Pancakes, Bacon and Lemon Slices

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TITLE: Pancakes, Bacon, and Lemon Slices
Universe: Nothing Better Universe (a DC AU)
Characters: Damian and Mariel by mad_maeglin  Tim, Dianne and Jason by coffeebased and Cisco by mlina


Mariel : flutters INJURED? WHO IS INJURED? runs for first aid kit

Jason: to earpiece Now, was that really necessary, Tim? mutters fucking narc.
to Mariel I'm fine. starts rummaging in the refrigerator

Mariel: grabs jay's head first, oddly enough bumps? Bruises? lacerations? Where? basically all but feels him up Where are they? pale AIYA YOU ARE BLEEDING FROM INSIDE AREN'T YOU?!? BAOBEI GET NANA'S EMERGENCY SURGERY KIT.
Damian: steps in calmly Hi Jay, good patrol?

Jason: lets this happen as he picks up the sandwich he'd left in there early in the afternoon 
to Mariel I'm fine.
to Damian Hey, kid. You missed out on Harley and Ivy trying to take down Freeze. "An early winter is coming to the herbarium," my ass.
Mariel: wide eyes DID YOU LET THEM KISS YOU?

Damian: Hmmm, wonder twins, Smexy. Also, Nana's been a bit crazy for a reason. You notice?

Jason: to Mariel I barely had to do anything but stand there and watch. pats the arms that have him in a stranglehold I was a perfect gentleman, Mariel. They only had eyes for Freeze, anyway. He was begging me to call them off.

to Damian As if. i don't have that kind of mileage.Mariel: continues to flutter around Jay, muttering darkly in mandarin

Jason: Don't make me answer you in Chinese, M. You know you'll just cry.

Damian: sputters with the cola he was drinking oh EW, JAY. Thank you for the horrifying image of Harley and Ivy AND Freeze. Talk about a cold shower.

Jason: Oh, little D, your poor teenage mind. Ivy wouldn't touch that with a ten-foot pole after the amount of veg he'd wasted.  Also, if this is what happens when you guys stay home from patrol, that's not happening anymore. Screw your college finals.
earsplitting feedback in Jay's ear OW FUCK YOU SERIOUSLY TIM.
Mariel: snaps out of mother hen mode and smacks him on the head Education important.

Damian: laughs So Nana gets a day off from her fishnets. You get injured just becuase the great Bat and his Huntress aint around to hold your hand?

Jason: No, you guys get STIR-CRAZY.

Mariel: I am NOT STIR-CRAZY.

Jason: Imma finish my sandwich in the 'Cave. starts to stomp off

Damian: to Mariel You kicked out one of the tabloid reporters with a NERF GUN, Nana

Cisco: pads in sleepily as she was up all night

Mariel: to Cisco Did we wake you?

Cisco: blinks I thought I smelled breakfast... notes a grumpy Jay, Damien smirking and decides that food can probably wait ... I can come back later though...

Jason: to Mariel My sandwich!!!

Damian: Hey Cis. Breakfast can be made. turns to Mariel right?

Jason: to Mariel, sullenly Alfred let us eat in the cave
to Cisco Morning Cisco. small smile Haven't seen you in a while.Mariel: hurt but looks away Well, I DON'T. You'll invite all kinds of rodents into the computers. grabs sandwich and hauls him to a chair Eat here.

Jason: sighs overdramatically If I MUST.

Cisco: to Jason, tries not to feel fluffy in the head, Morning. Our scheds don't match.

Jason: Also, breakfast sounds amazing. I vote waffles, and since I have a head-injury, I win automatically.

Cisco: moves towards the fridge and gets out the orange juice I vote bacon. Protein is necessary to heal... or... something.

Jason: to Cisco What crazy routine do they have you on?

Mariel: WHAT HEAD INJURY. peers into his scalp, nails digging into his forehead WHERE?

Jason: NGAAAAHH.

