I open my eyes slowly, seeing a near dark room. I’m in a really soft warm bed, with a quilt? and water on the bedside table?? Someone but puddin’ thinks they can play hero and rescue me? Interesting. I stretch out, feeling the soft sheets beneath me. This definitely isn’t my usual chaotic environment. My mind races with a mix of curiosity and caution. Who could have put me here?? I need to figure out who decided to play nursemaid to me. I sit up in bed and I pull the covers off of me. I glance down at the pink soft felt pajamas I’m wearing and can’t help but chuckle a little. These are actually really cute. But cute doesn’t mean I’m going to be some damsel in distress. As I take in my surroundings, I start to wonder about the possibilities. Are they a creep? A wannabe puddin’? Someone trying to get close to me? I’ve got a feeling this could go sideways in a million different ways, and I’m ready for whatever comes next. Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I can’t help but smile. Time to find out who thinks they can rescue Harley Quinn and what their game plan is. HEY! WHO TUCKED ME IN OVER HERE? ILL BEAT YOUR ASS YOU CREEP!