Joker And Harley Quinn Quotes の小説・ストーリー

“I can’t judge her for that.” “Hell none of us could. You and I have been where she was… We have the damn scars to prove it.The difference is that we weren’t stuck there for five years.” Joker sighed. “Now, I’m a little crazy from my time and you’re a goddamn hard ass and that has been our lot in life. But her…. She seems to have gotten a double dose of both.”

She was gone and left me in her place. Joker opened the door before shutting it when I yelled at him. I wanted him to wrap me up in his arms, but I wouldn’t allow him to. The Queenie last week may have been good enough to balance out Joker one day. However, the remaining Queenie won’t give in to her want of him. He deserved someone soft, who could mellow, and who could help him carry on his legacy. I would be an anchor holding him back. Joker comes in sometime later with a phone. “I told them you were safe. Other than that, it’s up to you.” He places the phone on the nightstand while putting it on speaker.

Just like what I imagined. ” Do you want to kill me with that loud banging ” I say sarcastically both of them busting into laughter as they get inside the messy apartment. ” Nothing can kill you." Jed, the good boy amongst us says. ” Their is definitely one thing that will kill him ” Harvey says with an evil smirk . ” And what is it?" I ask him curious. Of course I don't expect something sensible from him . He has a more dirtier mind than mine just because he doesn't fuck as my random girls as I do.

the one who had suggested in killing me responded. “You're crazy!” One whisper-yelled. “What do you see in that man?” “Riches and the chance to be a Luna,” answered the evil plotter. “Just let her be, she'd die anyways,” one said dryly, and just then I felt darkness snatching me away.

I retorted, matching my tone to hers. She huffed and crossed her arms over the too-white duvet, flexing her fists so the lettering across her knuckles stretched. Love and hate both got distorted. ‘Huh, sounds like your messed-up brain, buddy,’ said Knight. ‘Don’t act like yours is any better,’ I shot back. He held up his paws. ‘Can’t argue with that.’ “Some bastard poisoned me, all right?” said Harley, fixing her gaze on the linoleum floor. “I don’t know who it was or how they did it. Now Nova’s got the whole pack on lockdown while she tries to find the little bitch who did it.”

He revels in it, his laughter echoin' through the room, fillin' the space with a twisted sense of joy. “Ya an asshole,” I mutter, unsure of what else to say, feelin' the weight of the situation pressin' down on me. “Oh, I’m hurt!” Joker exclaims, his hand flyin' up to his heart in mock agony. “Ouch,” he adds with an exaggerated pout, clearly enjoyin' every second of this. I roll my eyes at his theatrics. “I might need to tell my daughter ya bad for 'er,” he laughs.

I replied awkwardly. We all waited together for a while. We were avoiding each other's eyes—a pair of awkward teenagers. Gosh, I still have to take responsibility for this situation. I spread one palm of my hand in front of her feet, which were busy dragging the ground. Her attention shifted to me. She stared at me questioningly as I suddenly bombarded her with a sweet smile. "Even though Harley Quinn is brutal and violent, she is still crazy about the Joker. Just like me, I'll give you your fair share of bitchiness and love." I said in a cheerful tone.

Athena POV “I used to think my life was a tragedy, but now I realize, it’s a comedy”. That famous quote from the Joker runs through my head over and over, as my clothes are absolutely drenched in slimy red and yellow gunk. Only, in my case, it’s still a tragedy. I fail to see the comedy part in all of this.