Fic: Timing, Teen Titans, Tim/Kon, PG, 1/1
miarrow is trying to start a trend: a 24 Hours In The Life Of... meme. I chose Kon.
This is his life...for one day. :)
Timing
5:00 AM
The day starts way too damn early. It isn’t even daylight yet.
Kon blinks fuzzily; that isn’t right. Even on the farm, it’s sunlight before he rises. He checks the clock, then looks out the window; catches sight of the calendar, and for once is able to focus his super-vision.
Dammit. He forgot daylight savings time.
6:12 AM
The second time he wakes he smells bacon, and the mouth-watering thought of breakfast is enough to keep him awake through his shower, dressing in some of the clean clothes Ma brought up just last night.
If he wears them again, he doesn’t have to hang them up.
He eats breakfast slowly, trying to draw out the wonderful taste of down-home farm cooking. Once he’s almost finished, he catches the low rumble of the really old bus that belongs to the school, and sighs.
7:30 AM
Grabbing a piece of toast for the bus ride to school - he is a growing boy - Kon belatedly thinks to check his backpack for his math homework.
It’s there, but he still has seven problems to go; he’d forgotten that his last study break to play Tekken on his Gameboy had gone until midnight, and he’d never gotten around to finishing it.
Dammit.
8:00 AM
Homeroom is, as always, crazy. The low buzz of conversation that the teacher doesn’t even try to halt, hoping the others will get it out of their systems in time for them to actually learn something in the next period.
Yeah, right. But at least Kon had time to work on finishing up his math homework.
9:24 AM
English, yech. He already speaks it, why does he need to know how to tale it apart and dissect it like a frog? This isn’t Biology.
And great, just after he finished the math, he gets more homework. Three pages of diagramming sentences. Joy.
10:08 AM
The history teacher is perfect for his job - she’s a dinosaur. Also, she talks in a brittle monotone that makes Kon feel so sleepy you’d never know he actually did get a full eight hours.
Well, six and a half…ish. But still, the sun is shining brightly, and he knows - from Robin, but superman corroborated it - that direct sunlight makes up for REM sleep in Kryptonians.
It just doesn’t make up for really boring teachers. Kon watches the clock tick closer to eleven o’clock and prays that there’s no homework.
11:20 AM
There hadn’t been any history homework, but there had been a reminder of the test in two weeks. Also, the paper due in a month.
Kon adds the sodium bicarbonate to whatever-it-is bubbling on the Bunsen Burner, and breathes a sigh of relief when it doesn’t blow up.
It does turn blue, however, but apparently it was supposed to. Who knew?
Well…Bart might have. Tim too. Just not him.
Maybe he should have read the chapter beforehand.
12:00 AM
Lunch finally arrives, and it’s pizza day. Rubbery pizza that tastes like it’s been microwaved with plastic on top, but pizza.
And not even the Smallville High cafeteria ladies can ruin chocolate chip cookies. When no one’s looking, he speed sneaks two extra into his napkin.
He’s definitely gonna need a pick-me-up at some point during the afternoon.
1:12 PM
Stomach full and replete, Kon decides to catch a nap during study hall. He remembers his English homework, but figures he can do it during Biology. They’re on to reproduction, and he actually read the chapter ahead of time.
Not that he leaned anything he didn’t already know. Well, except about X and Y and genetic stuff, but really, when is he ever gonna need to know that?
As he falls asleep, head pillowed on his bookbag, the thought occurs to him to wonder whether it was Superman or Luthor who donated the X chromosome, since that would make them his mother.
2:08 PM
They’re showing a film in Biology, so Kon can’t really see his English homework. It isn’t sexy, or even funny, just…weird. And the end parts are slightly gross.
Then again, this is Middle America; they probably show shit like this on purpose, to promote abstinence.
Kon sneaks the ear buds to his iPod - damn, Tim gives good Christmas presents - out of his backpack, closes his eyes, and lets Enya lull him away from the badness around him.
