The Quinn Files

The Asylum

When the Joker was reported to be back at the asylum, I couldn't wait to help out my Puddin! He was the dreamiest guy to fall for. The green hair that curled under water, the purple suit that could drive any crazy lady, well, CRAZY, and the dashing smile that no one could eva take off his face. After I clocked out my psychiatrist job at the asylum, I rushed home to get presentable for my Puddin.

I got home and got down to business. I got into my doctor costume with the fishnet tights and open torso. My Puddin loved his good share of Doctors with wonderful smiles. I quickly went over to my make-up counter and put on my white face paint. I was really tempted to put my red face paint on like scars, but last time I did that around Puddin... Well you can guess it did not make him laugh. I shrugged it off and continued. I did my eyeshadow and eyeliner. I put on my lashes and put on my black mask. I thought it gave me my spunk. I brushed out my blonde hair and dyed one side red. And the other black. But only at the tips because my Puddin liked his blondes pure. I put my hair in two pink tails and  put on my nurse hat. I quickly clipped my id badge on. I want that stinking bat face loser to know exactly who I was. I hated Batman with a burning passion. The way he thought he could spoil all of Puddin's joke. Hell, he was just trying to make people laugh. But no, apparently My Joker was not the funniest guy to him. "We will show him", I thought. We had been planing to take over Arkham for weeks. We even had Jokers crew get shipped over from black gate. Shame about that fire.

I giggled at the thought and got up. I put on my red and purple boots and called Joker before he got caught. Ring, ring. He picked up. "Hiya Puddin!" "How is my little Harley? Is she ready for me?" "As ready as you need me to be Puddin! Go ahead and let the bat freak get ya, so I can later!" "Oh Harley, you little minx." "Love you Puddin! See you soon!" I hung up the phone and went to my car.

I drove to the bridge and hid the get away car. There was no way that Puddin was going to ride away in a shitty Toyota. I walk on the island and take the employee entrance. It doesn't matter if they have my id now. Harleen Quinzel was outdated anyway. I am now Harley Quinn, and it was going to stay that way.