Cisco: chokes laughing into her orange juice

Jason: I MAY HAVE EXAGGERATED. A LITTLE. A little plant stuff got in my eye when I was cleaning up for Arkham.

Cisco: turns to Damian and ignores Jay's question as he is in Mariel's 'care' So. Morning. How's school? sips some more of drink

Damian: to Mariel Nana! Seriously. you're getting really creepy. You need to change your CoffeeBeans, i'm just sayin.
to Cisco in faux chinese accent New blend too much caffiene. too jumpy. yes? yes?

Jason: Pollen, it was pollen!

Damian: to Cisco groans Shakespeare is gonna kill me. If not, it's gonna be John Dunne.

Jason: Please let go of my head...

Cisco: to Damian snickers and replies in similar accent Yes. Maybe tea do better.

Mariel: grabs Jay's face and peers into his eyes WHAT POLLEN? WHAT HAVE YOU BROUGHT INTO THIS HOUSE?

Dianne: So... what have I just walked into?

Cisco: Why in the world are you having trouble with Good Ol' William? That man is easy.

Damian: Hey babe. Nana is trying to kiss Jay, I'm feeding Cis and you're welcome to join in. With either one of them.

Jason: I needed to flip up my lenses to check something out, and there was a crosswind, and it got in my eye.

Cisco: grins at Dianne I think Jay here is learning that exagerrating his injuries can only lead to... quick look at Mariel... nevermind.

Dianne: It can lead to beatings. noogies Damian BABE WHO.

Cisco:  amused, murmurs into her glass I think it's cos Mariel finds Jay hot.

Mariel: eyes widen at Damian's comment and shoves Jay, face and all, away The lenses are there for a REASON. turns around and starts breakfast

Jason: It's just red. I figure it'll fade in a few hours. massages scalp

Damian: HEY HEY HEY DON'T MESS WITH THE.... pauses and looks over at Cis after her comment WTHDIDYOUJUSTSAY?

Dianne: high-fives Cisco

Cisco: I have Visene, Jay, if you need it. high fives Dianne

Dianne: You are my forever girl, C.

Cisco: What? looks at Damian Dude. As far as I have seen so far, everyone and their MOTHER thinks Jay is prime. pauses and mutters I did not... just use... 'prime'. finishes her glass and refills

Jason: I've done an eyewash. First thing I did when I got in. totally didn't hear the muttered comment

Mariel: is blushing furiously but since she's got her back to them while cooking she just stiffens and shakes her head You all are worse than the tabloids.

Jason: Also, Mariel, waffles?

Cisco: Jay does not need to know that Cisco refers to him as 'beefcake' in her head

Jason: This is true. I am way prime.

Mariel: sighs Fine, Fine. Waffles for the injured man.

Dianne: score! I get waffles too, right?

Cisco: Nice to know the man does not take offense at being compared to a slab of BEEF. snickers

Damian: is still staring horrified at the girls WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT.

Jason: PEOPLE WHO DON'T PATROL DON'T GET WAFFLES.

Cisco: turns to Dianne So. what's today's itenerary?

Dianne: to Jason WAFFLES. I GET SO MANY WAFFLES.

Jason: You abandoned me for Tim! I needed back-up.

Damian: turns to Jay YOU ARE NOT HOT. looks at Mariel's back looks back at Jason EWWWWWWW.

CIsco: is riding the wave of amusement and insanity, actually DARES to pinch Damian's cheek Oh honey, don't worry, you'll grow up strong and manly too.

Dianne: to Jason Technically, Tim needed me more, seeing as he was shutting down an Intergang delivery in the harbor.

Damian: winces and turns to Cisco You have now destroyed my childhood. I am traumatized. There are now not enough days in the week for the therapy i need.

Jason: Patrol is where the action is at! And you missed Harley and Ivy....

Dianne: Saw the tapes, don't need a recap.

Cisco: And Freeze, was it?

