A Tim Drake Blog

“how many chicken nuggets can i buy with seven pennies?”

Tim: im tired Bruce: okay? Tim: (literally just falls asleep then and there)

sleeps sideways on the bed so that he can stick his feet under the legs of whoever is with him, for warmth

Tim, walking past a mirror: oh is that me? i think that i am a little too handsome

asks for a “batman motorcycle” for christmas every year

Tim: I want to wear the plaid and stripes! Jason: tim no you can’t they don’t match. Tim: so? im a kid nobody will care.

Tim: can a boy wear makeup? Steph: yeah if they want i guess Tim: good because Jason needs some

sleep walks and then wakes up and says, “oh! im lost.”

makes sure everyone can hear him dragging a chair across the floor so they know he needs help reaching something up high 

94. “We can’t go in there…” 

ridiculous, huh? i’ll try…

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“Wait!” Tim grabs Jason’s arm, forcing him to an abrupt stop just outside the door of the manor library. Dropping his voice to a whisper, he leans in close to Jason’s ear. His voice is small in the long, wide corridor. “What if they’re, like, canoodling?”

Canoodling, Jason mouths, both horrified and unmistakably fond. “That’s kind of the point, Timmy. To catch them at it.”

“We can’t go in there…” Tim says, and Jason’s about to throw a fit because this was the plan, okay, this was going to be their entertainment for the afternoon, and now Tim’s backing out? But then Tim pulls out his phone, turns on the camera. “Can’t go in there unprepared. Okay lets do it.”

He grins, and Jason’s in love. Sure, Jason’s only fourteen, but he’s pretty sure he knows what that feeling in his tummy means. Or it could be something he ate.

They share a determined nod, and then bust through the door. 

“Aha!” shouts Jason. 

Dick and Barbara look up from their textbooks. There’s, like, a whole two feet of space between them. 

Tim lowers his phone. “Oh. They’re actually… studying.”

“What did you think we’d be doing?” Barbara asks. 

Jason glances at Tim mouthing the word canoodling, and Tim laughs. 

Dick says, “You two get out of here, we’re working,” in that overly-important big brother voice.

Jason rolls his eyes. “Come off it, we all know she’s doing all the work.”

“That’s not true!” Dick’s voice cracks, and Tim and Jason don’t hide their amusement very well. He clears his throat. “You kids go play somewhere else.”

Jason sends Babs a long-suffering look. “Your boyfriend’s a real dork, you know that?

Dick protests, “Hey, so is yours!”

“So you’re my boyfriend now,” Barbara asks, eyebrows raised, at the same time that Tim’s eyes go wide and he says, “Wait, me?”

Babs grins. “And I was thinking I was just a tutor.”

Tim looks at Jason. “Are we boyfriends?”

Dick looks like he’s about to throw up but Jason can’t really enjoy it right now because he feels about the same. Maybe he really did eat something bad. 

“I need to…” Jason doesn’t finish saying not be here right now, just turns and runs.