A/N:Hey everyone! Sooo it would seem I have a new favorite movie, one issue it's only in theaters, and it would be none other than *drum roll please!* Suicide Squad! Now I'm not big on the whole Joker and Harley ship mostly because I'm new to the fandom (even batman) and I get mad because joker knocks Harley around and toys with her emotions like a ball on a string but after the movie and talking to a cousin of mine I was told the movie wasn't the first time Joker had showed Harley love and treated her like a human and his queen, so while I'd rather ship Harley and Ivy the movie made it so this idea would not leave me alone (even if I did only see it last night). At any rate I'm rambling so let's just start the story huh?
Picture Perfect...NOT!
What is the definition of a perfect family? A mommy that stays home and cooks and cleans and is there with a bright smile on her face as her husband walks in the door? A father that wakes in the morning and dresses for the day before coming to the table pausing to kiss his wife on the cheek as he grabs his cup of coffee before sitting down and reading the paper then going off to work with a kiss from his wife? One or two, maybe even three, kids playing in the living room, in bedrooms or outside in the yard, maybe even with a dog, while mommy cleans and prepares lunch and makes plans for dinner? If that was the definition of a normal family then they were definitely NOT a normal, picture perfect family.
Harley Quinn sat at her vanity table carefully applying new make up after a shower, it may have been almost midnight but her night was far from over, taking extra care in applying her bright red lipstick, a blazing cherry red her puddin' loved, before smiling at her reflection. After capping the lipstick tube she got to her feet and abandoned her towel on the floor as she walked to the king sized bed, dripping with black silk sheets and a royal purple silk blanket and matching pillows, lifting up the dress that was laid out for her, a pretty little number covered in golden sequins with black diamonds circling her slim waist. She slipped into the dress and looked at the clock, 11:50 she'd be expected down stairs in just ten minutes, before quickly grabbing her black six in stelleto heels, spritzing a bit of her expensive perfume on her neck, and exiting the room.
She was just about to the end of the hall when a small sound caught her ear making her freeze and cautiously look over her shoulder, sure to everyone and their brother she was the untouchable Queen of Gotham City and Joker's girl but at times he could get a little rough and impatient with her, to her relief the sound wasn't Joker at all but rather the door across the hall from where she'd exited cracking open a little. Setting her heels on the floor she quickly went to the door kneeling down on the hardwood floor peeking in the two inch gap the door was open and smiled as she was met with silvery blue eyes, creamy porcelain skin, rosebud lips and a few stray tendrils of blonde curls.
"What are ya doin' up young lady? It's past your bedtime."
The owner of the features pouted opening the door as Harley stood at her full height but kept her soft smile in place as she looked down, the child before her couldn't have been more than four or five years old with blonde ringlets that reach half way down her back looking almost golden in the light from the hall and in contrast to the pale pink night dress she wore.
"Don't wanna sleep."
Harley sighed but offered her hand to the child who took it without looking at her still pouting as she was led to a queen sized bed covered with pastel pink and lilac sheets, blankets and pillows along with dozens of stuffed animals but two large toy hyenas were more carefully placed either side of the pillow. Lifting the girl into her arms then laying her in bed and sitting on the edge Harley looked into the girl's eyes placing a hand on her knee.
"Lucy, baby, don't be that way please? Come on where's mama's smiley girl?"
As she spoke she slipped her hand to the girl's side and began tickling her and after a few fitful attempts to fight it the girl broke out giggling making Harley smile again slowing her attack until her hand was rubbing Lucy's back and the girl managed to stop giggling but not smiling as she looked at her mother.
"Don't wanna sleep, I can't sleep."
Harley's brows knitted together as she leaned against the headboard.
"Is the music bothering you baby?"
When Lucy was born Harley had made sure her room had been given sound proof flooring and walls that would muffle the loud music from the club down stairs but once in awhile the DJ got careless and played the music too loud. Lucy shook her head moving so she was curled into her mother's side.
"No, I want a story mama."
Harley looked at the clock shaped like a kitten, 12:01 she was late already and that meant Mr. J wasn't going to be happy with her but as she looked down at her daughter's big pleading eyes she already knew her choice.
"Alright, but just one then you're going right to sleep."
Lucy nodding moving so she was nestled happily against her pillows the toy hyenas like guards either side of her as she looked at her mother waiting. Harley chuckled shaking her head before thinking, unlike most children her age Lucy didn't have the patience for fairy tales or things like that normally her bedtime story idea was hearing about her daddy's latest adventure, as she called his heists, but tonight Harley didn't feel like recounting the story of another heist so instead she swung her legs up and laid beside her daughter gently stroking her hair.
"This is the story of a king and his queen,"
"No mama! I don't want a story like that!"
