Needful Things, Tuesday

[knightinshinarmor]

"Huh," Remy said as he broke into the store. "Daffodils."

He proceeded to leave them exactly where they were. Harley could deal with her dead flowers however she liked later.

He was still looking for a good replacement for Fifi, and set himself up at the sales desk with his laptop to do exactly that. In the meantime, enjoy a sale on . . . let's see. . . . Rhinestone floral brooches.

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[totalwildcard]

When Harley appeared from upstairs, she was carrying a basket of laundry against one hip.

And she also looked deeply unsurprised to find Remy sitting there. "Oh, you think this is your office now?"

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"Of course not," Remy said, offering her a smile. "Thieves don't have offices."

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"They usually ain't got laptops like they're nerds, either."

Rude, Harley.

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"Maybe the amateurs you know," Remy said. "Laptops are powerful tools."

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"So far you're proving to be a powerful tool," Harley retorted without missing a beat, because he'd walked right into that one.

She eyed the brooches with an annoyed frown.

"Are you at least managing to sell something?"

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"I've been called worse."

And like. He wasn't not a tool on occasion. Tool for Sinister, for Apocalypse, for Mystique. . . .

"Got some brooches on sale. But, uh. Non. Without the powerful draw of Fifi, I suspect the shop may be doomed. . . ."

[totalwildcard]

Please don't remind her about Fifi, it had been a tragic but unavoidable loss, and not just because Harley couldn't have some guy waltz in and start changing things up outside her store.

"Then I've got even less use for you here," she pointed out, eyebrows going way up. "What good are you?"

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Remy gave her a grin. “Eye candy?”

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"Pretty isn't enough to make up for how annoying you are."

She wasn't disputing he was pretty, but that was beside the point.

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“I’m opening your store. And haven’t asked for a paycheck. How is that annoying?”

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"Because you're doin' it without my permission!" Harley informed him.

Loudly. With a flail of her free arm!

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“Ah.” Remy nodded. “Easy fix for that.”

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"Is there?!"

Sorry, he'd accidentally activated yelling mode.

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“You just have to give me permission.”

Yeah, yelling mode was not going anywhere.

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Not even a little bit! "No," Harley told him, loudly enough to prove both their narratives' point. Fully erupting, at this point. "I don't have to do anything, because I stole this store fair and square for myself!"

Probably not something to declare even this openly, but she was making a point, here. Criminal to criminal. And getting more shrill by the second, eyes all wide with anger because she had had it.

"And that means I don't have to give you permission, you have to earn it from me! Because otherwise you're just another --" Her free hand curled into a fist with the effort of the right insult. "Just another useless glob of dick cheese of a man tryin' to walk all over me!"

Was she being subtle enough that it wasn't instantly obvious that had happened to her, traumatically, more than once? She would have liked to be. Please say yes.

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Sorry, hon. Remy’s expression pulled down into easily the most serious look she’d have seen on him to date.

“That is not what I’m here to do, chérie. I thought we were having fun is all. But if I’m really making you feel like that, I’ll go.”

Remy was absolutely willing to stay where he wasn’t wanted, but not if there was actual trauma involved.

He closed his laptop and stood to leave.

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It would've been unlikely for Harley to call much of what had happened fun (if in part because she would be taking her true feelings on Fifi to the grave) but even she had only figured out what was bugging her approximately, oh, all of five seconds ago. And how much.

She was staring at him.

"That's it? That's all you've got to say?!"

The incredulity was undercut a bit by the shock of him actually listening, though. That part hadn't really happened before.

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Remy nodded. “You made yourself clear. I know I’m a thief, but I try not to be a — what was it? Useless glob of dick cheese?”

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And Harley was absolutely standing by that choice in insult! Although the 'man' part that originally followed carried about as much weight. (And trauma.)

Also, related: "Why don't any of you know how to apologize?"

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Remy blinked. Shook a lock of hair out of his eyes.

“I guess I kinda thought leaving would cover that part.”

Someday, perhaps Harley could commiserate with Rogue over this boy’s dumb ass.

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Even Marc knew how to say it, Remy. Even Marc.

"Well it doesn't."

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Well, Marc had a Steven. Maybe that helped.

Remy spread his hands, bowing slightly. “Je suis désolée, ma chérie. This Cajun is sorry he hurt you.”

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Harley still didn't look terribly impressed, but she nodded in response all the same.

"That's a start."

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Remy offered her an open hand. "Perhaps we can be friends?"

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Harley was just petty enough not to take it.

"We'll see," she said, with the sort of a smile that was real obvious about being pointedly fake. "You gotta make sure I don't fire you, first."

... Okay so that was her way of offering something.

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Remy chuckled. "That mean I been hired?"

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Harley rolled her eyes.

"You're on probation."

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“That’s not a ‘no’,” Remy said cheerfully. “I’ll keep coming back Tuesdays, if that’s alright?”

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"If you can behave yourself."

A hilarious demand from Harley Quinn of all people, but here they were.

"And bring some more money in."

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“The money, I can definitely do,” Remy said. “The behaving. . . .” He gave her a cheeky grin. “I’ll do my best.”