Poison Ivy smirked while looking at the prize she and Harley took from the Gotham Museum of Sumos, the prized Gold Sumo. A rare object with a strange curse, one that turns anyone it touches into fat sumo slobs.
“Wanta try it out?”
“No, not yet.” She said while looking at Wonder Woman, captured and suspended by vines. “First I want to-”
“Come on! Let me try it.”
She sighed before attempting to hand it to her, only for the object to fall to the floor and shatter. “Fuck!”
“....oops?” Harley chuckled nervously as the room became covered in pink gas that the girl’s inhailed.
The room slowly spun in their eyes while feeling very weird, more so Wonder Woman as....
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