A side story to Nice Guys Finish Last
TW: Domestic Violence/Abuse
It was the following Monday after New Years, I showed up to my magic shop with a hickey on my neck the size of Texas. It’s black and purple and it hurts a little. A small price to pay for a night with a norse god. Once I settled in my right hand lady, Poison Ivy sees me and says “Looks like you had a lot of fun this weekend goddamn!”
I clasp my hand over neck and say “Yeah, my neck still hurts too. It feels how it looks”
“Are you gonna cover that up or are you gonna leave it out on display for everyone to see?”
“I might cover it later, but right now, everyone needs to see!” I said opening the doors to the shop. Me and Ivy spent the morning getting the shop open and tending to our weed garden in the back. My magic shop also doubles as a place of clandestine business. I’m an intergalactic drug dealer and the magic shop serves as a rouse. I also have Harley Quinn employed as a drug runner. Every night, she runs the streets of Gotham. She also has a rough home life. Her boyfriend, the joker, beats on her all the time. Me and Ivy have been telling her to leave him and she just won’t listen. One of these days, he’s gonna go too far!
It was closer to one in the afternoon when Harley showed up. She walked in with large sunglasses on her face thinking that we wouldn’t see the bruises.
“You’re here awful early Harley. Everything okay?” Harley adjusted her sunglasses. “Mista J was up early today..” Harley said before putting her things down and getting settled. I could tell something was up with her. Her hands trembled as she put her bag down.
Ivy saw that Harley was a mess and knew it wouldn’t look good for the customers to see her like that, so she took Harley out back to weed garden.
“I know he hurt you Harley! Tell me what he did!” “He-He didn’t do anything! Clumsy ol’ me fell down the stairs again”
Ivy told her to take the glasses off and Harley protested. “No!” Harley shouted and backed away. Her spazzing out made the glasses fly right off her face and clink to the floor. Ivy gasped in shock. Harley’s face was covered in bruises and scratches. Ivy knew what had happened and she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her green hand gently went to Harleys face. Harley winced back in pain.
“How could you let him do this Harley?”
“Harley….”
Ivy could feel the rage building inside of her. “I’m gonna kill him!”
“Ivy don’t! You’ll get hurt!” Harley protested.
“I’m not scared of him! Listen, I’ve been in the background about this go down for awhile now, but this has gone too far! Enough is enough!” Ivy said as she stormed off to find the joker.
After Ivy left, Harley went back inside. I was tidying up some spellbooks when she came back in. If she was gonna stay here, we had to get rid of those bruises. “Want me to heal you? You look rough” I offered.
“Pot calling the kettle. Look at you!” Harley snapped
“Excuse me? Don’t put my love bites in the same category as your domestic abuse! Loki loves me. He wouldn’t dare put his hands on me! And if he did, he’d be a dead son of a bitch I’ll tell you that! Now do you want to be healed or not?”
“…yeah” she said defeated.
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In a fit of rage, Poison Ivy made her way to joker’s current hideout which was a dingy abandoned home in the ghetto of Gotham. Joker has all this money and yet he still lives in the slums. Ivy knocked on the door and one of his henchmen answered.
“Where’s the Joker?!” Ivy demanded
“He ain’t here. Whatcha want with him?”
“Where is he?!” She asked again, only this time she tantalized him with vines.
“He’s at the Crabby Apple!” the man exclaimed.
“Thank you!” she said as she made her way to the Crabby Apple.
The Crabby Apple is a bar where mostly villains and magic beings hang out. It’s rare to find a regular person in there. Ivy searched the bar and found Joker sitting in a corner booth with his buddies. She knew better than to attack him out in the open. She figured poisoning him would be the way to go. So she had the bartender send him a special drink. The poison ivy special. Joker looked at the purple drink and thought it didn’t look suspicious, so he drank the whole thing. Two seconds later, he collapsed on the table. While his buddies were freaking out, Ivy slipped away.
I know it’s not how the story goes
Back at the shop, me and Harley did business as usual, then Ivy came back. “What did you do to him?” she asked. “Nothing. I didn’t do a thing” she said as she smiled and walked away.
All this drama got me thinking we should have a girls night in. I talk to Harley and Ivy about it and they think it’s a good idea. So after I close up shop, we go over to my place for some grownup girl bonding time. I got my movie room ready for entertainment. Harley wanted to wear a cozy onesie so I got one for everyone. We spent most of the night drinking, smoking, and watching movies.
Sometime around 10 pm, I get a text from Tony saying that he wants me to come over his place asap! Before I could finish my reply, he calls me phone.
“Tony what’s up?”
“Amira, I need you to come over right now! It’s an emergency!” Tony said in a panicked voice.
The panic in his voice activated a panic in mine and I told him I’d be right over. He knows I can teleport to anywhere in the world at anytime. I told Harley and Ivy that I was going to Tony’s for a little while and to enjoy my house. I’m sure they didn’t mind some alone time together.
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