Hey! So this is going to be a multi-part one shot...if that's even a thing XD. So, here's part one!

Prompt:Joker just broke Harley and his kids out from Belle Reve, and now they need a break. Time to go to the beach!

Home.

Harley missed it here. But, she was finally back. As she walked in the door, Trixie sound asleep on her hip, she smiled.

"I'll go get this one to bed." Joker stated, taking Trixie from Harley.

"Kay. I'll be there in a sec." Harley replied, still keeping her eyes on the house.

After a few seconds, Harley followed him to Trixie's room, but stopped at the doorframe of Trixie's room and smiled as Joker put her to bed.

Joker put his little girl under the covers, kissed her forehead, and whispered, "I love you princess."

"I love you too Daddy." Trixie said sleepily.

Who would've guessed the Clown King of Crime would be so gentle towards his kids? But he was. They were his princesses, and if anyone dared lay a finger on them, they'd regret ever being born. And he was going to make sure Waller felt that way.

After Trixie was sleeping, Harley walked over next to Joker. "She's the baby." Harley smiled.

"Yes she is." Joker replied. He then leaned in and kissed Harley's cheek. "But you're the original."

Harley giggled. "Yea, I am aren't I?"

"#OG!" Hailey yelled from her room, earning a laugh from Jackie.

"How did she-?" Harley questioned, looking at the door.

"Because she's like a hawk," Joker said. "She hears everything."

Harley giggled before saying, "I was thinking, maybe we should take a day off. You know, like a vacation. Just you, me, and the kids. We can wear them out, then we can have time to ourselves."

"That sounds fun." Joker smiled. "How about a beach house?"

"Perfect. Can we leave tomorrow?"

"We can leave whenever you want."

•

The next morning, while Joker finished packing, Harley went to wake up the kids.

First, she went into Trixie's room. Kneeling down, she smiled. "Time to get up baby. Guess what we're doing today?"

Still half asleep, Trixie groaned saying, "What Mommy?"

"You wanna go to the beach?"

"Mhmm."

"Then come on! Get up!"

"Uppy Mommy." Trixie begged, making grabby hands towards Harley.

Harley sighed. "Okay, but only if you promise to get ready like a big girl!"

"I promise Mommy." Trixie said.

Harley smiled, loving the way she said promise making it sound like 'pomise'. Lifting Trixie into her arms, she went into Jackie's room.

"Jackie, we're goin' to the beach. Get up, c'mon!" Harley ripped the covers off Jackie's bed.

"Really Mom?" Jackie groaned; after hanging out with Hailey too much, Jackie became a bit of a teenager.

"Yes, really, come on, get up!" After she finished saying this, Harley was already on her way to Hailey's room.

Entering the teenagers room, she yelled, "Hailey, get up! We're goin' on a vacation!" Just like she did with Jackie, Harley ripped the covers off of Hailey.

"We're going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship! Zooming through the sky! LITTLE EINSTEINS!" Trixie sang.

"Okay, I'm up, I'm up!" Hailey said, trying to get up.

"Good! Now get ready!" Harley yelled, now making her way to her and J's room.

"Puddin' can you take her for a sec? I need to go change." Harley asked, referring to Trixie.

"Yea, sure," Joker replied. "Come 'ere, Princess." As he said this, he took Trixie from Harley.

"Daddy!" Trixie exclaimed, nuzzling into the crook of his neck.

Chuckling, he said, "Hi Princess."

Harley smiled then went to put on her bathing suit.

When she was done, it was time to get the little one ready. "Trixie! Come on!"

In seconds, Trixie was in her room, resting on the side of her bed. "I want my fringe Mommy." she said. She was referring to her blue and purple bikini with fringe on the top.

"Okay. You want help?" Harley questioned. Trixie nodded, and Harley helped her put her suit on.

"Alright, there you go Princess." Harley smiled, kissing her cheek. "I be downstairs in a second to get you breakfast, okay?"

Trixie nodded and ran downstairs, running past her father as she ran out the door.

"She wanted her fringe." Harley giggled.

"You know, she is a carbon copy of you."

"Oh really? So do I run around singing Little Einsteins?"

"No, but she's peppy and quirky like you."

"Don't flatter yourself." Harley joked.