Vet!Yuu:(shakes bag of treats)
Ruggie:(running at mock speed to get there first)
Vet!Yuu:(pulls Churus out of fridge)
Leona:(suddenly appears and grabs Yuu from behind) That's mine right?
Vet!Yuu: (puts pear yogurt in a bowl)
Jack: (waits patiently for snack like a good boy)
Vet!Yuu:(pulls leftover BBQ out of fridge)
Epel: (staring like a unfed ferel chihuahua waiting for food bowl to be put down)
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Broke: "Dick Grayson was upset at a new kid taking over his mantle because he doesn't think Jason will be good enough as Robin"
Woke: "Dick is upset at Jason, not because he's suddenly taking over the mantle he created, but because Jason isn't nearly feral enough of a child to drive Bruce insane in Dick's place"
Dick: You wanna be my successor? Go swing from that chandelier right now.
Jason:
Dick: As a matter of fact, I need to see you crawling all over the walls. Make a ruckus, break some furniture
Jason: But Bruce-
Dick: SCREW Bruce. Your job as my new brother is to make his life HELL. Why are you so polite? Why are you so calm? Where's your DRIVE, your PASSION, huh? You may be worthy of the title of Robin, but are you WORTHY of being my disaster brother?
Jason, a little scared: I dont-
Dick, scoffing: The youth these days just don't rebel like they used to.
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There’s no such thing as a good patrol.
The bats prowl among dark corners like quiet shadows. They’ve been doing it since youth was reality, and not a distant, blurry daydream, that left them feeling like icons and ghosts.
There’s certain measurements to what makes one satisfactory, thought. Boredom checks no boxes.
“An ouija board? Seriously, Steph?”
Stephanie looks at Jason with a small smirk, “What, is this cultural appropriation? Let me get the ukelele out.” She dodges the batarang effortlessly.
Dick frowns, “What are you guys talking about?”
“Dude, just don’t. You’re too old for trends. Accept it. Live laugh love it, or whatever the hell boomer Milennials say.”
“SHUT UP! THAT’S THE THING I’M SENSITIVE ABOUT.”
ANYWAY. They get the brilliant idea to try and conjure Thomas Wayne, because why not?
Theres has to be some fragments of the street urchin Bruce gave wings to still breathing in Jason, because he’s absolutely against the idea.
Tim, surprisingly, agrees, “What if ghosts ARE real and we’ll undo years of scientific research negating the existence of supernatural entities Christians use as proof to validate their beliefs?”
“…And…You know, what if we upset Bruce.”
“Oh, yeah. Sure, that too.”
But they never listened to Tim before, so why start now?
They do use the board, and it does work, and the thing is? They get to SPEAK to Thomas, too.
What they discovery leaves them all petrified. When they tell Bruce, they do so with regret in their hearts.
He turns around, comically slow, eyes wide and bright against his eyeliner, shimmering with angry fire. They’ve never seen him so angry. So offended. So utterly disgusted.
“How DARE you call my father a New Yorker?!”
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Tara: Oh, do me a favor. Can you peel this apple for me? *she tosses the apple to Sam*
Sam: No! I'm not gonna peel an apple for you *she tosses it back to Tara*
Tara: But Y/N always does it for me...
Sam: Why does Y/N peel your apples for you??
Tara: They don't like for me to eat the apples with the skin on it. They say the skin's loaded with toxins
Sam: Okay well good news: Y/N's not here
Tara: I know they're not here and that's why I need you to do it for me please? Please?
Sam: Oh jesus- just eat it with the skin
Tara: I do not like it with the skin Sam! I am not allowwed to eat it with the skin! I am not allowwed!
Sam: Oh my god alright! If you just shut up I will peel the apple for you the way Y/N likes you to eat it. Give it to me. Give it to me! *Tara tosses her the apple*
Sam: I'll do it the way Y/N insists, okay?
Tara: Yeah :D
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