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[bumblybeeb]

Ugh. Honestly, he wishes he was in better shape (heart, per say) to do this himself -- but then, probably not a bad idea this way. It could be a lot worse.

He could have started him off with Wildcat.

Ted is tinkering in the lab, shouldering the phone between his shoulder and ear.

Just buzzing in to check on the poor kid. Oh, they'll all laugh

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[bumblybeeb]

"Well, seeing as how you're not dead, there's only one possibility: yes, that's right. Your very own Ted Kord."

Oh, kids these days. A little bit of bruising and getting their butts whooped and it's the end of the world. Psh, when a meteor comes down, then you can whine a bit.

"How's the Bat Family treatin' you? You have any fun sleepovers yet?"

[bumblybeeb]

"But this puts me in the sympathetic lead character position! Everyone will be cheering for me to get you back. Especially since I'm lovable and I pull off the puppy eyes. Besides, much as we all love Ralph, you'd get sick of him real fast; his jokes are cornier than mine. He thinks the chicken crossing the road is a hoot."

The kid's comedy is leveling up. It almost brings a tear to Ted's eye.

[bumblybeeb]

"How much conversation have you ever had with Ralph Dibny in comparison to me? He wiggles his nose at mystery, for crying out loud."

[bumblybeeb]

"Have you been hanging out with Booster again? Mister, don't make me shake my finger at you from afar, or you're grounded to your -- where are you staying again?"

[bumblybeeb]

"Yeah, but can you imagine him trying to take on supervillains like that? 'Stop with that laughing gas, Joker! I am Nicewing and I will politely request that you back off for this evening! My thanks!' ... Yeah, I don't think it'd fly, so to speak."

Okay, so maybe he is pretty corny.

"So, is he gonna hit you with sticks again tomorrow?"

[bumblybeeb]

"Mmm, stick-beating. You know, I think I missed that in Superheroing 101. Might be why I haven't quite quit the gig."

Ted doesn't hide the smirk. "No, sir. I will proceed to do said cackling and patting in person. So I can be smug, full of myself, and egotistical for at least ten minutes. Fifteen, tops. Now, I'd offer you all kinds of wise words and some kind of analogy about bugs and bats or something kooky like that, but you are still training out there. So, I've just got this to say: make sure to change your underwear, brush your teeth, and be home by ten every night. No pretty girls in the cave during after hours, young man, or it's homework."

[bumblybeeb]

"Spooky computer? Oh, you mean Oracle. Yeah, she knows a lot of nifty things."

Ted can't help but smirk about that one.

"It's Gotham. You get all kinds. Just don't try to find 'em if you know what's good for ya." Not that he expects Jaime would. "Need a care package, or do you think you're manly enough to plow through this funtime training with the Gothamites?"

[bumblybeeb]

"That's the spirit." Genuinely, he's quite proud, to be honest. It takes a lot of guts to keep on going through fun like this.

"A'ight. Any last words before I sign off, my not-sidekick?"