Yeah, it’s lame, but it’s relaxing, and he’s still kinda tired.
2:55 PM
He manages not to get caught by the teacher since the sound of her high heels clacking across the floor roused him from his doze and she fumbled with the light switch long enough for him to get his iPod hidden. She assigns homework; the five questions at the end of the chapter. Cake.
Which reminds Kon that he still has half a cookie left from lunch. He munches on it on his way to gym and tries to psyche himself up for failing miserably at dodge ball, since he can’t throw as hard as he can, and also he has to act like it hurts when he gets hit with the ball.
It turns out to be volley ball, which he really knows how to play, like, well, and as long as he remembers not to hit the ball too hard, he figures he can be good at it.
Right?
3:03 PM
They have some seriously good volleyball players in Kansas, considering there isn’t a beach anywhere nearby. Kon would have had a black eye from one spiked ball, if he wasn’t who he is.
Thankfully, it’s the weekend, so no one will question him showing up at school without bruises. For once he hasn’t got detention and so he heads to the Tower early for a change.
3:37 PM
He arrives early, and for his trouble, he gets roped into an immediate training session with Cyborg. Cy’s cool, and while not quite as strong as he is, he’s learning lots by sparring with him.
Still, Kon was kinda hoping for some downtime first.
4:48 PM
After Kon’s used his TTK to dismantle Cyborg’s sonic cannon - and apologized for it, like, ten times - Kory drafts him to help her in the kitchen.
Apparently, ever since the early days of the first Teen Titans, when she decided to try and recreate Tamaranian recipes with Earth foods and mixed up an acid that ate through the kitchen floor in the very first Tower, she’s no long allowed to cook alone. Thankfully, she has a sense of humor about things.
She likes mustard way too much, though.
6:10 PM
Even with the mustard in the mix, the Tex-Mex food comes out pretty good. They only slightly singed one batch of browned beef.
Kon though that ten pounds of meat would be too much, but Bart eats half, plus three of the bags of tortilla chips.
Kon prays that Bart doesn’t eat as much of the beans, or he’s not gonna be able to sit next to him during the movie that night.
6:53 PM
Bart stayed away from the beans, but he ate most of the Spanish rice. Of course, having filled up on dinner left more dessert for everyone else.
And there were four different flavors of ice cream in the freezer.
Kon might have missed the opening credits of the movie because he was so blissed out on Cherry Garcia and From Russia With Buzz.
7:49 PM
Gar is, apparently, on an eighties kick. He also seems to have a thing for Michael J. Fox. Last weekend they watched Teen Wolf and the sequel; this weekend it looks like they’re in for the entire Back to the Future trilogy.
Sweet. Just, if they watched all three that night, no one better expect them to be up for early training sessions.
8:57 PM
Kon had gotten used to the sound of Tim typing away on his laptop during the movie, so when it stopped, he noticed. He was kinda shocked to look over to his left and see Tim sitting there - Tim, not Robin, because the cape and mask were gone, and he’d found some time to change into what passed for PJs in Gotham: track pants and a T-shirt.
All of a sudden, Kon felt overdressed.
10:06 PM
Everyone took a break after the first movie was over, and Kon went to his room to change into his own PJs. He normal just slept in the S-shirt, and shucking off his jeans, he was instantly ready for bed.
Cassie would probably freak over his wearing boxers in the rec room, but it’s not like he hadn’t done it before.
11:22 PM
Kon’s kinda confused by the plot of the story. Some of that may have to do with Bart’s babbling about how, actually, the plot is entirely possible.
Bart is from the future. So is Booster Gold. Half the people who’ve been in the caped community for longer than two seconds seem to have ended up in the wrong time at least once.
But the fact that some script-writer in Hollywood knows how time travel works? That’s kinda freaky.
12:35 PM
Either Tim is really tired or he finds the movie really boring.
