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Lil__Gay, I hope this satisfies you're request.

Comic Universe:DC

Real Name: Pamela Isley

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"So, how are you're feeling today?" The doctor working at the asylum, asked. The redheaded villain, smirked. "I feel better, now that I'm seeing you." The doctor hummed, continuing to type away on her computer.

The guards had brought Ivy to Doctor (Y/N), because the villain had state she felt "nauseous" the guards had believed her. But, the doctor knew fully the redhead was just bullshitting just so she can get out.

"Ivy, I've told you this. If you're not really sick. Don't come here, it's not cause I don't like you're company. I do, but I have other patients that really need my help. To attend to," The doctor had let out a long sigh.

Ivy had jumped off the desk, walking up behind (Y/N) to see what she's working on. "Daily checkups?" The redhead had questioned. It actually brought an idea to (Y/N)'s head, that she needed to talk to Pamela.

"That's what I forgot to tell you, the last time you visited." This makes the green skinned women look at the doctor. "You're daily checkup. I'm so busy with other patients checkups, that I forgot to ask about yours."

The woman in the chair, turned to face the villain dressed in an orange jumpsuit. "Can you jump on the table, so we can do it while you're here." Ivy had her arms crossed, but proceed to listen to the doctor anyway.

Once Pamela was up on the table, to start her daily checkup. (Y/N) grabbed the stethoscope to check the other woman's heartbeat.

Ivy placed a smirked on her lips, as she saw (Y/N) get closer to check her heartbeat. "I like you, (Y/N)~" Poison Ivy had a flirtatious tone to her voice.

This confession made (Y/N) smile a little, as she walked behind the redhead to check her breathing pattern.

"I know, Ivy. I know."