We arrived back at the 'hangout' as you and your sisters like to call it.

"We're her-" "Remind me never to trust you to give me a ride EVER," The Joker exclaimed, getting off immediately.

"Hah, I wish you didn't have to go back on it again but..." You gave him a knowing smirk and his eyes widened.

"NO. No, no, no, no, no, NO!" You shook your head.

"Sorry, J. I'm not taking my sisters car since I can't drive on-" "I CAN DRIVE!" Your eyes widened with mild fear.

"Wait... Are you scared of..." You hid your face in embarrassment.

"I'm fine with snakes, spiders, heights, death, pain, and a ton more but I'm scared of cars and butterflies..." The Joker started laughing.

"Sorry, BUTTERFLIES???" He couldn't stop laughing.

"I'm not scared of filling you with le- AHH!!!" You fell back as Luna appeared out of nowhere and released a jar of butterflies in your face, causing you to fall into The Joker's arms.

"Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh..." He stopped laughing for a moment and his face turned red as yours turned a dark crimson.

"Oh my go- BAHAHAHA, that went better then I thought! Oh, I ship i-" you pointed your gun at Luna, cutting her off.

"Point taken..." Luna muttered. You got up and dragged The Joker back into the hideout and reality.

"Already got the perfect outfit for you, Sis," Lisa said, you stopping her before she can run out. "What?"

"Well, Luna's good with disguises and I'm good with sexy clothes!" Lisa smiled widely at you and you gave her a look of disgust. "WHAT?"

"Ugh, let me put it in idiot language for yo-" "Remind me who was cheating off of me in school?" You gave her the 'You're a dumb ass' look.

"You... So a language which you can understand because you can't understand designer language: You're going clubbing with The Joker so you need to look sexy. And because I'm such a good sister (and because S/N **Ship Name** is my OTP) I put together a sexy outfit for you," She explained, pulling you in a room before you can say anything.

In the room was an outfit you would give up killing not to wear.

(Change the color to your favorite)

"I've seen YOU wear longer dresses, what the fuck is this?! No, this isn't even a dress -- its a piece of cloth!" You exclaimed, picking up the small dress in horror.

"You sure this isn't for a doll?" You turned to Lisa. "Pfft, I thought you'd complain about the no underwear or bra..."

Oh HELL no.

"WHAT?!" Lisa burst out laughing.

"And there's enough fishnet stockings and gloves to make me LOOK like a fish net," you exclaim while picking up the stockings and gloves.

"Hey, YOU find something to wear, then!" Lisa pouted as you went to the closet and brought out something more suitable.

"What the fuck is THAT?!?!?! Where's your skin?!" Lisa exclaimed in shock as you put it on.

"Its more suitable, don't you think?" you said while smiling at her.

"NO! You're going to a club, NOT a fundraiser!" Lisa growled, shoving the clothes she picked into you're arms.

"Slut," you say distastefully while putting the revealing clothes on.

"Homicidal queen," Lisa replied.

You went out of the room, Luna staring at you in shock as The Joker gave a look of admiration and shock.

"What torture did Lisa put you through to make you wear THAT?" Luna asked.

"This girl will be the death of me..." The Joker muttered.

"No torture, but I see its worth it," you mutter the last bit while smirking at The Jokers expression.

Luna then pounced on you, holding a knife to your throat. "WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY SISTER?!" Lisa then pulled her off.

"Whoa, she's still Y/N just.... Well, she's one of us now!" Lisa exclaimed.

" 'us'?" Luna asked skeptically. "Yes! The slu-"

"Your skating on very thin ice, Slut," you said, cutting Lisa off.

"Never mind, that's Lina," Luna chirped.

"Pfft, has she always called Lisa a slut?" The Joker asked. "Pretty much," Luna answered.

"Anyway, time to go," you said, looking at Lisa, "Mind giving The Joker a ride? I've had my fun torturing him on my bike," you said with a small chuckle.

"Not unless you ride the car with us," Lisa stated joyfully. "Uh, there's o-only two s-seats?" You stuttered.

"Yeah, but who says you can't sit in the middle," Lisa said while pulling you outside, The Joker following while smirking.

Lisa then picked you up and basically threw you onto the middle, you sitting on top of the seats headrest.

"I hate you," you say.

"I hate you more," Lisa chimed

The Joker sat in the other seat while you clutched the headrest of the seat you were sitting on as tight as you could.

"You look like a true prostitute up there, Sis," Lisa chuckled and started driving at a fast speed to the farthest club, making sure to torture me as much as possible.

"Did I mention I hate you???" You ask Lisa once getting off immediately.

"Yep, many times. Don't worry, I hate you too," Lisa chimed while getting out with The Joker.

"Hold on, you did not," I grumble to Lisa.

"Yes I did," Lisa smirked.

"What?" The Joker asked.

"Me and the owner here ar-" you started.

"They hate each other," Lisa chimed. "NO, its just... A strong dislike..." You mutter.

"Oh..." The Joker muttered something before linking his arm in yours.

"So, let's go?" Lisa said, whispering 'OTP' under her breath.

I gave her a dark look, her expression shifting to her normal one but, as always, it was forced.

"Thats why you hate him..." she muttered, "You know, there's another club nearby..." she said.

"Its fine, maybe we can complete what we came here to do," you said coldly, The Joker giving you both a confused look.

"Noted..." Lisa muttered. The three of you walked in, the owner was in the VIP booth as you would expect.

He was a 'handsome' man with ruffled brown hair, the years not damaging his fuckboy look at all.

He looked at us, fear in his eyes until he regained his posture. He then grabbed something from the table and slid it in his pocket, walking over to us.

"Lisa, Lina, long time no see. Oh, and The Joker..." He grinned at us, "You grew up fast, it was only 15 century's ago that you were a frightened yet brave child, and STILL you and Luna are enemy's," he said while chuckling.

Something almost snapped in you but you kept cool. "Oh, and I've heard your good with your voice. Why don't you go sing?" He asked, making you shiver in disgust.

"Never for you," you said, Lisa pulling him away to the bathrooms.

"What about for me?~" The Joker said, backhugging you.

A small blush grew on your cheeks. "U-Uh, m-maybe later..." 

Just as he was about to reply gunshots and a scream came from the bathroom and Lisa ran out, putting her now bloody sword away and dragging you and The Joker out.

"LISA!" you scolded. "Lisa, why?!" The Joker said with you.

"I thought I told you, he was MY kill!" You said while getting in the car with them. "Yeah, what Lina sa- WHAT?!" The Joker said while looking at you in a 'You've got to be kidding me way'.

"But-" Lisa tried. "I STILL have the scar from him!" You cut her off. "As do I!" Lisa complained, starting to drive away.

"Sorry, where?" The Joker asked. Lisa pointed to her fire tattoo on her arm and you pointed to the rose tattoo over the top of your breasts.

"Ah, I wondered why you had those..." The Joker said, thoughtfully. "They're also the symbol of our gangs," you and Lisa said.

"Shit, Batman's here..." The Joker mumbled, looking behind us to see Batman.