When they returned to the little brick building in Brooklyn, New York, the moment they landed on the rooftop, they heard deafening music. The subwoofer made the entire building seem to thump along with the beat.
He headed downstairs and glanced through the crack in the door as he passed the cat room on the top floor. These cats apparently had long since grown used to Harley's style; every one of them was sleeping soundly.
That made sense. These stray cats had been brought over from Gotham by Harley. Even if machine guns were trading fire on the streets in the middle of the night, they could still sleep through it. What was a little music?
When he reached the third floor and pushed open the door, he saw Harley dancing while frosting an enormous cake.
"Oh, my Little Bee is back! Mwah, mwah, mwah!" Hearing the noise, she turned her head and spotted the man in the doorway. Her smile immediately widened as she came over with her piping bag for an affectionate rub, then asked during a breath, "Looks like that Dark Tyrant is dead?"
Su Ming patted her waist and nodded. The armor on his body rapidly wriggled into casual home clothes. "Yeah. I took his power and concept and became the new dark side."
"I don't understand, but I'm happy anyway! Heehee!" Harley pulled him over to look at the cake, which was covered in her favorite strawberries. "It's just a little sad. Darkseid used to treat me pretty well. He even wanted me to be a woman general. Oh, right, where's his head? Take it out and let me play with it for a while."
She clung to Su Ming and acted cute, extending her little cream-smeared hand as if asking for a toy.
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