conversations overheard through the batkid com lines pt 8 (league days 2) masterpost here
Damian: we're supposed to be on a stakeout.
Dick: wait sorry i had to mute for a fight, what are you two arguing about over there?
Jason: Tim wants to play league days again but Dami's being a little bitch about it.
Dick: OH MY GOD PLEASE LET ME PLAY TOO-
Damian: you are almost thirty years old, Richard. Jesus Christ.
Dick: *gasp* you can't age-shame me! i fuckin' raised you!
Tim: *cackles* for- for like six months!
Jason: yeah i have like five years on you goldie, don't try and steal my child.
Damian: if i play one round will you buy us food and drop it over at the stakeout base?
Tim: oooh, say yes say yes say yes-!
Damian: *huff* alright, it's loading a card.
Damian: *high pitched squeak*
Tim: oh god, what does that mean?
Damian, voice shaking slightly: 'when i was eight, Todd gave me 'the talk', except it turned out that neither his own parents nor father had ever given him the talk, and he had to sit in on when mother corrected everything he'd told me about a month later because he'd gotten it horribly wrong.'
Tim, crying: did he just-
Tim: Jason just left the fucking line-
Dick: WELL I FEEL LIKE THAT JUST GAVE IT AWAY KINDA-
Tim: *shaky weeping* oh my god, holy-
Dick: *cackle* please, please on everything that is FUCKING holy,
Damian: are you even going to ask questions?
Tim: truth. it's a yay. i'm manifesting. give it to us. please.
Dick: *breathless wheezes* you can't- you have to just tell us, Dames come on,
Damian: it's a yay, it happened.
Dick and Tim: *burst out laughing*
Damian: i truly feel like that was his own fault.
Tim, delirious: god i'm so happy we figured out you were funny Damian, so happy.
