The Villain's Time

Joker laughs, and walks into the bedroom.
He looks through the cupboard and sighs, picking out black suit trousers and a white shirt.
He takes the gun holster from his shoulders, checking his gun and reloading it.
He places it back in the holster and gets changed, flinging the holster over his shoulders, leaving the shirt open apart from a few buttons at the bottom, showing off gold chains around his neck and his wrists.
He tucks his shirt in and walks out, looking at Harley and frowning.
"Go, go get changed." He waves her off into the room.
"You can't dance like that." He mumbles.

Jack grins and turns away sniggering.
"Just wait until you meet Joker, tiny," he chuckles.
"Keep him under control, Nicky. If he steps out of line once, I'll kill him." He sneers, walking up to Jester and mumbling in her ear.
"Keep an eye on the little brat. Don't let him start any trouble." He whispers, his rough Russian voice a low growl.

Joker grinned, trying to stop his hungry eyes falling onto her ass.
"Very good, Harley." He grinned, walking up to her and whispers in her ear, in a low growl
"Beautiful."'
He turns away, his aftershave wafting in her face.
Joker grabs the car keys and unlocks the Vaydor.
Opening Harley's door before crawling into the drivers seat.
"Come on, Harls!" He called.

Jack shakes his head at Baby.
"Pathetic." He growls
He sits on the pavement, looking at the Vaydor and watching Joker and Harley get in the car, and he calls to Jester
"Where'd you think they're going?" He asks, looking at Harley.
"Aaah. Kinky clothes. Smile and Grin." He chuckles.

"Let them be outside." He mumbles, starting the car.
He begins to drive, the vaydor roaring as he drives.

"I didn't cry, even as a child." He growls.
"It's his own fault." He snarls, spitting at Baby.

Joker pulls up outside Smile and Grin and walks round the back, his arm around Harley's shoulders as he guides her through the door, smirking.
He climbs the stairs to his office, and Johnny was waiting for him
"Looking good Mr. J!" He says, dusting down the Jokers White and gold leather diamond encrusted couch.
Joker sits down, eyeing Johnny, who was looking at Harley, obviously too scared to compliment her incase Joker kills him, like he's done to others on several occasions.
Joker chuckles, looking at his expression
"Well, go ahead, tell her how beautiful she looks."
"She'll be dancing soon, won't you Harley?" Joker pats his lap, inviting Harley to come sit on it.
"You.. you look amazing Miss Q." Johnny stutters, closing his eyes in case Joker had changed his mind.
Johnny let out a relived sigh as he realised he was still alive a few seconds later.

Jack rolls his eyes and looks at Baby
"Man up." He snarls.

"She likes sitting on Daddy's lap.." Joker grins, looking at Johnny.
Johnny was staring at Harley, unable to keep his eyes off of her.
Joker frowns and says
"Hey, Johnny, go take out the bins, will you?" Joker sniggers, knowing it was Johnnys most hated task.
Johnny takes his eyes off Harley looks at him, slightly startled.
"Y-yes Mr. J"
"Sorry." Johnny adds quickly.
Joker chuckles and says
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Run along, Johnny-Boy." He cackles, watching Johnny leave.
Joker points at the mini-stage at the centre of his office, fitted with a pole.
"Private session for Daddy first, Harls?" He grins.

Jack grins, and stands up.
"Cmon Jess, Nicole, lets go inside."
Jack walks into the house, knowing fine well he didn't invite Baby in, and he wanted to see what he would do.
He looks at Jess smirking.
"Little fucker..." he sniggers.

Joker grins hungrily
"Pole dance, Harley."
"Leave some of your moves for later though, honey." He sniggers, ignoring the aggrivating clenching feeling in his chest that he'd got used to long ago.
Joker watches her, waiting for her to begin, smiling.

Jack raises an eyebrow.
"Hey, who the hell said he could come in?" He calls, chuckling.
He turns to Jester, smirking.

