#bludhaven

Cop: Man that Red Hood guy is really making a name for himself. It’s pretty impressive how quickly he’s risen to power, actually.

Dick: (already annoyed at Jason because he won’t return Dick’s favorite hoodie) Don’t even give him that kind of credit. A crime lord deserves no praise.

Another cop: Yeah, I’m just glad the crazy bastard isn’t here. That piece of shit should be locked up forever.

Dick: (getting defensive now because that IS his little brother) He’s still a person, Jerry! Even if he is a criminal you shouldn’t talk about him like that! He’s trying his best!

The rest of the precinct: ????

The infamous Red Hood has been brought in to the Bludhaven Police Department for questioning after being found running operations in their city. Surprisingly, Officer Grayson insisted that he be the one to question him. (Jason let himself get caught on purpose)

Dick: Alright, you low life piece of trash! You’re gonna answer my questions quickly so we can both get on with our days! (They both agreed to be at family dinner at the manor tonight)

Jason: Sorry, I don’t speak swine.

Dick: YOU KNOW WHAT- (leaps over the table)

Dick: Hi Commish, how are you-?

Commissioner Gordon: It's Commissioner, son.

Dick, trying not to cry: um, yes, sir.

Harvey Bullock, later: Sorry about Gordon, Grayson. He gets all formal on outside business. He's not mad at you or anything. It's just the way things are. Don't hold it against him, kid.

Dick: Yeah, I guess.

Bullock: Besides, only Robin gets away with calling him 'Commish'.

Dick, lip quivering: OK

I saw this ⬇️ and thought “what if we make it dickkory”

*grunting and the sound of a bō staff collapsing is heard*

Tim: *wincing* What the hell is wrong with the people in Blüdhaven? He threw his shoe at me!

Dick: *laughs* I once fought someone at the dump and he fucking threw a toilet seat at me.

Tim: I’m going to kill Roy for bailing. Where is he?

Dick: Outlaw mission came up last minute.

Tim: Last minute, my ass. He knew. He fucking knew better than to come out here.

Dick: Jason wasn’t answering my calls and Damian is banned from Blüd until further notice.

Tim: What-? What for? He’s only been here once.

Dick: *giggling* He got a gun pulled out on him and he stared straight into this guy’s eyes- with that dead look that Damian does,-and said" only pussies use guns."

Tim: *lets out a cackle* And B banned him for that? Like you weren’t doing worse at his age.

Dick: Right?! I was in Gotham, in my green tighty whities, harassing Bruce with my dick-isms because the English language confused me.

Tim: *wheezing* Dick-isms?

Dick: Butchering the English language because I went from performing in a circus to old money overnight with no cool-down time.

Tim: We don’t give Damian enough credit. He could have been so much worse when he first came to live with B.

Dick: He tried to kill you within twenty-four hours of being here.

Tim: Yeah but if I was raised in an assassin cult that was led by a senile old man that kept rejuvenating, I’d probably want to kill someone too.

*Comm pings, bickering can be heard*

Jason: *in the background* I thought the League beat the word “ submission’” into you. Clearly fucking not.

Damian: Go find a crowbar to polish. It is my turn to pick the film and you very well know it, I have been keeping track of-

Dick: Uh hello?

Damian: Grayson? My apologies. I was not aware that I had intercepted this comm line. I was merely speaking to Akhi.

Jason: Dumbass. *clicks on the comm link* What's good?

Tim: Why didn't you pick up Dick's call? You asshole, I got a shoe fucking thrown at me.

Jason: *mocking tone* MEMEMEMEME. I'm Tim and I can't dodge a fucking pair of sneakers.

Damian: *snickering*

Tim: Ungrateful. All of you are ungrateful with me.

Dick: Where are you guys at? Wanna meet up and get food?

Damian: I am not patrolling tonight. Father had an emergency Justice League meeting at the Watchtower so I am staying the night at Jason’s.

Dick: What! You’re inside his apartment? Jason said he’d shoot me if I tried.

Jason: *chewing loudly* That threat still stands.

Tim: What are you two doing on your night off?

Damian: Reminiscing on our time in the League.

