“Eh?” Harley stopped in her tracks, the smile falling from her face. She was always expressive, but without the greasepaint obscuring her humanity, she seemed infinitely more readable. And somewhat more fragile.
“Are ya trying to keep me from my Puddin’, Professah?” Harley said, voice quiet but nonetheless impassioned. Her face drew into a frown, but it wasn’t her usual pout—she looked distraught. Angry, even. “Don’t think you know Mistah J better than I do—he’s not a monster like you all think he is!! He’s an angel, a genius, and he doesn’t mean to hurt me! Mistah J loves me!”
Her hands balled into fists once more; her expression turned furious. “I’m not playin’ games!! We love each other, and after Puddin’ finishes makin’ the city laugh how he wants to, we’re gonna settle down with our hyenas and raise a family! The only one standin’ in the way o’ that is Batman! Everyone thanks we can’t be together—you, Red, everyone! We’ll show ‘em!! I’ll show ‘em!!”
Her voice raised enough for the guards to be watching them now, rather warily. Still, he’d yet to make a move; arguments weren’t so threatening that he’d have to, most likely. Hopefully.
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Date: 2015-02-24 11:27 pm (UTC)“Are ya trying to keep me from my Puddin’, Professah?” Harley said, voice quiet but nonetheless impassioned. Her face drew into a frown, but it wasn’t her usual pout—she looked distraught. Angry, even. “Don’t think you know Mistah J better than I do—he’s not a monster like you all think he is!! He’s an angel, a genius, and he doesn’t mean to hurt me! Mistah J loves me!”
Her hands balled into fists once more; her expression turned furious. “I’m not playin’ games!! We love each other, and after Puddin’ finishes makin’ the city laugh how he wants to, we’re gonna settle down with our hyenas and raise a family! The only one standin’ in the way o’ that is Batman! Everyone thanks we can’t be together—you, Red, everyone! We’ll show ‘em!! I’ll show ‘em!!”
Her voice raised enough for the guards to be watching them now, rather warily. Still, he’d yet to make a move; arguments weren’t so threatening that he’d have to, most likely. Hopefully.