With some hand signs, there was an odd poof around the Collector which surprises Harley. When the smoke cleared up, it revealed a head with short lavender hair that replaced the Collector.
"There! Now we can work out as heads together," the Collector said.
"Is that really you?" Harley asked.
"The one and only! I can turn myself into a head!" the Collector said, "I could just use magic to heal myself, but where's the fun in that?"
"If you insist, I can get ourselves started for some head stretches that I came up with!" Harley said, "Now we just need to move somewhere."
The Collector closed her eyes and the two heads started floating to a bench of sorts. Harley was surprised to see herself so high up and not being carried as usual.
"Hold up! You know that we can roll right? It's good exercise!" Harley said.
"It's straining for me to do this too you know," the Collector said before the two heads reached their destination, "Alright, I'm ready!"
"Ah yeah! Here we go!" Harley said.
Like before, Harley gave commands on what head stretches to do. While movement was limited, the two heads managed to start sweating bullets. The two heads look as if they been working out in the sun and reached to the point where they became slippery.
"Phew! That feels great!" the Collector said.
"Not enough," Harley said, "Kind of wish I can do much more."
The Collector looks at Harley and tried to think of something for Harley. She turn herself back into a headless body, all healed up and pick up Harley's head. As she plans on returning Harley's head back onto the shelf, she decided...
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