14th Gag
[Action for Joker (Harley's already gone)]
[A note is left in the middle of the floor of Joker's headquarters, with a gift box beside it. There's a ticking from the box.]You know, Puddin', I've been doin' a lotta thinkin' lately. See, when I first got here, I was upset. Y'know, emotional. But after the last few curse things, 'specially that memory ( Read more... )
[A note is left in the middle of the floor of Joker's headquarters, with a gift box beside it. There's a ticking from the box.]You know, Puddin', I've been doin' a lotta thinkin' lately. See, when I first got here, I was upset. Y'know, emotional. But after the last few curse things, 'specially that memory ( Read more... )
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I'm sorry, unless I am mistaken, you're a well known criminal, are you not?
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[Pressing her eye up to the peephole to try and look through it, too, even though it doesn't work that way.]
I'm here to see a pal o' mine. S'pposed t'live around here somewhere. Y'know her?
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[Pulls a shotgun from the nearby umbrella stand]
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Said her name was Steph. We share a mutual acquaintance with a certain somebody back in Gotham.
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Then he finds the note and box.
It takes him a moment, but he finally reads the note, going over the letter.
Ten times.
The note crumples in his hands as he reaches for the box, tearing it open as if it were a present he KNOWS well is just lame underwear so he does it quick like a bandaid so he can get to the other presents... And out pops the Harley-in-the-box.
The ticking. The smoke. The note. The music box.
It was all... so funny.
He knew what the ticking had to be... But he stood there, dropping the box down onto the table, and laughed.
In the warehouse, his mad cackling filled the place, echoing off the metallic walls, off the clown paraphernalia. It was crippling. He doubled over with madness, one hand planted on the ground as his knees hit the cold, hard cement, the other hand clutching at his splitting sides.
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