(A little au that's been stuck in my head for months)
"This is crazy. Utterly, 100% certified crazy," Tim muttered under his breath, clutching his hair," I've officially lost my mind. There's no way this isn't a hallucination."
From his spot sitting on the counter, the older Tim huffed and took another bite of what he called a cukewich. "Nah, you're not crazy," he said in between bites," That's Joker-Tim."
"There's a Joker-Tim?!" Tim screeched.
"He hates being called that though. He prefers Laughing-Tim, as if that's any better," Jason argued and waved his hand nonchalantly. Not his Jason though. No this was yet another Jason from yet another universe and introduced himself as fucking Flamebird-Jason."Personally, I like the name Giggles McGee."
Tim waved a hand in his face to get their attention again. "Can we go back to the fact that there's a Joker-Tim?" he demanded, his face pale," Is that... Is that gonna happen to me?"
The older Tim (who went by Redwing-Tim, but the other Jasons had called him Vegas-Tim) and Flamebird-Jason exchanged glances, then looked at him. "Man, I'm not good at this part," Jason leaned back and sighed," Where's one of the Triad when you need them?"
Redwing-Tim shot him a dirty look, but his gaze was infinitely more comforting when he turned back to Tim. "No, that's not gonna happen to you," he promised," We won't let it."
That... made him feel marginally better.
"Alright..." he breathed deep, trying to compute the past hour and come to terms with... all these other versions. "Alright, okay. So where do we go from here?" he asked.
Redwing-Tim smiled and hopped off the counter. "Alright! Let's get this party started!" Flamebird grinned and stood up," First things first: how many Robins do you got? I wanna know who we've all got in this world."
(Another side story for this AU here)
