Couple of screws loose (quite_vexing) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2016-09-19 00:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, h g wells, harley quinn |
Who: Harley and Helena
What: Honeymoon!
Where: Greece!
When: Recent!
status: complete
Rating: Surprisingly PG!
Harley crossed her legs, leaning back in her seat as she looked at Helena over the top of her sunglasses. Then very slowly, very deliberately she lifted an ice cream cone to her mouth and slid her tongue out, giving it a suggestive lick.
A little cafe in Greece and this was the first thing that came to her mind. But then whenever she’s around her wife, that was usually her first thought. After all, lust had come first.
Helena sipped her tea, lounging in her seat. This was certainly the life, being in a gorgeous country with her gorgeous wife. She was definitely flying high in the clouds after the wedding. It felt amazing to have had Christina and her family there to witness it this time. Even her mother had come despite it all. They hadn’t even argued on the wedding day, which should go down in history.
Though something caught her eye and she looked up at Harley and she froze. That tongue, though. She drew in a sharp breath, knowing full well what that tongue could do.
Harley was happy to be a part of history. She even only had eyes for her Helena. It was their honeymoon and for once she wasn’t willing to share. She winked, moving her tongue over and around the ice cream with near tactical precision.
The feeling was mutual, Helena was feeling selfish regarding Harley as well. Considering it was their honeymoon, that was to be expected. Besides, there was plenty of opportunity to share later on. Right now, they were beginning a new stage of their lives together, new wedding rings and all. And Helena licked her lips a bit as she watched the way Harley’s tongue moved over the ice cream.
“I rather think you are going to be the death of me one day, love,” she quipped with a playful smirk on her lips.
“Oh really? I guess my plan to obtain your inheritance is workin’, doll.” She gave the ice cream another lick, then sucked half of it into her mouth. She couldn’t talk for a bit, but eventually she continued, vanilla ice cream on her face, “Death by snu snu.”
Helena eyed the ice cream on Harley’s face. Part of her wanted to throw off public decency, lean forward and lick the ice cream off of Harley’s face. The other part wanted to use her finger to accomplish it. In the end, Helena opted for using her finger, leaning in and wiping the ice cream off before sucking it off of her own finger in a rather sensual manner. “Your plan may indeed be working.”
“Oh.” Well for a moment Harley nearly lost herself. Helena was one of the few people who could really throw her off, and she loved her all the more for that. “You’re just gonna have ta wait cupcake. We got plans today remember? Unless ya wanna defile the oracle of delphi or something.”
“I shall do my utmost to cling to life long enough to make it through the day,” she quipped with a chuckle before sipping her tea. “As much as that is tempting, I would rather not defile the oracle of Delphi. Knowing how the dreams like irony, if we did, some Artifact tied to the oracle of Delphi would be delivered as a gift and then chaos would reign.” There were countless Artifacts in her dreams that came from ancient Greece and Rome. Considering the Warehouse had been started by Alexander the Great, it was little wonder why that was.
“But wouldn’t that be fun? Chaos!” Harley threw her head back, laughing. Really, the idea of chaos was appealing to her. She thought that they could take advantage of that.
“Some of it could be fun, yes. Some of it, however, not so much. Besides, if an Artifact from my dreams ever shows up, I would need to scramble to find a way to properly store it.” Suddenly it hit Helena that maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to make some of the neutralizer to have just in case. After all, who knew what Orange County could conjure up? With that in mind, Helena quickly pulled her phone out of her purse and went about making a note to herself to start on that project when they got back home.
“I’m guessin’ we can’t just stuff something in the curio cabinet?” Harley tilted her head. “Do we have a curio cabinet? Should we have a curio cabinet? I ain’t never really done the domestic thing before or nothing. Are curio cabinets important? Remind me ta ask the network later. This is important!”
“No, it isn’t. Artifacts need to be specially stored and contained. As for a curio cabinet, yes we have a couple of those. They are good for holding trinkets and small figures. They are not necessarily important unless you collect things or have smaller items that might become lost in a china cabinet.” Helena said with a smile. “A curio cabinet would, for example, be ideal to store and display any small figurines of yourself, if you had a collection.” She suggested. Or maybe it was Helena that wanted the collection. Collect all the Harleys to go with her wife.
Harley eyedarted. She actually had a small collection of action figures and tracked a lot of things on Ebay and Amazon. “You want to buy all the things? We can buy all the things.” Her eyes practically lit up at the idea. “I like being famous!”
“Why not? So long as you do not mind it, I would like a collection.” Helena said with a grin. She loved the way Harley’s eyes lit up. “Besides, it would be no different from finding first editions of H.G. Wells’ books.” Her grin then turned into a smirk.
