Mar 22, 2017
So I’m now 27 hours in with no sleep (finals and final projects and all that jazz) and I was walking back from the store when I got the most terrible wonderful awful idea of Bruce as a K-9 police officer and all of his robins as his K-9 partners, which sounds great, but you know as soon as I get the idea for a bright-eyed puppy Tim clamoring in his kennel to have Bruce let him out and take him on, right on top of that I get the vivid image of a fiery german shepherd Jason getting ruthlessly mown down by the Joker in a car, like the Joker is some sort of hit-and-run maniac that makes a habit of ploughing down small animals and even a few people when he can manage it.
...dogdammit, brain, NO.
