The Driving Range

•The Driving Range•

The Joker and Harley Quinn were the King and Queen of Gotham City. They had huge sums of money, and everything they could ever want.

One hot summers day mid July the King and Queen stepped out of their palace to try something new.

They had payed - yes payed not stole, killed or threatened anyone for it - for 4 hours just the two of them in a driving range. Driving all different kinds of cars. From mini coopers to Ferrarri's to formula one race cars.

The day started at 9.00am in their luxurious penthouse apartment.

The Joker had awoken in a bright room alone in his bed. Sitting up disheveled and his green hair stuck to his face he groaned.

"It's a goddamn Saturday couldn't we have done this later? I need my sleep" he grumbled to himself.

He got out of bed and headed to the bathroom, it seemed that his girlfriend Harley had already used the shower this morning. He hopped in and let the burning hot water cascade over his tattooed skin waking him up.

20 minutes later he walked out of the bathroom water droplets glistening on his abs. He only wore a low hanging towel from his waist.

As he opened his wardrobe to chose his outfit for the day he heard muffled music coming from downstairs.

Harley. He thought.

He chose a light weight white cotton shirt with 3/4 length sleeves and black shorts. He usually looked smart and business like but today was a scorcher and he was going out with his girl.

He started walking down the stairs the sound of music getting louder, as he reached the bottom of the stair case he saw where it was coming from.

In the kitchen his girlfriend, lover and partner in crime was dancing in the kitchen to her favourite band Panic! At the Disco.

She wore a light purple tank top showing her pale tattooed skin and she wore light cotton white shorts and sandals. She looked beautiful.
She swung her hips as she sung to her self, her smile wide and bright. Her blonde curls swishing everywhere.

The Joker stood in the doorway holding back a chuckle. He watched her intently.

"If you wanna start a fight, you better throw the first punch. Make it a good one" she sang her heart out.
She span round and stopped in her tracks seeing J watching her.

"How long?" She asked.

"Bout 5 minutes" he smirked.

She went red and hid her face in her hands. J only laughed louder.

He walked up set a kiss on the top of her head and sat at the breakfast bar. Harley finally took her head out of her hands and walked back over to the stove.

"Breakfast Puddin?" She asked.

"Please doll" he replied.

She set down a plate of eggs, bacon, pancakes and coffee in front of him. He looked at her and smiled warmly.

"How'd I get so lucky eh doll?" He asked.

Harley skipped over to him sitting on his knee. "Hmmmm I don't know?" She teased. "I love treating you Puddin!" She said and kissed his cheek leaving him to eat his breakfast.

J smacked her ass and she got off his knee and he grinned.

That moment Frost entered the room with the cleaning lady Miss Norris. She started washing the dishes and Frost made himself some coffee.