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One-Shot: Can I have a Harley Quinn One-Shot when we wreak havoc on Gotham City? Announcements: Sorry if it’s a little short but I still hope you all enjoy! Warnings: Violence and explosions. General chaos
Screams and gunfire echoed through the night. You were panting heavily, not with fear, but with excitement. Harley cackled beside you as she shot out a window, watching the glass fall down like razor sharp snow. She looked over at you and smiled, you smiled back. The plan was simple, have as much fun and cause as much chaos as possible before Bat and Brats showed up.
Harley grabbed your hand and ducked inside a building, “Ooh,” you said, “Where we goin’ now?”
She looked back, “To the rooftop, to see our masterpiece, puddin’.”
And what a masterpiece it was. Shattered glass littered the streets, fire danced freely throughout the buildings of Gotham, the screams of terror sounded like music without rhythm or rhyme. You closed your eyes and listened. You heard Harley ‘Ooh-ing’ and 'Ahh-ing’ and the work the two of you had done that night.
You nudged her shoulder to get her attention, “I bet I can throw a grenade farther than you can.”
She grabbed one from off her belt with a competitive glint in her eyes, “Bring it on!”
You grabbed one as well, “Together?”
Harley rolled her shoulders, getting warmed up, “On three, puddin’.”
You pulled the pins, “One… Two… Three!”
You chucked it out as hard as you could and grabbed Harley’s hand, waiting for the familiar boom.
They went off at the exact same time, one creating a crater in a roof and the other toppling a billboard. The two of you laughed and whooped at the intoxicating sight of the destruction you had just caused.
“Well,” you said, “I think it was a tie.”
“You’re just sayin’ that cause you lost.”
“Nooope. A tie. This was a tie through and through.”
She chuckled, “Whatever lets you sleep at night.”
The two of you sat for another moment, again taking time to admire your destructive masterpiece. You sighed and grabbed Harley’s hand this time.
“What do you want to do next?”
“Hmm,” she thought, “How about a movie?”
“Sounds fun! We can even get candy and a soda, I’m kind of hungry.”
“Me too! Wreakin’ havoc sure does work up an appetite.”
The two of you laughed and made your way off the roof and back onto the burning street.
All throughout the movie, you still told yourself it was a tie.