Harley Quinn and Her daughter, Frangipani, are caught by the Batman during a chase through Gotham city in a failed escapade to trick the vigilante. During her three life sentence, She and Francine are recruited to join an elite special force team of...
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" DON'T GO WASTING EMOTIONS. LAY ALL YOUR LOVE ON ME." I began singing the lyrics to the introduction of 'lay all your love on me'. Music flows out and through speakers connected to a radio, Ms. Waller gave me. She can come across vindictive, mean, but personally she was kind enough to gift me my source of entertainment. I shouldn't be in here, at belle Reve prison. But here we are. My mom is Harley Quinn, making it a probability and certainty I would round up in a cell on a black site. In a swamp.
All I did was help my dad, Joker, torture a few of his henchmen and those who betrayed him. 'Stupid Batman. I was trying to help my dad. Now I'm sweating inside a prison.'
I was in the middle of cartwheeling, balancing on one hand to maximise my concentration, poking out my tongue. Both pig tails, I had tied, were loosening. The faded maroon red hair dye resembling a poinsettia, a Florescent bright coloured flower indigenous to Central America. Aunt ivy taught me differences in botany during her time when she wasn't inside Arkham. 'I miss Aunty P.' There were days when I wish to be free, causing mayhem in Gotham and taunting civilians. Grunts then panting is heard coming from Floyd Lawton's cell. 'He's using his punching bag again.'
I've met him once before when Griggs, the commanding officer I never felt comfortable around because of his provocative and sexual innuendoes, had gave my body a look over when I first arrived here. I was seventeen. Floyd had punched Griggs square straight in the nose. I like him even if he doesn't show much of his emotions. I've been in here, repeating my routine, for a whole year. Wake up, eat the hot piece of pizza Ms. Waller made certain I would receive each day. Then continue on teasing the guards, they're tense. it's hilarious making sure I don't miss out on doing it each hour of the morning and evening. 'Why so serious.' It was obvious, clear, there are questions about Ms. Waller being nice to a criminal's daughter like me. I would as well. 'I'm her favourite criminal.' I giggle; thinking.
