How The Sirens Got On Santa’s Naughty List

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the Asylum

Not a creature was stirring, not even a Bat;

The meds were placed by the chimney with care,

In hopes that the lunatics soon would be cleared;

The inmates were nestled all snug in their cells;

While visions of Christmas crime danced in their heads.

... or uh... however that went...

Catwoman

“You’re most likely wondering why I am on Santa’s naughty list? Well to tell you I must say I am fond of jewels. And this year I must say the Gotham museum had a marvelous gem. The Christmas Diamond, a green, and red crystal mix that was beautiful in the light. I couldn’t help myself to get my paws on it. Only reason I never made it out of the museum was cause of.. Batman. Bless his heart but I want that Diamond, and nothing is going stop me from now on.“

Poison Ivy

"Well, well, well.. You're probably wondering how i, Mother Nature, ended up on the horrid naughty list. I can guarantee its not what you're thinking.. Let's just say, for every tree you murdered and destroyed for your barbaric holiday tradition, someone in your family will be their replacement..”

Harley Quinn

“Let’s be real... nobody is wondering how I ended up on the naughty list. If it wasn’t for being an accomplice to Joker, perhaps it’s that sandwich that I stole. Or that guy who’s nose I broke. Or the girl who’s hair I accidentally burned off with explosives. Who knows. All I know is.. I have a master plan. Kidnap Santa and get him to put me on the nice list.”