A Walk In The Park (Harley Smoochikens)

[Darcy Leone]

The Joker strolled down the street in his civilian clothing taking side glances at folk, his creepy gaze simply taking in the beauty of a simple walk in the park on a warm sunny day. He took a side glance at his lady who was walking the hyenas. People were staring at them in amazement as the odd couple walked on through. Jack gave them all dirty looks and simply walked over to a fat couple that was staring. He shook the confused man's hand. Then the lady's. They both collapsed on the ground with grins on their faces. Jack put away his little serum needle he had attached to his hand and kept walking.

[purple]"Dontcha just hate it when people stare, Harley? Honestly, they should spend less time staring and more time having fun!"[/purple]

[Harleen Quinzel]

Harleen was delighted. She wore a pretty red flannel shirt and tight fitting black jeans. Booted high-heels donned her feet. And she had the Joker again. She still couldn't get over the fact the he really was back. It was just so... strange to have him back.

Bud and Lou's leashes were twisted around her hand and her two babies just walked relaxingly at both her sides. She looked around at all the stares. It made her laugh, to be honest. She sorta understood why they stared. It's not every day you see a 'scarred smile' and a woman walking hyena's. Either reason seemed reason enough! She just smiled at them and throw small waves their way.

Harley stayed at Jack's side as he went to shake hands with an obese couple. She counted in her head how long it would take them to fall limp. There was no way he was just shaking hands for the fun of it. It didn't take long and she couldn't help but laugh at the sight if it when it did.

"Well, ya can't really blame them fer starin', Puddin'. I mean, it ain't everyday that ya see scares like yours and hyena's like mine." Harleen said, smiling softly.

[Darcy Leone]

Jack continued walking. Kind of revealing his darker side, he ignored her obvious comment thinking about what to do next.

[purple]"Yes yes Harley. That's all good but daddy's thinking..."[/purple]

He placed his hand up to his chin. There wasn't much to do and they were alone in the park seeing as the dead bodies scared everyone off. Snapping his fingers, he grinned at his lady love.

[purple]"THAT'S IT! Harley, what do ya think about inviting some of our friends from Arkham to a shin-dig? Or is it a hullabaloo... Hmmm."[/purple]

He unwittingly got sidetracked in his thoughts. Go figure...

[purple]"Anywhoooo, doesn't that sound like fun??"[/purple]

[Harleen Quinzel]

She could tell that he wasn't listening. He just had one of those looks in his eyes that said it all. Harley just continued to walk at the Joker's side, though she kept one of her eyes one him the whole time.

Bud and Lou made a low growl in their throats. Glancing down, she laughed. The two were growling at a squirrel that was running passed. Her pets never ceased to amaze her.

The sound of the Joker snapping made her eyes snap up towards him. she listened to him. "Umm... I like tha idea an' all, Puddin'," she said. "But how do ya plan on doin' that. It sounds really fun, though."

[Darcy Leone]

He pulled her close. His fingers began to trace the outlineing of her pretty face. Harley was quite possibly the best looking blonde that Jack had ever met. Not all of him was the Joker. In Arkham, the renound famous psychologist that didn't go insane from his antics told him to reveal a more romantic side for better sex. Jack thought that was a hell of an idea! For now, only when he was around Harley, he could reveal a softer side. Not because he loved her. He needed her like she needed him. Crime is good, but what is it really if you have noone to share in the misery of others? He kissed her slowly. Then pulling back after parting lips from his lady he said quietly.

[purple]"I haven't kissed you have I? It's a shame my dear. Real shame."[/purple]

He noticed a cop walk behind them and he was about to try to arrest Jack, he yanked out a sawed off twelve guage from his overcoat and knocked the police officer off his feet as quickly as he walked behind him... Then as the cop was gasping for breathe trying to get up, he walked over and took a final shot to the man's face. He was sick of Gotham cops. He turned back to Harley and cocked his weapon with a grin.

[purple]"Smoochikens, we never plan anything. That's what Dent's for!"[/purple]

[Harleen Quinzel]

Harley's eyes widened. O how she loved moments like these. Her grip on her hyena's leashes loosened as she was pulled closer to him. She closed her, feeling his hand trace over her face. A very soft smile crossed her lips as she opened her eyes and took in a deep breath.

Then he did something that surprised her, really surprised her. He kissed her. She felt like she was in another dream. And when it ended, in her mind, it had ended too quickly.

Harley's pale cheeks began to glow a deep pink. Looking down, she smiled and didn't even notice the cop. Her mind was just continuously playing the last thirty seconds that happened.

"Smoochikens, we never plan anything. That's what Dent's for!"

Harley's lifted her head, biting the inside of her cheeks. They were still hot, though. A sly smile crossed her face. "Of course." A torrent of giggles filled her throat.

[Darcy Leone]

He licked his lips, bending down and picking up the cop's Glock .45. He also grabbed the police cap and put it on.

[purple]"Hehehehehehe!!!! Won't be needing this..."[/purple]

The day was just beginning. You try to take the life away from a person, and he escapes. You try revenge... Doesn't work. When everything seems out of place in a person's life, the only thing to resort to is your inner comedy. The humor that drives a great many to do the things that shape the world into the old decrepit piece of crap it is. The Joker had it. He had the funny. Why couldn't people understand? He would have to instill his love into the lives of others and make them understand.

He turned to the love of his life.

[purple]"You wanna get some ice-cream?"[/purple]

He picked up the dead cop's badge and wallet.

[purple]"Maybe they'll have some donuts there to."[/purple]

Breaking point is go... Now sit back and watch the shatter...