Let’s just say you were a very wanted criminal. Your the sidekick and lover of the Joker. Your name is Dr. Harleen Quinzel also known as Harley Quinn. Very one knows about. Known for your Histrionic Personality Disorder and the lovesick Joker’s chick.

Your a very hard villain to catch with the famous Joker in the way. Once the Joker had broken up with you. You had no one. The Joker was all you knew. The break up destroyed you so you ended up at a bar getting really drunk and weak.

You were walking in the middle of the street when you seen Batman. Of course why now? You took the baseball bat from behind you and tried hitting him with it, Batman hates your guts especially when you flirted with him. But you were struggling bad against him and ended up losing the fight. Batman put you in the back of his car and drove off to the Superhero headquarters.

You were now there tied up still very tipsy looking around to see where you were

Superman: “Well look what the bat dragged in.”

Batman: “We finally caught this little piece of shit.”