'𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬?'
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Dick Grayson doesn't know how to deal with kids and asks an old 'friend' for help
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𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 A girl's only coping mechanism is talking with...
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𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐒
(TW! Violence, harsh language; It get's really bad towards the end)
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Phoebe heard Dick curse out inside the church from the main entrance. Rachel was in the chapel with one of the nuns, praying. Phoebe groaned, jogging to where Dick was standing. Dick just stared out the window, his jaw dropped.
"You know Dick, it's not very nice to curse in church."
Dick rolled his eyes at Phoebe's remark. "Kory stole my car. We gotta go after her."
"And how do we do that? It's not like we have another car?" Phoebe crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow at Dick.
"Well no shit, stupid. But I'm sure one of the nuns do," Dick murmured, keeping his tone low.
"You think I'm going to steal a nuns car?"
Dick shrugged his shoulders. "There's a first time for everything. We can track where my car is on my phone."
Phoebe's smile then widened. "Oh, we're so going to hell for this."
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Driving up to the location on Dick's phone, Phoebe and Dick approached some garage where people can store their things. "You know," Phoebe unbuckled her seat belt, continuing to talk. "Her hair is really pretty. I mean, have you see those curls? I would die to have those."
Phoebe hopped out of the car along with Dick, walking up to the open door. "Well, hair doesn't make you a nice person. You could be an asshole with nice hair."
Phoebe shrugged her shoulders. "Assholes will be assholes."
The two approached the entrance, watching as Kory looked at pictures on a wall, with what seemed to be Rachel. It looked like someone had been living in there. A desk, bed, pictures, lighting, everything you could need. "Hey!" Dick yelled, grabbing Kory's attention. Kory gasped, turning around to see the two. "You stole my car. I like my car."
Kory slowly walked up closer to Phoebe and Dick. "How did you two find me?"
"There's an app for tracking your car, apparently," Phoebe motioned towards Dick. "He's the genius one, I just amuse people with sarcastic comments and talk about my depressing life."