Jason: Well yeah, but once you've got 'em, Freeze is sort of like a minor detail.

Cisco: So, Dianne, was Freeze actually begging for Jay's assistance? smirks

Dianne: to Damian D, you never had a childhood. I would have noticed.

Mariel: humming softly as she starts unloading waffles unto serving plate Damian-baobei, get the maple syrup out. turns to Jay tell Tim he better get his skinny ass in here or i won't be making him any either.

CIsco: to Damian Childhood smildhood.

Dianne: deadpan, to Cisco, Sure, if you can call being passed out unconscious that.

CIsco: attempts to swipe a waffle

Damian: grabs the Maple syrup Nana, They're picking on me. glares at Jay's direction before going back to the girls Also, i would have KILLED to have been able to give 'back up' airquote for Jay.

Jason: from the pantry where he is digging for syrup People don't like a hater, Dianne.

Mariel: smacks Jay's hand and points him back to his chair BACK TO CHAIR. You're wounded. act it.

Dianne: Tim's asleep.

Jay: drops the maple syrup bottle ASLEEP.

Cisco: slow turn to Dianne...wait. Tim... sleeps???

Mariel: blinks Asleep or passed out? There's a difference.

CIsco: I thought he was the all-seeing eye...

Damian: pause Was it by choice?

CIsco: continues ...running on energizer batteries

Jason: Do you mean researching? Because when Tim's reading a book, his eyes kind of look closed.

Dianne: Definitely asleep. I came straight from the Penthouse. He's out cold.

Jason: Weird.

Mariel goes to pick up phone Now i'm worried. starts dialling number

Jason: is discreetly pressing his earpiece

Cisco: Huh. swipes another waffle as Mariel is otherwise occupied

Damian: pokes Cis Saw that. grins as he swipes one too

Dianne: is non-plussed You guys know he's human right?

Jason: I've heard him say that.

Mariel: It's ringing. Twice now. twirls cord with fingers, looks worried

Cisco: with waffle in her mouth You sure about that Dianne? They make them so real these days. grins at Damian

Jason: snags a waffle

Damian: OMG MY BROTHER IS AN MANDROID.

Cisco: all but sputters her waffles out Don't. Do. THAT.

Dianne: He was snoring when I got out of bed, and he barely even opened his eyes, so... yeah. sits down at the table Butter?

Cisco: shoves the remainder of her waffle in her mouth

Mariel:: Your brother is not a mandroid. dials again

Jason: to Dianne LALALA NO YOU WERE NOT IN TIM'S BED.

Dianne: Grow up!

Damian: glares at Jay now you know what i feel.

Cisco: snickering and gets herself a glass of water before she chokes laughing on food\

Damian: pause Wait, Dianne was in Tim's bed? What looks at Dianne OMG. turns red and hides face on Cisco's shoulder IS EVERYBODY SLEEPING WITH EVERYBODY ELSE IN THIS FAMILY?!?

Cisco: Hey D, think about it this way -- if you ever decide to take a creative thesis, you can just write about your dysfunctional family and pass it off as great fiction.

Jason: No, no one is sleeping with anyone. bites waffle emphatically

Cisco: thoughtful Well that's depressing. I guess this does mean that I'm the only one not getting laid. Huh.

Damian: pulls away YOU'RE NOT SLEEPING WITH ME.

Dianne: I could pencil you in, Cisco.

Damian: points to jay YOU'RE SLEEPING WITH NANA.

Jason:  LALALALALALALALALA.

Cisco: snickers and dissolves into lolololololololololol

Mariel: drops phone DAMIAN!

Jason: LALALALalalal what WHAT

Dianne: WHAT

Jason: WHAT

CIsco: head on countertop and lolling forever

Dianne: I'm not saying what again.

Damian: ...isn't that what you girls were saying? pause wilts Oops.

Cisco: sympathetic look at Damian

Jason: This is what happens when Tim goes to sleep. whispers ANARCHY.