Dick: Yo-I actually have a question *grunts* Fucking hell. I think I got a bruise forming. You guys have Internet at the League, right?

Damian: Yes, why?

Dick: Because your first week in Gotham, you saw Tim’s Roomba and nearly stomped it to death.

Jason: *wheezes* He knows what technology is, he just- *laughs* In theory, he knows. He just hadn’t seen shit in person.

Tim: He saw the air fryer and said ‘ What kind of contraption is that?’

Damian: Grandfather did not believe in making me dependent on technology unless there was a purpose.

Jason: I've seen your fucking iPad screentime you average 7 hours a day.

Damian: Is Grandfather here? Do you see him? No? Then remain silent.

Tim: What’d you guys even do for fun? It couldn’t have been all training, right?

Jason: When we were sent on missions, I was usually able to squeeze in some sightseeing with the kid. But I didn’t realize how socially inept Damian was until that one time in Disneyland Paris. *wheezes* You know Minnie Mouse? I forced him to take a photo with her. She waves at Donald and blows him a kiss—

Damian: *pleading* Do not say another word, Akhi.

Dick: *clapping his hands joyously* Please continue, I need to hear this.

Jason: *grunting* Get the fuck off, Damian. In front of several Parisian children, he turns to Minnie and says," Do you find it acceptable to display your infidelity in such a public setting, wench?"

Tim: Oh my god...you actually said that?

Damian, serious: It was a factual statement. I do not see anything wrong with it!

Tim: *snorting* You called Minnie Mouse a prostitute in front of the French, they’ve started rebellions for much less.

Damian: *cheerfully* Worth it. Jason and I received a lifetime ban and I am free from experiencing the It’s a Small World ride once again.

Jason: Hate all you want, that was the best nap I’ve ever had.

Dick: Please tell me you have photographs of Damian at Disneyland.

Jason: Oh yeah, a fucking album's worth. Bastard threatened to burn it but he knows better. Don't you, Dames?

Damian: Do not speak to me.

Tim: I've only been to the League's compound once and it felt like I was in San Quentin.

Dick: Facts. Bet you were encaged at all times in a concrete room.

Damian: *laughs* Tell them about the time we broke into the laboratory and Grandfather nearly executed us!

Dick: Wait-He almost did what?

Jason: *giggles* It would have been Damian's fault! Ra' ordered the League scientists to conduct cloning experiments on animals and Damian being Damian was all angry about ' animal testing not being ethical." So he *gasping with laugher* storms in but misjudges how far down the steps are because we weren't allowed in there *cackles* so he eats fucking shit and tumbles down like 2 flights of stairs-

Damian: * cackling* I collide into one of the scientists who spills the beaker filled with God-only-knows-what on himself and the man drops dead due to the solution only being harmless towards animals.

Tim: YOU MURDERED BILL NYE THE SCIENCE GUY.

Dick: BILL BILL BILL *cackles*

Jason: It gets worse. *crying* God, it hurts to laugh. He rolls like a fucking bowling ball into the wall that has Ra' collection of souvenirs and almost obliterates them.

Damian: *snorts* Grandfather was quite mad at the prospect of Drake's spleen nearly falling from its designated place.

Tim: *voice lowers* what do you mean Ra al Ghul has my spleen?

Damian: He has it preserved in a mason jar.

Dick: OH MY GOD?

Damian: Last time we visited, we were down in the laboratory to see the new experiments that were conducted during our leave. Akhi said ‘ I wonder if this counts as voodoo’ and he shook the spleen jar.

Jason and Dick: *cackles*

Tim: YOU LET HIM PLAY WITH MY SPLEEN?

Damian: *bored tone* I wasn’t aware you were so attached to it, Drake.

Jason: Shook that shit like a snowglobe.

Dick: *cackling* The question is *wheezes* did you feel anything?

Tim: *in complete disbelief* I take it back. I wish the shoe took me out.

Sneak peek photos!!! I will be doing a 360 video tomorrow along with probably a bit better lighting. Sorry for the mess! BUT I learned a lot about resin printing nFEP films(leaves lines like on the fridge) and PFA files (no lines like in the sweatpants) I also also learned about how 22 degrees Celsius(72 ish Fahrenheit) is prefect print temp!