Post by mallory on Aug 14, 2010 23:23:39 GMT -5
Was Harley really that annoying? Either that or she was purely invisible, because the only person who noticed her entrance was her dear ol' puddin'. And he didn't seem too happy to see her. When he raised his voice to her, she pulled back into herself, holding back a shriek. She never understood why he was always so angry with her. She came her to surprise him! She didn't do anything wrong. She wasn't intruding on anything too important (so she thought). All Harley wanted was some god damn recognition and maybe a freaking compliment or two. But no. Everyone was too busy mocking her as she walked in. Or poking fun at the winged rat that fell through the ceiling. Or pushing her backwards and into seal tanks. Wait...what? Was that last one actually happening? She tried to explain why she was there, but before she could mutter anything, her body was sent flying back by The Joker's chair.
So there she sat. In a large tank full of seals. With everyone else paying attention to more important things than her. Did no one even think that she would die? Did no one consider helping her out for a god damn moment? No. Because no one took her seriously. They'd regret it. Oh boy, would they regret it. The Penguin wobbled over, telling her information she already knew. She stood up, her suit soaking wet and her face make-up running. "I KNOW I CAN GET EATEN IN HERE YA BIG BEAKED MORON!" Her voice was very loud and very angry. She didn't even care about the stupid Batgirl anymore. She cared that The Joker had just pushed her into what could've been her death, and he didn't do a single thing about it. Stepping out slowly, avoiding the mouth of the deal, Harley shook her head piece a bit before deciding to take it off and place it on one of the non-broken tables.
"I cannot BELIEVE you would do that ta me Mistah J!" She marched over to him, giving him the meanest look she could (which, in all actuality, was quite laughable). "What makes ya think you can just push me inta a tank of seals! Do ya want me ta die?!" She probably shouldn't of said that. Sadly, deep down, she knew the answer. Turning away from her puddin', she faced the rest of the villains. "And you lot! You stupid pieces of crap! Did no one think of helping me outta the damn tank? NO! 'Cause ya too busy with the stupid, pathetic, itty bitty Baby Bats!" Finally, she looked at the cause of everyone's misfortune. It was this stupid girls fault. If she didn't fall through the ceiling, Mistah J wouldn't have had a temper and blew his lid at her. Yeah. It was all her fault. Stupid Bat knock off. She scowled, marching her wet and squishy feet inches away from her face. "You bettah have a good reason fa bein' here tanight you stupid copy cat!" Her voice was too loud for her to be that close to her. But Harley didn't care. She was pissed beyond belief. And nothing could really stop her now.
So there she sat. In a large tank full of seals. With everyone else paying attention to more important things than her. Did no one even think that she would die? Did no one consider helping her out for a god damn moment? No. Because no one took her seriously. They'd regret it. Oh boy, would they regret it. The Penguin wobbled over, telling her information she already knew. She stood up, her suit soaking wet and her face make-up running. "I KNOW I CAN GET EATEN IN HERE YA BIG BEAKED MORON!" Her voice was very loud and very angry. She didn't even care about the stupid Batgirl anymore. She cared that The Joker had just pushed her into what could've been her death, and he didn't do a single thing about it. Stepping out slowly, avoiding the mouth of the deal, Harley shook her head piece a bit before deciding to take it off and place it on one of the non-broken tables.
"I cannot BELIEVE you would do that ta me Mistah J!" She marched over to him, giving him the meanest look she could (which, in all actuality, was quite laughable). "What makes ya think you can just push me inta a tank of seals! Do ya want me ta die?!" She probably shouldn't of said that. Sadly, deep down, she knew the answer. Turning away from her puddin', she faced the rest of the villains. "And you lot! You stupid pieces of crap! Did no one think of helping me outta the damn tank? NO! 'Cause ya too busy with the stupid, pathetic, itty bitty Baby Bats!" Finally, she looked at the cause of everyone's misfortune. It was this stupid girls fault. If she didn't fall through the ceiling, Mistah J wouldn't have had a temper and blew his lid at her. Yeah. It was all her fault. Stupid Bat knock off. She scowled, marching her wet and squishy feet inches away from her face. "You bettah have a good reason fa bein' here tanight you stupid copy cat!" Her voice was too loud for her to be that close to her. But Harley didn't care. She was pissed beyond belief. And nothing could really stop her now.
