Arkham Days

I walked to my small set of white drawers on the wall, opening the first drawer only to stare at the wooden bottom. Oh, that's right, the Joker had taken my clothes. Although why he had taken them I still didn't know.
"My drawer is empty. My clothes are missing." The guard kept a stotic face as he nodded and pointed for me to follow. Oddly enough, he didn't look the least bit surprised that I was without clothes. I walked out of my cell and behind the guard as he leaded me from the den and down a hall way towards Dr. Quinzel's office.

"What about my shower?" I stopped a bit behind him as he knocked on the office door.

"The doctor has an opening at the moment. Go ahead and get your session out of the way while I go locate some clothes." I nodded walking past him and into the room as Dr. Quinzel threw it open.

"Crow! Come in, come in! Your just in time!" Her voice rang with excitement, but her smile sang with mischief. I fought to keep a smile on my face as I walked through and heard the door slam behind me. I walked forward to wear I would normally sit when I became painfully aware there was someone already sitting there. My body became suddenly rigid as I stared at the back of a now animated Joker.

"No darlin', you sit right," she pulled another chair from the wall and sat it on the other corner of her desk, "here."

"What's, um, what's going on here?" I hestitantly took the seat glancing back at the door. If worse came to worse I could grab one of ther phoney awards and fight my way out.

"We are going to try a little bit of group therapy!" Dr. Quinzel cheerful bounced over to her seat, which was placed unusually close to the killer clown. Unabashed, the doctor reached her hand out clasping the Joker's closest hand in hers.

"Now from what I hear you've been giving Mr. J here a hard time!" Her smile remained plastered to her face, but the gleam in her eyes let me know she wasn't as happy as she looked. "Even going as far as to try and kill him?"

"Mr. J?" Was that seriously what she was calling him?! Had she gone completely off the deep end?

"It's true Doc," Joker turned his face up to Harley's putting on a faux pout. "Hurts me, ah, deep down. I don't know wha-ta she has against me."

"Kill?" I glanced back and forth between them, as I felt myself instinctively rising from my seat. "You?!"

"Yes, I was honestly shocked to hear about this Crow!" Harley walked over to me, placing her hands on my shoulders and lowering me back into my seat. "I mean this should be looked into! You have no idea who you were before you came here. With these kind of violent tendences you could be a serious danger to the other inmates!"

"That's sooooooo true, Doc."

"No it's not!" I shouted.

"Crow! These outbursts!" She walked back to her desk settling herself between us. "Well there is really only one solution."

"What's that?" My eyes caught sight of Joker's scars wrinkling up as his lips twitched into a smile.

"You'll be spending the next 24 hours together." I felt my mouth drop and eyes bulge at her words.

"You will get to know each other. You will be going everywhere together!" Despite her cheery disposition I could tell this was not her idea, and she didn't really want me spending any more time with "Mr. J".

"But that is-" I started

"No 'buts', Ca-rooow. Doctor's orders." Joker casually lifted his arm up, as the doctor clamped one half of the cold silver handcuffs over his wrist.

"Well, come on, puddin'!" She shook the chain lightly, waiting for me to follow suit and give her my wrist.

"Puddin'" The Joker chuckled rattling the chain some more in a taunting manner. I was going to be chained to the Joker?! For 24 hours?! I don't think so! My feet propelled my from the chair and to the door faster than I could have even thought of moving. I felt my fingers clamp around the shiny door handle...and then I felt my feet lift off the ground as an arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me back.

"Not so, ah , fast there Ca-row. We're not finished." I could hear the smirk in his voice as Harley's hands clasped the small metal circle around my wrist.

"Aw there. We. Go." He pulled my linked wrist across my front bringing his cuffed hand around to rest on my waist pulling me into his side. "I think-ah, we are all set Doc."

"Alright well," Was she going to cry? " I'll expect you two to play nice and check in. If all goes well maybe we can curb this appetite for destruction, Crow?"

"Are you serious?" I didn't get to hear her response though as the guard pulled open the door, and the Joker jerked me from the room. I kept my mouth pressed in a thin tight line, as I stared at the floor refusing to look at him.

"Aw, come on Da-oll." I turned my head away resisting the finger tips I felt moving under my chin. "Look at me."

"Look. At. Me." I kept my eyes averted.

"Oh, go look in a mirror!" I snapped back. I heard him snickering above me as we approached the main door.

"Let the games begin."

Author's Notes:

I have no idea why this chapter was so hard to write, but it was. The idea was easy enough, but it just took some effort to get it out of my head. Anyway, more chapters should be on the way, I just got married and as soon as I finish getting settled in I hope to have a chapter up every 2 weeks or at least once a month. I'm thinking of starting up a deviant with some more art (I've been itching to draw the Joker) and with the story as well. Let me know if any of you would be interested in seeing more. Thanks to everyone who has commented and added this story! It means a lot!


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