Jason: Wanna see how many grapes I can toss into Tim's mouth before he wakes up?
Duke: Isn't that a choking hazard?
Jason: IsN'T tHat A cHOckiNg haZArD?
Jason: Who are you?! Bruce?!
Duke: Jason... He could die.
Jason: *rolling his eyes* He's not going to die.
Jason: Jesus Christ. IF he chokes, which he won't, I'll give him the Heimlich. Happy?
*Cuts to Jason violently giving Tim the Heimlich*
Jason: Don't you say it, Thomas! I swear to God I'll stop what I'm doing and beat your ass if you say, "I told you so."
Tim: *Looking increasingly more panicked at the prospect of Jason stopping the Heimlich*
Duke: I think we should get, Bruce...
Jason: *still doing the Heimlich on Tim* What?! Why?!
Duke: *looking at a plum-colored Tim* He's just getting.... purple-ier...
Jason: Purple-ier isn't a word.
Duke: That's not the point! Tim's choking, and I really think we need an adult, Jason!
Jason: I'm 19! I am an adult!
Duke: You know, I'm really starting to doubt that!
Jason: Why are you yelling at me?!
Duke: I can't help it! I. Am. Panicking!
Damian: *walking into the living room clearly agitated* The lot of you are useless!
Damian: Move, Todd! *begins beating Tim on the back*
Duke: I don't think you have to hit him that hard-
Tim: *violently coughs up a grape and proceeds to collapse on the floor*
Jason: Huh... Nice work, brat.
Tim, on the floor, groaning: Yeah... Thanks, Damian.
Damian: -tt- Do not thank me, Drake. You now owe me a life debt.
Damian, narrowing his eyes: And I will collect. *Dramatically leaves the room*
Duke: Yeah... we honestly should have seen that coming.
Jason, shrugging: Eh, all's well that ends well.
Tim, glaring at Jason: I hate you. So, so much.
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