Cisco:  Dianne is right

Mariel:utterly red and horrified look AIYA DAMIAN WAYNE WHAT IN THE THREE HELLS ARE YOUR TALKING ABOUT?!?

Cisco: to Damian You didn't have a childhood

Dianne: Tim deserves sleep!

Cisco :Not if you interpret 'finds him hot' as 'doing the vertical tango'

Tim: booms over some invisible speaker YES, YES I REALLY DO STOP CALLING ME, STOP PAGING ME. I AM SLEEPING.

Damian: TIM DOESN'T DESERVE SLEEP IF THIS HAPPENS WHEN HE GOES TO SLEEP. glares at Cis You're bad information.

Cisco: catches herself before she drops her glass

Jason: You're alive!

Cisco: I am--- sputters I DID NO SUCH THING.

Dianne: to Tim, winces Oh baby. :(

Mariel: flustered I AM NOT SLEEPING WITH JASON. Tell them Tim!

Tim: DO I HAVE TO, SERIOUSLY.

Cisco: You're the Lit Major. You are supposed to detect HYPERBOLE... or something.

Tim:  Damian, Mariel is not sleeping with Jason.

Cisco: to Damian No wait! I meant sarcasm :|

Tim: Jason, I deserve sleep.

Damian: But nana was making kissy faces? hides face in Cis' shoulder again I hate having to read people. i suck at it.

Tim: Cisco, I expect you in two hours.

Cisco: pats Damian on the headThere, there, little one........ (to Tim) but.

Tim: Dianne, hey sweetheart.

Cisco: makes a face at the speaker

Dianne: Hey baby. sunny smile

Cisco: forgets that Tim has EYES EVERYWHERE

Mariel: stiffly goes back to the waffles and makes some more Told you so.

Cisco:  to Tim and DIanne Oh god. pinches nose Spare me, lovebirds.

Damian: glares at Dianne WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING WITH MY BROTHER?!?

Mariel: tired DAMIAN.

Jason: is eating a million waffles Also, I think Connor would have problems with me cheating on him.

Cisco: distracts herself with the freezer Um, Mariel? Do we still have bacon?

Dianne: to Damian, ticks off fingers Hot, smart, creepy, good with stalking...

Jason: After all, there are only two of us single dudes now. The bromance must continue.

Mariel: nearly drops next batch of waffles Connor?!?

Cisco: DDDDDDDDDD: waffles

Dianne: Guys, he's joking.

Cisco: smacks Jay's arm LOOK WHAT YOU DID points to waffles DDDDD:

Mariel: to Cisco, distractedly Uh, yes, under the grainfed porterhouses. collects self and puts the waffles down

Jason: has eaten all the waffles on the table

Cisco: rummages back in the freezer and retrieves the bacon

Mariel: looks at Jay and sighs Stop inhaling the waffles Jay.

Cisco: moves to clear space of counter and begins to pick out several slices for frying with tongs

Jason:  burps It was awesome

Cisco: acquires frying pan for bacon and heats pan up Not for everyone else, Jay.

Dianne: Hey D, are we patrolling tonight?

Cisco: to Jason Leave some for us.

Jason: You were all busy!

Mariel: looks impressed and pets Cis' head fondly It's so nice to have girls around.

Cisco: is not quite sure what to think about getting petted on the head, but takes it as a good sign Do you want bacon, Mariel?
looks over her shoulder Hey D, Dianne, you guys want bacon?
pointedly ignores Jay since he inhaled the wafflesDamian: to Dianne ...if i can manage to finish this last bit of notes? Then i can, i think. pours more juice Does anybody want to help me with the metaphors for death with regards to Dunne? It's doing my head in. Anybody who's been dead?

Dianne: to Damian Good. Get the old B & R out for a run :)

Mariel: to Cisco shakes head No bacon. Getting to large now. won't be able to fit in fishnets.

