What if...? JALGFY AU

Joy and Deathbringer Could Read Minds?

What if Joy and Deathbringer could read minds?

They're fucking insufferable, that's what they are, especially if you ask Glory. She's gotten stupidly good at shielding her thoughts over the years (ESPECIALLY after they found out Joy could read minds. There are some thoughts your daughter should never have to see), but no matter how damn high she builds those mental walls, Deathbringer always finds a way in.

Prick.

It makes it very difficult to be angry and sarcastic with him when he can just glance into her head and see all the stupid hearts and glitter and pink scales she gets around him no matter how long they've been together. It was much worse when they were just dating, and you think she would've gotten used to it by now, but Deathbringer is stubborn. SO damn stubborn, and he won't ever let her live it down. She's recruited Joy many times to get leverage back at him, and he deserves it too, but with Joy at JMA? Things got a lot more one sided, and a lot more irritating. Especially when Deathbringer makes the whole forest well aware of her feelings for him (not like they didn't all know already).

Currently, he was singing about it as they flew to the Nightwing village, despite Glory's thoughts about him being VERY ANGRY and VERY MURDEROUS and NOT AT ALL ROMANTIC OR ENDEARING.

"You think I'm gorgeous," Deathbringer sang overdramatically. " You want to kiiiiiss me, You want to huuuuug me-"

"I want to stab you in the vocal chords," Glory corrected. "It'd make you a lot more tolerable to be around."

"You want to looooooove me, you want to smooooooch me-"

"YOU ARE ACTUALLY A TODDLER-"

"You think I'm gooooorgeous-"

"No, wait, I've figured it out," Glory smirked. "You're singing about yourself. Now that makes sense." Deathbringer whacked her with his tail.

"YOU WANT TO KIIIIIIIISSSSS ME, YOU WANT TO DAAATE ME-" 

"WE ARE ALREADY MARRIED, I DO NOT FEEL LIKE DATING YOU AGAIN."

"But it was ever so fun, Glory."

"I hate you."

"Awww, aren't you sweet?"

"FUCK OFF."

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"Hello lovely, lovely Joy," 

The slimy dragon blocking Joy's way had introduced himself as Macaw, and Joy got the feeling that even if she couldn't read minds, she'd still hate him. But since she could, and Macaw had more air in his empty head than a balloon, she checked his thoughts anyway.

And oh dear moons that was fucking DISGUSTING.

No, disgusting was an understatement. This was literal vomit worthy. She considered it with the bile rising in her throat. This dragon meant NOTHING good for her. EVER. And his removal would be VERY much appreciated. 

But as tempting as it was to string him up by the nearest tree for a game of tether dragon, she had a better idea.

"Do you wanna go with me somewhere?" She asked sweetly. "I have someone I want you to meet." Macaw's eyes lit up, like he couldn't believe it had actually been that easy.

"Yeah!"

So they flew to the Rainwing village, and Joy landed them outside of a hut, where Deathbringer was looking bored and eating an orange.

"Hey Dad," Joy started.

"Sup," Deathbringer offered. "Want an orange slice?"

"No thanks....This is Macaw," Deathbringer's gaze shot to the slimy dragon, and his eyes narrowed.