The door to the chamber slid open and Damian stumbled and fell on his face. Stupid high heeled thigh highs. What was wrong with that woman? Damian grumbled but was distracted by the sound of laughter. He looked up to see none other than Harley Quinn herself standing over her.
"Well aren't you adorable!"
She giggled uncontrollably.
"Wha- how are you-?"
He covered his mouth. The choker the machine put on his neck was making his voice sound exactly like Selina Kyle.
Harley just started laughing harder.
"Hey! This isn't funny! Why are you in the Batcave?"
"Haven't ya heard, doll face? Batsy's giving me an internship. That's right, Harley's a bonafide vigilante!"
"You can't be serious..."
"The real question is why are you wearing Selina's outfit? I mean, you look cute and all, but I'm sure she would've just let you wear her stuff if you just asked her you know?"
"I didn't want this! I just wanted to go out on patrol and show my dad I can fight the way he wants me to. Without killing... or causing brain injuries."
"Pfft, I can totally help you with that! Come on!"
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