Ivy's P.O.V.

Me and Sel headed into Gotham's finest jewellery store (Most expensive anyway).

"Helllloooo Retailers!" I said storming into the store, Selina hot on my heels.

"Take out for two purrr-lease!" Selina said helping herself to diamonds, while the shopkeepers looked on in horror.

I swung over the counter, kicking someone's stomach in the process, "Whoops!" I said digging my hands into the cash machine.

"Can i get these gift wrapped?" Selina laughed, while a shopkeeper tried to escape.

"No,no,no we need as many hostages as we can get!" I said dragged him back, huddling the five other shopkeepers into the corner of the store.

"Right better get loaded before Harls is finished at the bank!" I said pulling a bag from under the counter stashing hundreds of pieces of jewelry in.

Harley's P.O.V.

I entered the bank, well not with a bang! But i made an entrance surely. There were the bank workers, tied up in fours, surrounded by Two-faces goons.

"Hey Harvey!" I said swinging my hammer round my hand, he turned to face me, Ugh, I forgot what happened to his face.

"What do you want Quinn?" He grunted

"Ooooh, how gentlemanly, no one has ever called me that before!" I teased prancing about the room.

"This place is busy today, I've got to make a Withdrawal" he smirked "Better be on your way!" he gave me a little push, but i stumbled over a foot of a banker and fell.

"Hey!" I said looking up at him

"Off you go!" He said walking over to a cash machine, smashing the thing whole, coins and notes flying over the space. I stood up, and peered out the banks window. Cops.

"Not to rain on your parade or anything, but the GCP are here" I said pointing to the window.

"Well, bats cant be too far behind, can he? Men, start loading the sacks!" he ordered, and they started stashing money into bags.

I looked up to the roof of the bank, for a split second, i saw movement. Here Already bats?

"Harvey? I think you gotta problem" I said walking over to him

"What's that, clown?" he groaned looking over at me,

"I Think we're getting an uninvited guest" I said, and on cue, Nightwing and Robin leaped from the roof, surrounding me and Harvey.

"Don't tell me your the new Joker?" Robin joked, eyeing Harvey.

"Do I look like a psychopath?" Harvey said, Though with half his face burnt to the bone, I decided to answer, "You kinda do, actually." I said

"Shut up bitch!" he said angrily, scrunching up his fists.

"Well, fiesty" I said, as the heroes watched us bicker.

"Just like the old man, J?"

"No, your face needs an improvement, I can help with that if you want?" Flicking out my butterfly knife, he swiped it out my hand and flung it across the floor.

"Hey!" I said annoyed.

"Are you done?" Nightwing said, as me and Harvey faced him in sync.

"You'll get your turn soon Birdie, just wait till I finish with the luny." Harvey said, Hey..I am not a luny!

"Who you calling a Luny?" I asked Harvey, who was now facing me,

"I'm looking at her" he grinded his teeth, "Now let me continue with my business on my own I do not need a freak hanging around!"

"Harvey have you seen yourself lately?" I laughed...then he slapped me, and I pulled out my gun, and that's when the birds got involved. They both tried to use batty boomerangs to swipe my gun away, but I kept a firm grasp on it. I aimed directly at Harvey.

"Sorry Birds, but I kinda limited my kill spree" I said, knowing obvisuoily they didn't want to be killed...especially not by a girl.

"Harley, if you shot him, your going to Arkham" Nightwing said, who was know beside me, reaching slowly for my gun, as I hit it in his face, knocking him back a few steps.

"Well, it looks like I'm heading there anyway!" I said swinging back round to face Harvey.

That Robin was blocking my view, so I slowly walked up him, realizing he was smaller by a few inches.

"Bye birdie" I said, swinging his foot, so he landed on his back with a thud.

Harvey came into view once more, but I decided to be quick and steady.

I aimed my gun at him, he actually looked scared! Time to have some fun..

"All around the Mulberry Bush, the monkey chased the weasel." I sang slowly, creepily, like a girl from a horror movie, moving inches at a time, my gun finally pointed to Harvey, he was shaking! hah! "Pop!" I sang as I teased to shoot his head, but on the last secound I remembered my hammer was in my hands, so I hit him round the head with it. "Goes the weasel!" I finished.