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Red Hood: I'm full of ideas. Some questionable, some good. Mostly questionable.

Nightwing: . . .

Red Robin: We all have questionable ideas sometimes.

Tim, you walnut, I think we need to have a conversation. This is entirely too much caffeine for any one person.

Sadly, I don't know of any but maybe another admin (or some of our followers) know? If you've got any Tim fic recs featuring the above requirements, drop 'em here!

Tim, screaming and running: Truce! Truce!

Tim: I do not

Dick: You wear all black, you always have your hoodie all the time, and you have a frickin cape--

Tim: Right.

Dick: Alright let's go.

*ten minutes later*

Dick and Tim see a line of people waiting for their food in chairs.

Dick: [walks up to the register and smiles]

Tim: [stands a bit behind Dick]

Cashier: Hi, how can I help you today?

Dick: Hey, can we get one cheese pizza and two pepperoni ones?

Cashier: Sure

Cashier: [turns and pulls the pizzas out of the ovens]

Dick, alarmed and wide-eyed: [looks to Tim]

Dick, whispering: I was unprepared.

Cashier: Is that all?

Dick: Uh, yeah.

Cashier: $13.04

Tim, as Dick pays with a dumbstruck look on his face: [snorts a little and covers his mouth with a hand]

Dick: [does his best not to laugh]

Cashier: ?

Tim, as they walk out, whispering, not trying to be quiet at all: This wasn't the plan.

Jason, in the group chat: I was pirating Endgame, what were you doing?

Dick:

Tim: He was watching The Price Is Right.

Jason:

Dick:

[Steph looks at Cass, smiling]

Steph: Haha, no we're not gay yet.

Dick: First of all it's called a life.

Steph: *gasp*

Steph: That's the sweetest thing anybody's ever said to me.

Steph: *starts crying*

Dick: What time are you gonna be here?

Jason: In a little bit

Bruce: [Looks on with a pained expression]