There’s really no other explanation for why Tim let himself sort of sag against Kon’s side. They’re practically cuddling, and in public, no less.
Then again, everyone else’s attention seems to be focused on Bart, who’s proving that he can hold an entire bag of marshmallows in his mouth by using some sort of vibrational trick to ‘chew’ the ones near his throat and then swallow them without ever actually closing his mouth.
It’s kinda gross, and Kon would rather watch the movie
1:34 AM
As Gar switches tapes, Kon gets himself and Tim a snack. No one else seems to have noticed, but except for his seeming addiction to Diet grape-flavored Zesti, Tim loves Cheetos.
Kon grabs the brand new ‘Family Size’ bag and goes to watch the weird western playing in the rec room.
2:45 AM
The movie ends with a really cool gunfight duel scene. The flying train also rules, but he still can’t believe that they’re trying to pass off that really old guy and that youngish woman as a couple. She’s got to be at least half his age if she’s still young enough to have had two kids.
But whatever. Kon isn’t concerned with the romantic lives of fictional characters. He’s more interested in romancing the Robin that’s been dozing on his shoulder for the past half-hour.
As everyone files out of the room after the movie, yawning and stretching and heading for bed, Kon grabs Tim with his TTK, and at his questioning look, leers.
“You wanna?” he asks with that little eyebrow wiggle that Tim will never admit he finds endearing.
“Your room?” Tim tosses back with the saucy little grin that he knows makes Kon hard as a rock. Throwing in a little hip-wriggle for good measure, he takes Kon’s stunned silence as assent and starts heading up the stairs.
3:59 AM
They were already pretty tuckered out, so there wasn’t any long marathon session, just a messy, flurried tumble into bed where they tried to simultaneously touch each other all over and devour each other with their mouths.
They weren’t entirely successful, of course, but they could always try again.
After that, exhausted from the days’ activities, Tim conked out, head on Kon’s shoulder once again. Kon is so glad he’s still awake. It means to gets to watch Tim while he sleeps.
Timing isn’t everything, but his is pretty good anyway.
This is his life...for one day. :)
Timing
5:00 AM
The day starts way too damn early. It isn’t even daylight yet.
Kon blinks fuzzily; that isn’t right. Even on the farm, it’s sunlight before he rises. He checks the clock, then looks out the window; catches sight of the calendar, and for once is able to focus his super-vision.
Dammit. He forgot daylight savings time.
6:12 AM
The second time he wakes he smells bacon, and the mouth-watering thought of breakfast is enough to keep him awake through his shower, dressing in some of the clean clothes Ma brought up just last night.
If he wears them again, he doesn’t have to hang them up.
He eats breakfast slowly, trying to draw out the wonderful taste of down-home farm cooking. Once he’s almost finished, he catches the low rumble of the really old bus that belongs to the school, and sighs.
7:30 AM
Grabbing a piece of toast for the bus ride to school - he is a growing boy - Kon belatedly thinks to check his backpack for his math homework.
It’s there, but he still has seven problems to go; he’d forgotten that his last study break to play Tekken on his Gameboy had gone until midnight, and he’d never gotten around to finishing it.
Dammit.
8:00 AM
Homeroom is, as always, crazy. The low buzz of conversation that the teacher doesn’t even try to halt, hoping the others will get it out of their systems in time for them to actually learn something in the next period.
Yeah, right. But at least Kon had time to work on finishing up his math homework.
9:24 AM
English, yech. He already speaks it, why does he need to know how to tale it apart and dissect it like a frog? This isn’t Biology.
And great, just after he finished the math, he gets more homework. Three pages of diagramming sentences. Joy.
10:08 AM
The history teacher is perfect for his job - she’s a dinosaur. Also, she talks in a brittle monotone that makes Kon feel so sleepy you’d never know he actually did get a full eight hours.
Well, six and a half…ish. But still, the sun is shining brightly, and he knows - from Robin, but superman corroborated it - that direct sunlight makes up for REM sleep in Kryptonians.