Harley chuckled having already predicted that response.
"Just listen baby. Now this is the story of a king and his queen. There once was a king, he ruled over the underground and shadows of a very large city and controlled nearly all the gangs that called it home, he was a very handsome man but he never had eyes for anyone else because in his twisted genius mind he didn't need anyone else until one day he was caught in the middle of a heist by a nasty bat."
She paused to laugh as Lucy made a face.
"Icky Batman!"
"That's right Lucy. After being caught the king was taken to a very bad and lonely place and locked in a cage like an animal and he was treated very poorly and so he began to act more like they expected a mad man to act. Over time the routines became stale and boring leaving him craving some new entertainment, but that was hard to come by in his lonely cell until one day his world was shocked back out of its routine when a woman walked into a room bed been placed in. He couldn't explain it but there was something about this woman from everyone else, she was so professional and stuffy but when he broke that shell and made her laugh he felt things he'd never felt before and didn't understand but he knew two things, he had to get out of that place and he had to make this fascinating woman his."
Harley paused looking at Lucy as she suddenly sat up and looked at the door, following her eyes she found it now wide open so light from the hall was pouring it and leaning on the door frame in tight black pants, a purple silk shirt that was unbuttoned to show off numerous tattoos, steely grey eyes and neon green hair stood Joker. Harley felt her throat go dry as his cold eyes met her's before looking at Lucy, Lucy looked back before she broke into a smile crawling out of bed going to Joker but stopped the length of one of her little arms away from him still smiling.
"Daddy you're home! Mama was tellin' me a story!"
Joker looked at Harley again taking in her slightly on edge form before dropping his eyes back to the child still watching him, her smile now fallen a little and replaced with the pout he originally thought achievable by his queen.
"Daddy can you stay and help tell the story?"
Joker watched Lucy closely for a moment before letting her grab his hand and lead him to the bed where, after she'd settled back in, he sat on the opposite edge from Harley who he lifted his eyes to giving a smile that was a little forced and a little demented.
"Don't stop on my account Harley girl."
Harley smiled mentally shaking herself to remember where she was in the story.
"After a few more meetings with the woman the king finally managed to escape the horrid cage he'd been thrown in and at his side was the woman. He wanted to make her his queen but in order to do that she had to change, change and pledge her love to him Indefinitely, a simple enough task seeing as she was already all but devoted to him, but she didn't expect her commitment pledge to be falling 3 stories into a vat of acid yet she did it for him. When she awake new and changed the king was holding her smiling his biggest craziest grin and laughing victoriously before they shared a kiss, after she'd been changed the king began to do exactly as he'd promised, if she lived for him he'd build her an empire, and he did quickly rising back to his place as king of the underground gangs with a new queen ruling by his side, a queen that was his and only his no one else could touch her to look at her wrong was a crime punishable by death."
"We rose to become the King and Queen of Gotham City and God help anyone who disrespects MY queen."
Harley lifted her eyes to meet Joker's a smile tugging at her lips as one spread across his face before he brought his index finger up to his lips his eyes dropping to Lucy, following his gaze Harley looked down and found their daughter sound asleep between them. She smiled then blinked surprised when his hand was suddenly in her line of sight, she hadn't even felt him get off the bed or heard him walk in front of her but nevertheless, she took the offered hand and stood blushing faintly as she was pulled close against him and made to look up into his eyes.
"If anyone dares disrespect or touch my Queen or Princess they're gonna need more than God to save them."
Harley smiled standing on tiptoe placing a small kiss to his lips before pulling away.
"I love you too puddin'."
The words were barely off her lips before they were crushed by his lips on her's making her tense at first then melt completely resting her hands on his bare chest, it didn't go unnoticed when he hissed in pain making her break the kiss and look up at him worried he'd gotten hurt somehow in his own club down stairs. Seeing the glimpse of worry in her eyes he gave a wide grin and removed his hand from her chin to pull back his shirt revealing that her fingertips were over a still red and angry patch of skin making her move them and reveal a new tattoo added to his collection.
It was fancy and elaborate like some of his tattoos but none the less it still stood out, three large black diamonds with the word king written in fancy script under them, three slightly smaller red diamonds with the word queen under them in the same script then lastly there were two smaller diamonds one red on top and black on bottom and the other black on top and red on bottom then under them in the same fancy script was the word princess. Harley couldn't help but smile as she looked over the tattoo running her fingertips over it light as feathers. If a normal prefect family was one where mommy and daddy weren't the king and queen of the stories told at bedtime, or where they worked normal boring jobs or never set foot within a mile of an asylum then they were NOT normal. They may not have been normal but they were perfect in all their minds, twisted, crazy, evil and prefect.