Harley and Ivy 3

Harley and Ivy: the problem with pies

Part 3

Three weeks after the end of part 2

Tokyo airport.

The young girl got off the plane, bowing to the stewardess as she did. As she walked into the crowd, she looked around and smiled, adjusting her shades.

Ace had always wanted to see Japan, it was a childhood dream of hers, and she often read travel brochures that Queen and Ten managed to sneak into the military base in the rare moments she didn’t have that infernal scrambling headband on.

But here she was, In the land of the rising son, she had her freedom, she had her health…

And she was a total sitting duck.

On the top of a skyscraper in Tokyo, five female figures watched ace through binoculars.

“I don’t see why Harley hired all five of us to kidnap one girl.” Said Livewire, lowering her binoculars.

“Don’t be fooled, according to what Quinn told us, she’s one of the most powerful telepaths in the known world, even better than that stinking Martain.” Said Tsukuri, the red armored lady samurai.

“To be honest,” Added Volcana, “I kinda feel sorry for her, I was in the same situation as her at that age.”

‘Speak for yourself,” Spat Killer frost, “The only reason I’m sorry is because we wont get to kill her.”

“Easy frost,” said Star Sapphire, “Remember, if we kill her, we don’t get paid, Miss Quinn is paying all a big fat sum of money, and a place in her new crime syndicate for pulling this off.”

“Do you think we should come up with a name for ourselves?” Said Livewire, stretching a bit and giving off small bolts of electricity.

“I think I heard Quinn mention something about calling us the ‘Big girls’ or something to that effect.” Said Volcana.

Star groaned, “What a stupid name, almost as bad as calling yourself ‘The secret society.’”

Killer frost shot a dirty look at Star Sapphire, “You got something to say to me? I don’t recall you and your highly vaunted ‘Injustice league’ doing any better than my team. Besides which my team came a lot closer than yours.”

“Ha! Don’t make me laugh.” Star smirked mockingly, “The only reason you did half as good as you did was because that pumped up baboon Grodd was screwing with the leagues head.”

Before Frost could respond to Star Sapphire Tsukuri stepped in between them.

“Perhaps we could save the infighting for later? Lets just grab her and get back to Vegas to meet with Quinn.”

The other Villanesses nodded and agreement and began to descend down into the crowd; Volcana used a jet of flame as a makeshift rocket to slow her descent, Tsukuri just leapt from building to building. While Killer frost used an ice ramp to head down, and Star Sapphire took to the air, then turned to Livewire.
    “Well?”

“Well what?”

“Not to expand your ego, but you are the fastest one here, I was expecting you to head out first.”

“I was gonna call Harley and give her a progress report before heading out. Ill catch up with you when I’m done.”

“Alright, but remember, if you don’t help, you won’t get paid.”

“I know, I know. Just get going.”

Star Sapphire shrugged and flew off, while Livewire pulled out her cellphone.

Back at the pie factory.

Harley was seated in front of the TV, munching a pie while watching TV. She had put on a significant amount of weight in that time from pie eating, but all it did was make her already corpulent figure rounder and softer. Suddenly she heard her phone ring.

“Hello? Oh hi Livewire! You found her? Great! Make sure not to kill her now! What? No, there’s no interference, I’m just eating. Don’t worry, we’ll talk when you get back. See you soon!”

Harley put down the phone and went back to her pie. She suddenly became aware of someone behind her.

“There gonna be awfully surprised when they see you for the first time Harl.”

Harley smiled to herself as she took another bite from her pie, “I think you mean they’ll be surprised when they see US again, don’t you think Ivy?”

Poison Ivy nodded, “Right, my mistake, by the way, do you think you’ll be able to get them to eat the pies?”

“Hey, I got you to eat it, didn’t I? And once they eat the first bite, then it’s a closed deal.”

“But I’m your friend, they won’t be as forgiving when they realize they’re addicted.”

“They’ll learn to love it, after all, you did.”   

Ivy stepped out of the darkness, Three weeks of nonstop pie eating had taken the toll on her once trim figure; he flat belly had ballooned out, become a pudgy spare tire, her arms and thighs had become softer and more jiggily, her fingers becoming fat and porky. And her face had softened, her cheeks becoming fuller and a double chin starting.

  She was a far cry from Harley’s tremendous girth, weighing in at about 290 pounds, but she was still pretty meaty. However, like Harley, she had come to enjoy the feeling of her newfound girth and smiled as she bit into another piece of pie.

“Incidentally, How is work progressing on your super fruit” said Harley, pulling her girth from the chair and waddling past Ivy towards the pie table.

“It should be done by the time the others arrive. Then you’ll get your revenge.”

“Good, and then we can focus on expanding our little female group.”

“That reminds me, I received reports from your contact that Cheetah and Giganta are on their way here.”

“Better late than never I suppose, I would have preferred them to go with Livewire and the others in Tokyo.”

“Actually, its better this way, I wanted some test subjects for my fruit, they’ll do nicely.”

Harley chuckled, “So much for little Miss Eco-terrorist.”

Ivy smiled, “Hey, I’m only out to protect plants, I don’t give a flip about animal protection.”

TBC.