For Harley and Poison Barb

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[revvinguptheharley]

Harley's eyebrow rose in suspicion and curiosity at this new girl who looked like Ivy and yet wasn't. Why was she so familiar?

"Whattya mean? Don't you know who I am?" She called down indignantly. "I'm Harley Quinn! Poison Ivy's best friend? Come on she's gotta be around here." She cocked her head back shouting "IVY! RED! Call off your love child or...whatever she is!"

[acro_bat_ic]

Barbara lifted a hand, a vine sliding its way up and about the thighs, then lashing out - in between the legs. No intention on penetration. It was simply the most sensitive place to press.

"Ivy doesn't need any other friends," she declared, stepping closer.

[revvinguptheharley]

That made Harley's protests die in her throat and instead she coughed and then called out "OWIE! Ow ow ow! What's the big idea flowerchild? No need to get nasty! I've helped Ivy out a ton!" The stinging was still burning at her, but Harley Quinn was hardly a stranger pain.

[acro_bat_ic]

More vines, sliding up to slap the breasts. Just more pain. "You should get lost."

[revvinguptheharley]

A yelp for each breast and her face gets red, jaw set in frustration.

"Or what you overgrown weed? You'll keep groping me? Big deal! Just because I have a chest and you're still...budding..." she snickered at her own joke.

[acro_bat_ic]

Another twist of her hand, and the vines began to pull. It seemed like they were going to pull her apart.

"Hey Red!" She called back. "I think I found us some new plant food."

[revvinguptheharley]

"A-ahhhhh easy easy!" Harley thanked god for her durability and flexibility...one of which ironically had been a gift from Ivy herself.

"RED! RED STOP THIS CRAZY THING!" She begged Ivy who was still not in sight. her wrists and feet were going numb from the tightness.

[acro_bat_ic]

There was no response. "Ivy doesn't talk to nobodies," Barbara said, continuing to spread the vines a moment longer - and then slackening them. "Unless you have some other use to us?'

[revvinguptheharley]

Hanging slack when the vines relaxed Harley fixed the girl with a confused stare. It was starting to worry her that Ivy wasn't talking to her. She hadn't acted like this...well this girl wasn't a purple plant person. But the last time it had happened only Ivy had been able to save herself.

"Yeah sure!" Harley spat out remembering the last few words. "I'm plenty useful. I tell jokes, do tricks, steal stuff. I'm a regular triple threat!"

[acro_bat_ic]

"Not the entertainment I wanted," she said, yawning faintly as she strode forward. She aws going to sit upon her new blond hammock.

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley grunted at being sat on but didn't protest.

"I can sing, I can dance." She insisted though even she was starting to become aware of just what sort of "entertainment" this Mini Red was thinking of.

[acro_bat_ic]

"You can stay like this for the next twenty years," she suggested. "My rose plants could use a nice pot."

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley pulled a face at that suggestion "I'm not much for sitting still. Come onnnn there's gotta be some problems you need dealing with. I'm an expert henchperson..."