"Dick."
"Uhm?"
Turns, and gets an uppercut to the stomach.
He bends over wheezing.
Jay passes him. Dick inhales.
"Morning in bear Russian to you too" *
"What? Aren't you used to it?", Jay spits back while munching the last portion of cereals.
Dick stands with his hands on hips "What do you mean?"
"You know, you're such a fucking fake person, Goldie".
Jason stand up, shaking the spoon at him. He scoffs, looks at the table grimacing, looks up and stares at the acrobat.
Dick is like frozen. He has lowered his hands and is now smarting that idiotic naive face he always displays when Batman gives orders, eyebrows upwards too, even.
Jay tightens the grip on the spoon and throws it at his brother.
Dick doesn't really feel like dodging it.
"Fuck you and your hypocrite shit". Jay storms out of the kitchen, steps heavy, Dick hurries to follow him.
"Jay! Jason! Stop please, i don't understand!" Dick is starting to freak out. Of course they are used to punches, what the hell is he talking about?
'Fake person'. The 2 words are still lingering in his mind when, in the outer gardens, his younger brother abruptly stops and gifts him with another uppercut. And a roundhouse.
"Yes Jay! You can trust me Jay! We'll stick toghether, we'll make it! Killing is bad Jay, you shouldn't let your emotions out that way!"
Dick is kneeling but his stomach might as well be at 11.5 km above the ground. **
Jason grabs his hair and wrenches his head up.
"From Bruce! BRUCE, DICK."
His voice raw, strained, almost falters. He scoffs again.
"Such a whore."
Jason roughly shoves him down and walks away, huffing.
"Fucking Deathstroke".
Dick stays kneeling in the snow.
Why. On. Earth. Must he always be this selfish.
And so fucking stupid not to realize it in time.
*(there are no other meanings than the mere inside joke of referring to the mood of this viral video) (It seems a Russian accent to me idk)
**yknow airplane altitude, pressure goes brr
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Fanfiction~NEW dark CHAPTER, BEWARE~ No time for a long story but still want some "plot"? There you go: easy, quick memories, mainly Dick's and Slade's. Also, some basic 'poems'. (DICK IS SCARED. SLADE IS SAFE THO, ISN'T HE?)(I FOUND MYSELF AN IDIOT- YES ILL...
