The music had been turned up a bit, and began to bump throughout the club. A few of the other stages had some random women Joker paid dancing on them, and the men drunkenly watched.

Joker snapped at an employee of the club for some drinks, which he promptly got. He tapped his ring on the side of the glass, enjoying the sound it made. Then lifted it to his lips as he watched Harley get up on the stage. He supposed down the whisky and just had a grin on his lips as he looked her up and down. At this moment he did believe himself to be very lucky to have her as his own. He very well had no idea what his feelings for her were, but he knew there was something there that he tried to ignore. Even though she was an exception to his casual rage, there were plenty of times when he'd treat her just the same as everything else, but she never left, and he thought highly of it. She was a good girl, to him anyway. Joker also knew he was very possessive of Harley, on more than one occasion he had flipped out on someone for looking at Harley too long, or someone cat calling her on the street. It wasn't like she hadn't warned them, she knew exactly how he was. But guys tended not to listen, and that's when they got their heads bashed in. Joker whistled up at Harley and have her another lustful grin as he leaned back into his chair, sipping whisky, and content with keeping his mind clear of destruction for the moment.

Harley walked up to the empty stage and started to sway her hips as she danced for Joker, smirking over at him when he whistled at her. She loved the attention that he gave her and she knew that he loved her but it was in his own sick and twisted way. But she didn't know how someone like him could love and that was what worried her all of the time. But she knew he would never leave her. He wasn't going to go anywhere and that was the only thing that made her stay with him. She had changed, sure. But it didn't change her ability to love. And loving him is what she did best even though he didn't treat her the best all of the time.

@ BadStreetBoys

@ The Joker;
Joker couldn't help but just smirk to himself as he watche Harley move up on stage, she was perfect for him, and he damn well knew it, but he never outwardly expressed that to anyone. Harley was different for him, she been the only person to ever see him emotional, and if they had ever actually broken up he could consider killing her for that reason alone. He finished his glass before standing up, he undid the top few buttons of his shirt before clinging onto the stage alongside Harley and grabbing her hips, pulling her towards himself. Joker loved to make a show, especially when that show was to show Harley off. "How lucky am I you're all mine?" He purred before roughly kissing her lips. Joker pulled away and let go, frowning for a moment. He could always tell when someone was staring at him, which he didn't enjoy. He looked around and saw the same pervert he'd seen eyeing Harley before on the street. A small growl emerged from his chest. "Dead fucker." He said quietly, instinctively giving Harley's hand a squeeze before he moved and hoped off the stage, grabbing a bat he always kept near he and Harley's seats, and making his way over to the man.

"So you like what you see?" He pondered, leaning on the bat,a sickly grin on his red lips. When the guy responded, Joker wasn't listening, he just nodded curtly. "Okay." He said and waved for Harley to come to him. "You take a lot of interest in her, here and outside." He commented and tapped his chin. The man seemed to agree, oogling Harley again, which caused Joker to tense up. "But hey, you know what they say about curiosity." He paused and chuckle. "Curiosity killed the cat." He said and swung the bat straight against the man's head. The sound of metal bat cracking bone echoed in the corner, before Joker tossed it away, looking back at Harley. "Sorry you had to be up close for that, pumpkin pie. Can't be letting other guys fantasizing about you, that's wrong." He cooed softly and grabbed her chin as he looked down at her. "You're mine, and I'm yours. I know you do the same for me." He said before moving back towards his chair. "Where have you been today? I was lonely all morning and unable to entertain myself."

Harley hopped off the stage and walked over to where the Joker was confronting the guy who was watching her. She couldn't help but giggle at his comment. She hid her flinch as she heard the guys skull crack, glancing over at the Joker with a grin as wicked as his own. "I'm all yours, puddin'," Harley said to him with a twinkle in her eyes. As he moved away from her, she followed suit and sat down next to him, swallowing when she heard him ask where she had been. She didn't know whether to tell the truth or lie. Normally, a lie would get her into huge trouble with him but sometimes he didn't know she was lying. But this is something he would definitely find out about so she figured the only choice she really had was to tell the truth. "I had went and gotten myself a few necklaces and rings," she shrugged as if it were nothing, moving in closer next to Joker.

@ BadStreetBoys

@ The Joker;
Joker grinned deviously as she said she was his. He loved that. Jen was a possessive person, but she was just as obsessed with him as he was her. It worked. He say and crossed his legs at the knee, draping his arm across the back of her chair, eying her with a small grin again. He could tell she had all of a sudden got nervous and raised an eyebrow. "Oh did you?" He asked, tapping his fingers on the arm of his chair. Joker seemed to think for a moment before looking back at Harley. "Well Harls, why don't you say we head out from here, and you show me what you got yourself?" He said with a smirk, rwaching over and grabbing his hand. "Let's go." Joker stoop up and lifted Harley up, wrapping his arm around her waist as he made his way through the people and out to his car. He swung open the passengers seat for her, then climbed into the drivers seat. Joker revved the engine and let out an evil cackle. "Let's go for a ride baby" he yelled out as he pulled out of the parking lot quickly. He weaved through traffic, just chuckling at the angry honks. He had one hand on the wheel and one on her thigh