The Gotham Knights ~ An LSHU Story ~

   "Have you ever seen... Cinderella?"
   The guard outside Cell 0801 begrudgingly replied: "Yeah, so?"
   "The Prince goes looking for this girl because he was in love with her... or whatever. And the only thing he has to go on is this glass slipper."
   "What's your point?"
   "He tries putting the slipper on every girl he comes across, knowing one of them has to be a perfect fit. But there's only one reason her shoe would've come off."
   "And what's that?"
   The Joker stepped away from the bars of his cell and sat on the metal bench, leaving his brown loafers behind. He shielded his nose and mouth with ghastly white hands.
   "It wasn't a perfect fit."
   The guard heard a faint hissing sound and turned toward Joker. He saw a thin, green gas floating toward him, and he began to laugh uncontrollably. The hissing stopped along with his breathing.
   "I wasn't too sure about that one. I'm glad to know you found it funny." The Joker pulled a purple-cased iPhone 5 from his vest pocket and dialed his only contact. "This party is no fun. I'd appreciate if you picked me up."
   Doctor Harleen Quinzel rushed around a corner and came to a stop in front of Joker's cell. She wore a black skirt and red blouse, with thick-rimmed glasses. Her hair was tied back into a blonde bun. The Joker was dressed in his usual attire: purple pants, a pinstriped undershirt, and a green vest. His entire body was the same colorless shade as his hands, with the notable exceptions of his green hair and red lips.
   Dr. Quinzel searched the lifeless body of the guard, finding the right key. "He always was annoying," she said, unlocking the cell and setting Joker free.
   "Did you bring the gun?" he asked, sliding his feet back into his loose footwear.
   "I- I'm sorry, Mr. J. I didn't think the guards would let me in with it."
   "I thought you said they trusted you. Now the whole plan is ruined, but I guess every good show has a little improv."
   And so the two improvised their way out of Arkham Asylum, out into the cold black night.
   "Look!" Harleen pointed into the cloudy sky, where the bright light of a falling meteor could be seen.
   "Mhm." Joker ducked into the car.

i kind of thought it up on the spot

thank you! the joker is my favorite dc character other than batman himself, so i hope i do him justice.

i'll think about it