#mr j

“That over there.” Harley sat up straight, pointing to the shadow that as they drove closer she could make out. “It’s a kid.”

Joker honed in on what Harley had noticed and he let out a growl. “It’s to cold.”

Harley snapped her head in his direction with pleading eyes. “Puddin? We can’t leave her.”

Joker didn’t take long to think it over he smiled at Harl’s. “What do you say, Miss Quinn? Want a kid?”

Harley smiled widely at him letting out a squeal. “I’d love one Mr.J .”

With it decided Mr.J pulled the lambo over to the side of the road. Frost having been following behind in a SUV with some of their other men just in case they decided to hit somewhere pulled over as well behind them.

“Hey kid!.” Harley called out as she and Mr.J got out of the car. “No need to be scared. We wanna help.” She stated noticing how the young teen girl tensed up at the sight of them.

“Why ya out here kid?” Joker asked coming to stand next to his girl as he looked over the kid. “Frost Blanket.”

Y/n shrugged, wrapping her arms tighter around her torso trying to keep warm. “No where else to go.”

“Ya want a home baby?” Harley asked, walking over to the girl and wrapping her up in a blanket Frost handed her. They didn’t want her to get sick.

Y/n looked between the famous criminal couple not knowing how to react. She was sure when they pulled over she was going to be their next victim. Not be offered a place to stay.

“Come on kid. Get in the car. We’re going home.” Joker nodded his head towards the car and opened the door. It’d be a tight fit for the three of them in the lambo but they’d make it work.

“Your freezing baby doll.” Harley wrapped her arms around Y/n, walking her over to the car. “Come one Sweetie.” Harley helped her into the car.

Once everyone was back in their car’s Mr. J started the key and pressed his foot on the gas, speeding off to home. Harley engaged in some quiet conversation with the young girl on the drive to their penthouse. When they arrived Herley helped her new ‘daughter’ out of the car and the 3 of them went up to their home, Y/n’s new home. Upon entering their home Harley couldn’t contain her excitement and dragged Y/n down the hallway to the guest room they had that would now become her’s. “Here’s your new room! We’ll decorate it and buy you everything you could ever want soon!.”

Y/n looked around in shock. The room was huge with a king size bed. This was more than she could ever imagine. Y/n turned around to face the two infamous criminals who for some reason wanted to take care of her. “Thank you.”

“Get some sleep, kid. We’ll see you in the morning. Harley. Let’s go.” Mr. J smiled at his new found ‘daughter’, before nodding at Harley knowing from the look on her face and body language she didn’t want to leave Y/n just yet. But they had the rest of her life to be with her and get to know her.

The next morning Y/n was still asleep and Mr. J and Harley hadn’t wanted to wake her since it was possibly the best sleep the girl had gotten in awhile. Although the night before Joker had asked Frost to see if he could find out anything about the poor girl.

“What’d you find?” He asked as Frost entered in the morning with some files in hand.

“Normal Gotham case. Her name is Y/n, she’s 13. Abusive parents, CPS placed her in a foster home that again was abusive. From what I could find she left a week ago and they haven’t reported it.” Frost gave them a summarized version of what was in the files he handed them.

“They just want the fucking check.” Harley spat, pissed off at what she was reading and hearing. She looked dover to Mr. J. “Puddin we can’t let her go back to those people or on the streets. It’s not safe for her and it’s cold.”

Joker pulled Harley to him, cupping her face in his hands. “We won’t Harls. She’s ours now. Frost contact the lawyer. We are adopting her. She’s ours now.”

“You got it Boss.’ Frost nodded and left the room to make the call.

“Puddin, we have to show her love.” Harley stated and pleaded. She couldn’t stand what this young girl had been through in her short life and she wanted to rectify it. Show her how family and love should be.

“We will. We will.” Joker promised Harley, himself, and the young girl down the hall. They’d show her a better life, one where she’s not alone.