Harley Quinn was bored. Working for Joker had lost its thrill, and she longed for something more exciting. A devilish idea hit her: what if she could have Batman all to herself?

She giggled at the thought, causing her pigtails to bounce. But how could she make it happen? A memory stirred – Ivy's 'special' lipstick, designed to bewitch anyone who came into contact with it.

A visit to Ivy was in order. The greenhouse was ripe with exotic plants, but Harley was there for something else entirely. "Ivy, darlin', I need a favor," she drawled, acting innocent.

Ivy raised an eyebrow, skeptical. But after some convincing, she gave Harley the lipstick. "Use it wisely, Quinn," she warned, a note of concern in her eyes.

Harley grinned, tucking the lipstick safely away. Now, she only needed to get close to Batman. She knew all too well that the dark knight was not an easy man to trick.

Working on her plan, she decided to stage a bank robbery. She knew Batman had a soft spot for saving the innocent, and that would be her opportunity.

The day came, and Harley, clad in her red outfit, stood in the bank waving her mallet around. Soon, the Bat-signal shone in the sky. Her heart skipped a beat; he was coming.

Batman swooped down, intent on disarming Harley. But she had other plans. While the crowd watched in horror, she moved forward, reaching for Batman with an inviting smile.

His brow furrowed, cautioning him. But his training had not prepared him for this. Harley leaned in, pressing her lips against his, leaving the crowd speechless.

The kiss lasted for a moment, and then she pulled away, leaving a smirking Batman. Unbelievably, the plan had worked. Now, the next phase could begin.

Back at her hideout, she began preparing for the wedding. She wanted it to be perfect - a dream come true. She would become Mrs. Wayne, the wife of the most eligible bachelor in Gotham.

The wedding took place at night, under the starry sky. Batman, still under the spell, looked dapper in a tuxedo. Harley, in a white dress, was a picture of excitement.

She could hardly believe it as Batman slipped the ring onto her finger. It was a dream come true for her - everything she had ever wanted.

After the wedding, life was different. Batman, or rather Bruce Wayne, seemed content and unaffected by his sudden marriage. It was as if everything was normal.

Days turned into weeks, and Harley reveled in her newfound status. But she was always watching, waiting for the spell to wear off. When would Batman realize the truth?

One night, as he was out on patrol, Batman came across an old photograph. It was a picture of him and a woman - a woman not Harley. His brow furrowed in confusion.

Memories began to trickle back. The bank robbery, the kiss, the wedding - all seemed like a hazy dream, but a dream he knew had come true. His heart filled with anger.

Rushing back home, he confronted Harley. The facade was breaking, and she could see it in his eyes. The game was up. She had been found out.

In a fit of rage, Batman demanded an annulment. Harley, despite the fear creeping in, refused. They were married, and she would not give up so easily.

But Batman was adamant. He would not be controlled, nor would he let his city fall into the hands of villains. It was a fight Harley was losing.

With a heavy heart, Harley left the Wayne Manor. Her attempt to bind Batman to her had failed. But she vowed not to give up. She would find another way.

Meeting Ivy again, she poured out her feelings. Ivy listened, a hint of sympathy in her eyes. But she knew Harley had to face the consequences.

Days turned into weeks, and Harley's longing for Batman never faded. But she knew better now. Love couldn't be forced; she had learned her lesson.

Batman, on the other hand, continued his fight against crime, his one misstep serving as a reminder. He was more cautious, more vigilant, ensuring no one could exploit his weaknesses again.

And Harley? She returned to her old ways, causing chaos and mischief. But she kept a low profile, avoiding Batman as much as possible. She had fooled him once, but she knew she couldn't do it again.

Both of them moved on with their lives, the brief marriage slowly fading into a distant memory. But neither of them forgot the lessons they learned from it. And Gotham? It remained as chaotic as ever.