“Oh you mean like the wedding present I haven’t give you yet?” Harley grinned wickedly, her eyes dancing. It was even signed.
Helena arched a curious eyebrow at Harley. “Oh really?” She hadn’t given Harley her wedding gift yet either. She needed a perfect moment to do that.
“Well one of them.” Harley winked. “The other one has to wait for the right kinda place to defile!” Not that their love making was defiling. Oh who was she kidding, they got raunchy enough that it could certainly qualify in some areas.
Helena had to laugh at that. “Well then, I simply cannot wait for the right place to defile, and for what else you have in store for me.” She finished off her tea. “And when the time and place is right, I shall be giving you your wedding gift.”
“I can’t wait.” Harley finished her ice cream, then wiped at her mouth before Helena tried to distract her again. “What’s next? Where are we going, and will we be in a handbasket?” She hopped to her feet and held out her hand.
Taking Harley’s hand, she stood up, then lifted Harley’s hand and kissed it, a charming smile on her face. “Next we shall head for Delphi. As for the handbasket, I am not ruling it out.” She gave Harley a wink before she started heading off with her.
Harley’s heart was all a flutter. She squeezed Helena’s hand and bumped shoulders with her as they walked. Honestly, she was mostly here because of Helena, and because the country was beautiful. Also in desperate need of tourist money. “I wonder if we could buy a whole temple and have it shipped home. Kinda like the London Bridge!”
She smiled warmly at Harley, walking close to her. “I rather think that Greece would charge us an absurd amount of money to do that.” There was also the fact she doubted the government would allow such things to be taken out of the country. “Though we could always pay to have one built back home.”
“They’re bankrupt, I’ll bet we could get something for a steal!” She had a low opinion of governments and believed most would sell their cultural heritage to the highest bidder. So what if it was her?
“I suppose if the price was right, they could go for it. Might help with their financial troubles.” At the very least, anyway. “Do you have anything specific in mind, love?” Might as well prepare herself for whatever Harley had on her mind.
“Temple of Hephaestus? We could buy a patch of land, turn it into a tourist trap!” Somewhere, Lara Croft was having a heart attack. Harley tapped her chin. “It’s just a bit big to steal.”
“We could always aim for something smaller and more portable,” Helena suggested. “Perhaps we shall see something at Delphi that may fit the bill?”
“I like the way you think.” She put her arm around Helena and squeezed her. “Grand theft pottery? Nah. That’s so third century.”
Helena chuckled, slipping an arm around Harley and holding her close. “I think we should give it it a name once we see what potential items of value are there.” Sure, Helena shouldn’t be condoning stealing such things, but it wasn’t that different from what she did with the Warehouse. She’d routinely taken items of value from various places, taking them from their country of origin at times. Of course, almost all of those items had been a danger to society in one way or another. And she wasn’t unconvinced that there weren’t any Artifacts to be found in this world.
“What if somethin’ speaks to you?” Harley glanced at Helena out of the corner of her eye. “Maybe like...you get this sixth sense that somethin’ might be dangerous like in your dreams. We should take it. For protectin’ people! It’s a good cause.”
Helena eyed Harley, certainly catching what she was saying. “If that happens, then of course we shall remove it for the safety of everyone else.” Pete was the one who got those vibes. Helena had extensive knowledge of what Artifacts were floating around at large, but that did not mean she could detect one without it being used. Still, she would certainly invoke that if they found a pretty piece to take back home with them.
Harley waggled her eyebrows. “Something to keep in mind.” She let go of Helena and bounced ahead of her, nearly tripping over another tourist. She flashed a grin at them, then bounded for a stall filled with ‘genuine’ greek nicnacks. “Oh look!”
“Indeed it is,” Helena replied with a chuckle. She watched Harley with an easy smile. She enjoyed watching her bounce around. Though she didn’t fall too far behind, and she came up beside her at the stall. “Now these are rather intriguing,” she said as she glanced over them.
“We have to buy them. All of them. For our curio cabinets we don’t have.” She turned towards Helena, hands clenched in front of her mouth as she gave her the puppy eyes to rival all the puppy eyes. “And you know. Give away. To everyone.”
The puppy eyes were Helena’s Achilles heel. She could never resist them (though there were several other things Harley did that she could never resist as well). She smiled warmly. “Of course we can buy them, love.”
“Yay!” Harley squealed, then wrapped her arms around Helena and kissing her soundly. “Lucky for us the Euro is down compared to the dollar. So I think we should give them a big tip to make up for it.”
She wrapped her arms around Harley kissed her back, smiling into it. “I think that could certainly be arranged. They should be compensated.” And considering the financial trouble Greece was having, a little extra money for someone wouldn’t hurt.