Jason: guilty but trying not to show it Sorry guys.

Dianne: I'm going to come by the 'Cave round 9 or 10. Got dinner with Tim and his friends.

Mariel: opens fridge and gets some mangoes out Here, here, while we're waiting for fatty american bacon. slices some open and puts the first one in front of Damian, then Jay, then the girls' plates

Jason: You'll always look perfect in your 'nets, M.
to Dianne No worries at all.
Damian:  I can get Kon in maybe, to help with the dead thing. You know anything about poetry Dianne? Cis?

Jason: Also, Dianne, stop dropping hints about Tim's humanity.

Dianne: to Damian Kon's going to be at dinner with us tonight, so I can ask.

Mariel: blushes Such lies, you never bother to look. turns away

Jason: Hey, I'm not Tim. I only look at what I want to look at. winks

Mariel: turns to Damian Do try to be more, er, tactful Baobei. One doesn't just ask, "So, how did it feel like to be dead?" to a person.

Dianne: to Jason Cass wants to have a dinner thing as adults. Beats me why.

Jason: to Damian I was dead! You can ask me.

Dianne: Yes, yes, you were dead, and you came back, we know.

Damian: laughs and turns to Jay Yeah, but you've got no poetry in your soul. half-hearted glare also, i don't like you right now because you're sleeping with nana. or sort of. whatever. You're not sleeping/sleeping with/i don't get the girls' innuendos so i'm upset at you.

Mariel: facepalm remember what i said about being tactful baobei?\

Jason: to Damian I have poetry in my SOUL.

Dianne: You really, really don't.

Jason: You really, really spend too much time with Tim.

Dianne: satisfied smile I totally do.

Damian: fingers in ears LALALA I DON'T WANT TO KNOW HOW YOU SPEND TIME WITH TIM IN HIS BED OMG MY BROTHER IS NAKED IN MY HEAD HELP HELP NANA MY BRAIN IS LEAKING.

Mariel: sighs That's your mango dripping off your plate baobei. Don't be so messy. wipes the drips off his shirt

Jason: It saddens me that you're 19, and in college, and this scares you.

Dianne: leans on Jay's shoulders I agree. B, you have to open your mind to the fact that your brothers are getting some.

Damian: YOU GUYS ARE MY BROTHERS. I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOU GUYS IN ANY SORT OF SEXUAL CONTEXT. EVER. As long as they're 'getting some' FAR AWAY FROM MY EYES OR MY BRAIN.

Jason: puts his arm around Dianne's waist Really.

Damian: And not my Nana either.

Mariel facepalm Children...

Dianne: giggles in an extremely put-upon manner and leans into Jay's side

Jay: pretends to nuzzle Dianne's neck

Dianne: seats herself in Jason's lap

Jay and Dianne: both wearing shit-eating grins

Mariel: curses colourfully in mandarin and smacks both Dianne and Jay in the back of the head Stop it both you.

Damian: covering his eyes with his arms and screeching

Jason: OW.

Dianne: We totally deserved that. But it was worth it.

Jason: In conclusion, Damian, we will do what we want. With whomever we like

Mariel: pets Jay's head before smacking him lightly again Stop horrifying your brother Jason.

Dianne: And however often we want to do it.

Damian: JUST PLEASE DON'T DO EACH OTHER, OR MY NANA WITHIN MY SIGHT PLEASE.

Jason: I will take that to heart, Damian

Mariel: physically picks up dianne from jay's lap and deposits her into her own chair

Dianne: eep

Damian: Thank you. pauses and thinks of what he just said WAIT WAIT I MEANT JUST. ARGH. facepalm

Cisco: sniggering into her bacon. slides the other plate of bacon to the middle of the table

Dianne: sings out Baaacon.

Cisco: Food of the gods, Dianne. Food. of the friggin, gods.

Damian: turns to Cis You're not secretly sleeping with, i dunno, green arrow or something are you? or the flash?

