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Harley Quinn hypothetically steals hyenas (hench_wench) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2011-12-09 01:07:00

Entry tags:

harley quinn, poison ivy

Who: Harls & Red
What: Hyperactivity and squee mostly
Where: The House that Crazy Built
When: Early Evening 8th Dec
Rating: TBD
Status: In progress.

Harley might have been bouncing. Actually bouncing. That weird Loki guy who was apparently some kinda god thing was gonna get her a hyena. And she'd have a hyena, who would remind her of her beautiful babies still back home with Mister J she supposed. Aw she hoped he was treating them good, letting them get up to all kinds of mischief. She could imagine it, explosions and laughter and fire and... He'd miss her, she knew on some level way deep down that her puddin' would miss her. That if she was still at home he'd come and he'd find her and he'd tell her that everything was gonna be okay and he'd never hurt her again.

And she knew, she knew that she shouldn't wish him here with crazybird just waiting on a chance at revenge but she missed him all the same. Not that she'd ever tell Red that. Aw Red. Red was amazing, her best friend, the one that had picked her up after Mister J had gotten so mad at her that day that he'd really badly hurt her. And Red wasn't like that, she'd never hurt her. She was one of the best people in the world even if crazybird and the futurebat didn't think so. But what did they know anyway. Just cause sometimes she got a little wacky over plants and trees. Everyone had their eccentricities.

Red was a study in psychosis just like Mister J, and she fascinated Harley too. But now she was more than that, they shared an old abandoned house in Lawrence. Mostly covered in vines and flowers of all sorts but Ivy had given Harley a concession and made sure that one room at least was free of plant life. Harley had given her room life and color as much as she could. And she was happy there.

Mopey sometimes but Red never really gave her the chance. And the Hyena would help. She bounded into the room where Ivy was tending a flower, blue this time, careful as ever not to step on any of the plants she wasn't supposed to and flung her arms around Ivy's waist pulling her into a hug.

"I'M GETTING A HYENA" she almost squealed, still unable to believe it. "It can stay in my room and I'll train it up I swear and you'll love it Red, you'll love it."

There were few people who knew Harley as well as the woman she was hugging like there was no tomorrow and definitely no one here, and Harls liked it that way.

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iampoison
2011-12-20 11:57 pm UTC (link)

Of course Ivy didn't buy it, because she knew Harley far too well. She had seen plenty of women throw their lives away on an abusive jerk who claimed he loved them, who felt they would be the ones to change him. And despite the pain and heartache, they held on. Oh, Ivy was no psychiatrist, but she could still read people, even when she mostly focused just on her plants. And while some felt that mankind could be saved, that it was redeemable, Ivy knew that to be a lie. But right now, she was playing nice. She would take care of the plants of this world. She wouldn't hurt people unless they hurt her or Harley or children. Like hell was she letting some messed up in the head Robin kill her. She'd kill him first if it came down to it.

"Yes, it is, just like always. The world doesn't understand nor are they worth it."

She tried, she really did. But Ivy would never care for humankind as a general rule. There were the exceptions, those who were innocent and had done nothing to deserve her ire, the children. And there was Harley who somehow had weaseled her way into Ivy's heart and made her care. In what capacity, not even the red head knew, but she did know that nothing would separate the two now. Not even psychotic clowns showing up on a whim because the Seal seemed to think itself amusing.

"All right, well, you're welcome then." Really, how was Ivy supposed to respond? Apparently friends helped one another and apparently that was what the two were. Human relations never made much sense to Ivy but she went with it because it felt right. And that was something rare for Ivy.

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