9AM at Wayne Manor Kitchen
Jason: sitting on the breakfast table, battered and bruised
Jason: Shit sorry for ghosting you guys. I was in Hell, (the internet there is horrible btw), for a bit with Constantine and ugh these stupid swords sucked my soul, literally
Dick: making a bowl of cereal No problemo I just came back from the Marvel Universe
Jason: Like the comics or the movies?
Dick: Comics, the X-men specifically
Jason: Nice
Dick: Yup, met Wolverine and made out with him!
Jason: Cool. With tongue?
Dick: What else does made out mean dumbass
Jason: Shouldn't have asked, of course you'd know, slut
Dick: Whatever, incel
Jason: hey-
bickering in the background
Dick, fending off Jason: What's up with you Tim?
Tim: takes a sip of coffee, On the Samsung refrigerator (split screen duh), watching Kon, Cassie and Bart in space fighting multiple alien armies and on the other screen, watching LoA bases getting blown up
Tim: Nothing much surprisingly, just fighting with the LoA for the umpteenth time. But really my priority is trying to manhandle YG from destroying the Andromeda galaxy.
Jason: rolls his eyes before muttering As one does
Damian: Playing roblox Babs is in prison btw.
Dick: Again?
Jason: Which one?
Damian: The one in Siberia, you know? The high security lockdown one that is guarded by the Justice League
Tim: So she'll be back by Saturday
Damian: Mhm
Dick: slurps the rest of the milk from his cereal and wipes his face with his sleeve
Dick: Where's Cass?
Tim: She and Duke are in the midst of an undercover mission-
Tim: groans No, Kon flank, please we've went over this
Tim: -involving an underground fighting club across South America
Dick: like Fight Club
Tim: Um, I wouldn't put it like tha-
Dick: so Fight Club
Damian: Damn I wish I could do something cool like that. Jon and I fought some weird hybrid of Godzilla and Optimus Prime made by Lex in the great state of New fucking Hampshire
Jason: Should've let it run rampant
Tim: Who even cares about New Hampshire
Damian: That's what I said to Jon, but nooooo, we gotta 'save everyone' even people from New Hampshire
Dick: eugh
Steph: Entering from the window above the sink Well guess what guys, I had to fight Condiment King, during National Ketchup Day 33 times. I even broke the time loop without actually destroying the trigger
Dick: Oof
Jason: Sucks
Tim: Literally how?
Steph: Blew up Heinz factories
Tim: Damn
Damian: Thoughts and prayers to your suit
Steph: Alfred is going to maim me
Crashes in through the window covered with pink glitter
Bruce: I'm so done.
Dick: Bruce?
Bruce: Just. Just no. I need alcohol.
Slams in through roof
Dick: Hey Duke, how was Fight Club?
Damian: Wait where's Cass?
Duke: 3
Duke: 2
Duke: 1
Comes from underground like a mole
Steph: squealing There she is!
Tim: monotone with jazz hands Family reunion yippee
alarm for an Arkham Breakout blasts throughout the kitchen
Jason: fantastic.