Mariel: Can we please not have any more sex at the table? realizes what she just said facepalms

CIsco: chokes, puts down her bacon and laughs

Jason: to Damian Should I have a list drawn up?

Dianne: is singing to herself softly about bacon

Cisco: belatedly picks up on D's question No, I don't think so. Last I checked, still celibate as a monk.

Mariel: to everyone That's not what i meant. I meant that no more talk of sex at the table. refuses to look up as she's blushing like a school girl right now Damian is right, i'm getting stir crazy.

Damian: Oh good. So am i. awkward pause blink that doesn't mean. I meant. glare at jay this is all your fault.

Cisco: A little crazy is fine, Mariel. noms on another bacon. SNICKERS AT DAMIAN

Marie : sigh and fond look not if it leads to sex at the breakfast table. pause blushes TALK. ONLY TALK of... turns away and goes to the fridge I'm going baking after breakfast.

Cisco:  leans into Dianne and whispers Think we can set Mariel up on a date?

Damian: looks at Mariel Seriously? We still have Lemon slices from last week!

Jason: It is not my fault.

Dianne: I would like some for school!

Damian: glare at Jay now that i know you have nefarious designs on my Nana, i KNOW that the lemon slices were your fault. When you slept with that Alien chick last week. The lemon slices were produced shortly thereafter.

Cisco: blinks at D how... exactly does that follow any logic?

Jason: I'm trying to follow this train of thought...

Mariel: Dianne, honey, as long as there's no one allergic to lemons at your school. takes out tupperwere filled with massive lemon slices

Damian: Nana bakes. when she's UPSET. glares at jay then turns back to cis therefore she bakes when Jay sleeps around. rubs eyes ewwww now i have naked Jay in my brain.

Dianne: takes the tupperware HOMECOOKED FOOD!

Jason: Why would that even... oh. face smoothens out

Cisco: kicks D under the table Mariel does a lot of baking because baking is therapeutic and she gets enough stress with you boys running around.

Mariel: smacks Damian with tupperwere cover Bizui baobei. Silly ideas. covers tupperware the Dianne is now fluttering over You should have said honey, i would have baked other things. I was in the mood. I'll make more later.

Dianne: frowns I think I need to help Damian understand his notes in the other room right now.

Damian: is SO not subtle WHAT OW. It's like, the truth.

Cisco: laughs at Dianne You look like you won the lottery.

Damian: What?!

Cisco: D, go do your notes.

Dianne: drags him off like a large cat drags off a small bird

Cisco: Okay. Bacon~~~ spears a strip SO. Do I have to leave any of this for Tim?

Jason: Thanks for the meal. stands up and yawns I've got to go too. Going to crash.

Mariel: hums unhappily while going through the pantry might as well. i think i have to go shopping later for more baking...

CIsco: chews Do you need help shopping?

Dianne: from the other room OH MY GOD SHUT UP CAN'T YOU JUST SHUT UP OH MY GOD WHY

Cisco: pretends to hear nothing, thinking up ways to do damage control

Mariel: pauses, doesn't turn around. to Jason Of course. Do you want me to wake you for later?

Jason: looks at Mariel You can draw me up a list. I've got errands to do later.

Damian: bits and pieces from the other room BUT HE ISN'T.....NOT GOOD ENOUGH.... SHE'S MY NANA!

Cisco: remembers Tim's little 'I need you in two hours' What time are you shopping? Cos... the Great Omniscient One has plans for me.

Dianne: YOU... RUINING EVERYTHING. He'll BOLT.

Mariel: carefully schooled mask of calm as she turns around You can rest today, i can go shopping on my own. smiles as Cis i'm not an invalid. pointed look at Jay and you've got a head injury remember?

Jason: tilts head slightly Right. Head injury.

Damian: NANA DOESN'T NEED....HE'S CREEPY...

CIsco: blinks, not sure if she offended M I didn't mean anything by it... I just thought you'd like company.