Joker grins watching her
"Careful, Harls."
"You don't wanna give anyone out there heart failure, that would require an ambulance." He laughs

Jack walks
"Cmon Jess." He says, brushing past her shoulder and walking into the living room and jumping on the couch, sitting tall and proud.

"A lap dance? I can go with that." He sniggers, admiring her body shape with a hungry glint in his eyes.

"What's up Jess?" He asks, frowning and looking back at his sister.

Joker smirks, enjoying the show before Johnny bursts into the room, panting and out of breath.
"Mr. J!! Someone's here to talk to you!" He says, obviously stressed.
"What the fuck have I told you about bursting into here like that?" Joker growls
"I'm-"
Joker cuts him off and grunts
"Who is it?"
"Erm.. someone.. they say you know you?"
"Ugh. Send them in." He sighs.
He stops Harley.
"Just sit for now, and don't speak until you're spoken to." He huffs.

Johnny heards a middle aged man in, who was stumbling over his own feet, steaming drunk.
"Hello, Mistah J." He outstretches a grimy hand for Joker to shake.
Joker ignores it, and looks at his watch instead.
"Who the fuck are you?" He growls
"I'm *hic* Matthew, pleased to meet your acquaintance." He slurrs.
Joker looks at him up in disgust.
"Why are you here?" He snarls.
"Um.. i-I'm here to *hic* tell yo-you owe my boss *hic* money."
Joker looks at him, clearly outraged.
"So you decide it's a good idea to burst into my office, disturb my girl and tell m I owe your boss money?!" He snaps.
"Well, listen here, I don't give two shits what I owe your boss, he ain't getting it." Joker sneers, sipping at his Vodka.
"What do you think about this, Harley?" Joker says.



Jacks eyes widen
"Nicole, what the hell?" He says, looking at Baby.
"What did you do, you little shit, tell me before I slit your throat." He snarls, fury in his eyes.

"I know Harley, I know." Joker says.
He looks at Matthew, and Matthew says.
"I mean, if you share some of that ass then I can half it."
Joker roars, and, faster than known possible, Joker pulls out his gun and shoots Matthew in the kneecap.
"What the fuck!?" Matthew squeaks, his voice breaking with pain.
Joker presses the heavy Cold metal custom gun into Harley's hand.
"Finish him." Joker whispers in her ear.
"How dare you disrespect my Harley like that." He snarls at Matthew.
"I'm- I'm sorry." He stutters.


Jack turns on him
"And why should I believe you?" His eyes flash with anger and hatred.

"That's it Harley-Girl." He smirks.
"Now, let's head out of this cramped office and get the real party started." He grins, standing up, and walking out of the door, revealing many strippers and gamblers and a big bar at the back.


Jack grins
"You're pathetic, you're weak." Jack spits.

"Nicole Nicole sweetheart wake up." Nicole woke up looking at her mother's face. "You sleep like an ox dear now get up we have stuff to do." Nicole jumps up looking at the women, "...mom? Wait where Jack?" "Annie is Nicole awake?" "Yes Dan she up." Annie turns back to her, "Now dear who is Jack? A boyfriend?" Her eyes light up. Nicole frowns, "No he my mate! My fuck buddy the hyena I love."

Annie got mad, "Nicole! You don't use that language your only 12 now get dress now!" Nicole stares even after her mother walk out.

"Getting drunk having some chicks. Being lonely as always." He frowns taking a sip.

Baby nods dragging Nicole to her room.

Joker raises an eyebrow and sits beside Diablo,
"Meet anyone nice?" Joker grins, taking the Vodka that was lying on the table, and gulps it down.
He laughs at the familiar burn in the back of his throat, and the acidy aftertaste.

Jack follows him and walks away, only to hear Nicole scream.
He runs in, ears flattened.
"What the fuck did you do!?" Jack roars, looking at Baby.
Jacks mane bristled, locking eyes with him.