It just doesn’t make up for really boring teachers. Kon watches the clock tick closer to eleven o’clock and prays that there’s no homework.
11:20 AM
There hadn’t been any history homework, but there had been a reminder of the test in two weeks. Also, the paper due in a month.
Kon adds the sodium bicarbonate to whatever-it-is bubbling on the Bunsen Burner, and breathes a sigh of relief when it doesn’t blow up.
It does turn blue, however, but apparently it was supposed to. Who knew?
Well…Bart might have. Tim too. Just not him.
Maybe he should have read the chapter beforehand.
12:00 AM
Lunch finally arrives, and it’s pizza day. Rubbery pizza that tastes like it’s been microwaved with plastic on top, but pizza.
And not even the Smallville High cafeteria ladies can ruin chocolate chip cookies. When no one’s looking, he speed sneaks two extra into his napkin.
He’s definitely gonna need a pick-me-up at some point during the afternoon.
1:12 PM
Stomach full and replete, Kon decides to catch a nap during study hall. He remembers his English homework, but figures he can do it during Biology. They’re on to reproduction, and he actually read the chapter ahead of time.
Not that he leaned anything he didn’t already know. Well, except about X and Y and genetic stuff, but really, when is he ever gonna need to know that?
As he falls asleep, head pillowed on his bookbag, the thought occurs to him to wonder whether it was Superman or Luthor who donated the X chromosome, since that would make them his mother.
2:08 PM
They’re showing a film in Biology, so Kon can’t really see his English homework. It isn’t sexy, or even funny, just…weird. And the end parts are slightly gross.
Then again, this is Middle America; they probably show shit like this on purpose, to promote abstinence.
Kon sneaks the ear buds to his iPod - damn, Tim gives good Christmas presents - out of his backpack, closes his eyes, and lets Enya lull him away from the badness around him.
Yeah, it’s lame, but it’s relaxing, and he’s still kinda tired.
2:55 PM
He manages not to get caught by the teacher since the sound of her high heels clacking across the floor roused him from his doze and she fumbled with the light switch long enough for him to get his iPod hidden. She assigns homework; the five questions at the end of the chapter. Cake.
Which reminds Kon that he still has half a cookie left from lunch. He munches on it on his way to gym and tries to psyche himself up for failing miserably at dodge ball, since he can’t throw as hard as he can, and also he has to act like it hurts when he gets hit with the ball.
It turns out to be volley ball, which he really knows how to play, like, well, and as long as he remembers not to hit the ball too hard, he figures he can be good at it.
Right?
3:03 PM
They have some seriously good volleyball players in Kansas, considering there isn’t a beach anywhere nearby. Kon would have had a black eye from one spiked ball, if he wasn’t who he is.
Thankfully, it’s the weekend, so no one will question him showing up at school without bruises. For once he hasn’t got detention and so he heads to the Tower early for a change.
3:37 PM
He arrives early, and for his trouble, he gets roped into an immediate training session with Cyborg. Cy’s cool, and while not quite as strong as he is, he’s learning lots by sparring with him.
Still, Kon was kinda hoping for some downtime first.
4:48 PM
After Kon’s used his TTK to dismantle Cyborg’s sonic cannon - and apologized for it, like, ten times - Kory drafts him to help her in the kitchen.
Apparently, ever since the early days of the first Teen Titans, when she decided to try and recreate Tamaranian recipes with Earth foods and mixed up an acid that ate through the kitchen floor in the very first Tower, she’s no long allowed to cook alone. Thankfully, she has a sense of humor about things.
She likes mustard way too much, though.
6:10 PM
Even with the mustard in the mix, the Tex-Mex food comes out pretty good. They only slightly singed one batch of browned beef.
Kon though that ten pounds of meat would be too much, but Bart eats half, plus three of the bags of tortilla chips.