Dianne: YOU'RE CREEPY.

Cisco: ....Uno momento.

Dianne: AND INSANE.

Cisco: removes her slipper and peeks to the other room and throws it at Damian

Jason: I wouldn't mind getting you the groceries.

Damian: NANA DOESN"T NEED HIM...OW! pokes head in THAT ACTUALLY HURT.

Cisco: turns back to M If Tim doesn't need me for very long I'd love to help out with the groceries.

Dianne: puts Damian into a full nelson

Cisco: glares at Jay GO. LIE. DOWN.

Jason: I didn't do anything wrong. glares at Cisco

Cisco: sweet smile I know you didn't. But that head injury's gonna hurt like a bitch if you don't get some shuteye.

Jason: Mariel... I want to help.

Dianne: puts Damian in a submission hold and grinds his face into the wall

CIsco: looks at Mariel We might... need someone to do the grunt work? is not sure if she's helping, feels oddly like a third wheel I'll see if Dianne needs help with D with his homework. looks earnestly at M If you need someone to shop with, just let me know.

Mariel: hands up, placatingly Children, children, calm down. rubs forehead Cisco honey, if you think Tim is not going to need you for very long, i would appreciate your company. clears throat But Jay, you got hurt. Keep my nerves from fraying and stay and recuperate today, alright? No, erhm, clears throat awkwardly again No gallavanting at least for tonight.

CIsco: goes outside to retrieve her slipper and to walk up to Dianne and Damian

IN THE ROOM ADJACENT TO THE KITCHEN:

Damian: muffled yofffsssuck. translation: YOU SUCK

Cisco: Wow. Robin keeping Batman down. purses lips Isn't he cute? Like a puppy.

Damian: Iaogfhphfhffffh. translation: I am the Bad God, LET ME GO.

CIsco: An overprotective, jealous, incredibly dense puppy.

Dianne: I am the god of KICKING YOUR ASS.

Cisco: flops down on nearest seat

CIsco: D, dude. Sometimes, you need to zip the lip sometimes. rests chin on fisted hand

Damian: glares

Dianne: Can I get off your back now?

Damian: Yeth.

Dianne: Good. You're bony in all the wrong places.

Damian: HEY. rubs shoulder Nana says it'll take time for me to bulk up, but not too much. Can't swing around gargoyles if i look like Kon-El.

Cisco: stands up Okay kiddies, I think I shall... nap for a bit before Tim rises from his coma. If either of you need me I shall be... out of commission in my room.

Dianne: Yeah, there's Kon-El, and then there's whatever you are. At least he's half-alien. punches Damian in the shoulder
to Cisco All right Cisco :)

Damian: preens I'm all human and ALL AWESOME.
to Dianne, confused pause, Is Cis going to sleep with Tim now?
 Dianne: leans on Damian You've gotta let Mariel do stuff in her own time. And, NO. NEVER. HE'S MINE.

BACK IN THE KITCHEN

Jason: Right. shoulders relax a fraction You know where to find me. We don't have to talk about it. It's a family curse, the not talking about things.

Mariel: sighs In bed, I hope. eyes widen. I meant sleeping. I meant. facepalm You know, I am not usually this awkward. Maybe Damian is right. I should go back to my old blend.

Jason: to Mariel I can't stick to one drink, myself. rubs face ow.

Mariel: reaches out and stops him Stop that. Lord knows what that blasted bitch's pollen has done to your eyes.

Jason: Is it red? reaches up to touch it again

Mariel: takes hold of Jason's chin and tilts his face towards the light I don't know if its red because of your rubbing or the pollen. Silly boy.

Jason: kisses Mariel on the cheek I'm sorry.

Mariel: blinks then quickly lets go of Jason You're forgiven. turns around You're just like a little boy sometimes you know.

Cisco: waves and heads off to general direction of room

Jason: smiles ruefully at Mariel I've been told.

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