My Favorite Psychopath // Joker x Reader One Shots

#144 the curse

The most outstanding ability of the great Joker? If pissing off Batsy doesn't count, it'd be asking for trouble. It never fail to wonder y/n how does one tiny green haired bean could cause A LOT of trouble to himself, disregard her and Frost warning him not to do it: J did it. And every time shit happened (because of J), y/n and Frost were always the ones who had to deal with the consequences.

This time? The joke was on y/n. She had lost count on how many times she warned her sweet mister J not to mess with Enchantress, but obviously, the stubborn clown wouldn't listen. Apparently, the witch cursed J to be a pug. A PUG. out of all elegant breeds: Rottweiler, Pit Bull, Doberman, German Shepherd, Siberian Husky, Perro de Presa Canario, Wolf Hybrid or a wolf, she cursed him to be a pug... a talking pug with green fur.

If y/n would have a detachable jaw, it would have been on the floor the moment Frost told her that moody little pug walking into the penthouse was actually the Joker. At first, she thought it was a joke, but seconds later, she realized Frost never told a joke. And she was so cringe when the little pug looked up at her with murderous pug eyes and spat at her with the clown's voice "What are you looking at?!"

So it wasn't a prank....

Yep, he messed with the witch and now, he had to live with the consequence.

Luckily, it wasn't permanent. Frost said the curse would last for a few weeks. Anyway, she decided to record her little pug J as much as possible.

In the meantime....

She had to deal with... hormones change? DNA change? Whatever y/n didn't know what it called but pug J actually started to act like an actual pug.

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Mister J demanded her taking him to a park for some frisbee disc throwing...

"Are you for real?" Y/n glared at pug J as the doggie jumped up on bed and placed a frisbee on her lap

"C'mon it'd be fun" J ended the sentence with a woof
Y/n rolled her eyes at his request. All she wanted was to spend a Saturday morning in bed, but mister pug J didn't think so. After a few seconds and y/n still show no sign of getting up soon, the little dog charged at her finger with his sharp little teeth.

"Ouch! What was that for?!"

"For ignoring my command. Come on, move it!"

Y/n sighed. Seemed like she had to take a rain check on her perfect Saturday morning.

It was almost weird for y/n when no one screamed nor ran away when she took J to the park. Then she remembered no one knew this harmless looking pug was in fact the most dangerous psychopath.

The activity went on for about fifteen minutes... apparently, J got bored easily. That never changed, not even when he got trapped in a dog body.

Y/n lost her mind when J wouldn't come back to her the last time she thrown the frisbee away.
"Excuse me, have you seen the Joke - MY DOG - have you seen my dog? He's a pug with... uhhh... green fur"
"I'm sorry, dear, I'm afraid I haven't seen any green furred pug before" The friendly old lady spoke as she fed those pigeons with her bread. She was the 30th person y/n asked. None of people here saw J and y/n felt like she was on the nerve of having a panic attack. He was just a little pug! He shouldn't be on his own! What if someone took him? What if he got chased by some bigger dogs?

"J. Where are you? This is not funny. J!!!" Y/n kept calling and searching every inch of the park, including nearby area, but there was no sign of him. Her voice cracked as tears accumulated in her eyes. That's when she felt her phone vibrated in her pocket. Y/n never felt so relieved when she saw the caller ID, it was J