Kon prays that Bart doesn’t eat as much of the beans, or he’s not gonna be able to sit next to him during the movie that night.
6:53 PM
Bart stayed away from the beans, but he ate most of the Spanish rice. Of course, having filled up on dinner left more dessert for everyone else.
And there were four different flavors of ice cream in the freezer.
Kon might have missed the opening credits of the movie because he was so blissed out on Cherry Garcia and From Russia With Buzz.
7:49 PM
Gar is, apparently, on an eighties kick. He also seems to have a thing for Michael J. Fox. Last weekend they watched Teen Wolf and the sequel; this weekend it looks like they’re in for the entire Back to the Future trilogy.
Sweet. Just, if they watched all three that night, no one better expect them to be up for early training sessions.
8:57 PM
Kon had gotten used to the sound of Tim typing away on his laptop during the movie, so when it stopped, he noticed. He was kinda shocked to look over to his left and see Tim sitting there - Tim, not Robin, because the cape and mask were gone, and he’d found some time to change into what passed for PJs in Gotham: track pants and a T-shirt.
All of a sudden, Kon felt overdressed.
10:06 PM
Everyone took a break after the first movie was over, and Kon went to his room to change into his own PJs. He normal just slept in the S-shirt, and shucking off his jeans, he was instantly ready for bed.
Cassie would probably freak over his wearing boxers in the rec room, but it’s not like he hadn’t done it before.
11:22 PM
Kon’s kinda confused by the plot of the story. Some of that may have to do with Bart’s babbling about how, actually, the plot is entirely possible.
Bart is from the future. So is Booster Gold. Half the people who’ve been in the caped community for longer than two seconds seem to have ended up in the wrong time at least once.
But the fact that some script-writer in Hollywood knows how time travel works? That’s kinda freaky.
12:35 PM
Either Tim is really tired or he finds the movie really boring.
There’s really no other explanation for why Tim let himself sort of sag against Kon’s side. They’re practically cuddling, and in public, no less.
Then again, everyone else’s attention seems to be focused on Bart, who’s proving that he can hold an entire bag of marshmallows in his mouth by using some sort of vibrational trick to ‘chew’ the ones near his throat and then swallow them without ever actually closing his mouth.
It’s kinda gross, and Kon would rather watch the movie
1:34 AM
As Gar switches tapes, Kon gets himself and Tim a snack. No one else seems to have noticed, but except for his seeming addiction to Diet grape-flavored Zesti, Tim loves Cheetos.
Kon grabs the brand new ‘Family Size’ bag and goes to watch the weird western playing in the rec room.
2:45 AM
The movie ends with a really cool gunfight duel scene. The flying train also rules, but he still can’t believe that they’re trying to pass off that really old guy and that youngish woman as a couple. She’s got to be at least half his age if she’s still young enough to have had two kids.
But whatever. Kon isn’t concerned with the romantic lives of fictional characters. He’s more interested in romancing the Robin that’s been dozing on his shoulder for the past half-hour.
As everyone files out of the room after the movie, yawning and stretching and heading for bed, Kon grabs Tim with his TTK, and at his questioning look, leers.
“You wanna?” he asks with that little eyebrow wiggle that Tim will never admit he finds endearing.
“Your room?” Tim tosses back with the saucy little grin that he knows makes Kon hard as a rock. Throwing in a little hip-wriggle for good measure, he takes Kon’s stunned silence as assent and starts heading up the stairs.
3:59 AM
They were already pretty tuckered out, so there wasn’t any long marathon session, just a messy, flurried tumble into bed where they tried to simultaneously touch each other all over and devour each other with their mouths.
They weren’t entirely successful, of course, but they could always try again.
After that, exhausted from the days’ activities, Tim conked out, head on Kon’s shoulder once again. Kon is so glad he’s still awake. It means to gets to watch Tim while he sleeps.
Timing isn’t everything, but his is pretty good anyway.