My friends say I should act my age... [Closed/In Prog]
WHO: Dick Grayson/Nightwing & Jilly Coppercorn/Den-Mom & Bart Allen/Impulse
WHAT: Trick or Treat?
WHERE: Bat-base 2.0
WHEN: This morning
Dick: *early morning? Blissfully ignorant of any such candied packages corrupting the neighbourhood and soaking up the comfort of his own bed because NOTHING feels better after a week long hospital stay.*
Jilly: *equally unaware and wandering in with two packages she found on the doorstep* Enjoying yourself?
Dick: *snags her by the waist and pulls her into bed? He makes a contented sound;* I am now. *plants chin on her shoulder* Whatcha got there?
Jilly: *grins and snuggles against him* I'm not really sure, I found them on the front step. They have our names on them. *Offering the one with his name*
Dick: hm. *frees her slightly while he takes the package, and rattles it, accordingly. Nothing but a thud, thud, thudding of something faintly cushioned hitting off of the cardboard box. Of course curiosity wins out, so he opens it up, and. That. Is the biggest lollipop he has ever seen. And coming from a guy who grew up on a fair ground that's a pretty big deal.* My Boy, Lollipop... *He turns it over, and empties out the box* No note to say who it's from.
Jilly: *twisting to get a look at the lollipop, grinning* Where did someone even get a thing like that! *taking the box to flip it around in her hands* Who do you suppose it's from?
Dick: ... I think I might know of a place. *Yep, he's thinking about Tim and his jumping beans. Unwraps!* I think it's safe to say it's harmless enough.
Jilly: *intrigued* No kidding. *bit of a laugh* That thing's almost bigger than your head.
Dick: Mmn, it's big enough to share *lick- oh, pauses, looking AROUND the lollipop at her, going over what she just said* And I'm gonna stop you there before you get any ego-scarring anecdotes outta that one. *grins, and yes chomps*
Jilly: *bit of a cheeky grin* I don't know what you mean. *Leans over to get a bit for herself.*
Dick: *This is such a Hallmark moment, he's loving it. Look! He even shut his eyes* Playing the innocent card will only get you so far. *aaand I think that's about one mouthful down. Presto chango?*
Jilly: *sneaking a kiss on the cheek while his eyes are closed, bit sticky from the candy but he doesn't mind right?* Very far in your case... *And indeed so, with her own mouthful down, presto chango, adults no more*
Dick: Oh? *Opening up one mischievous eye there, only matched by a cheeky grin- oh holy Look Who's Talking O.O A quick look down and he's quick to surmise it's not JUST her that's gone through a sudden change here.* Uh.
Jilly: *is a bit bemused herself at the sudden change! Especially since her clothes CERTAINLY don't fit properly anymore.* Um... *trying to find her hands in the suddenly huge sleeves of her shirt*
Dick: ... *thankfully bedsheets are a pretty standard size?* Jill'? *wow, and that's not an adult voice. at all.*
Jilly: I think... *pause because... that's not the right voice at all. More slowly, getting used to the sound of it* I think there's something wrong with that candy... *And she has the smallest lisp of a little gap from a missing tooth in the front of her mouth.*
Dick: Yeah, I uh *his chest doesn't hurt anymore, right? It doesn't ache to breath and... his arm feels fine. And Jilly that's really quite adorable, I'm sure he'd comment if it weren't for the mild case of FREAKING OUT that he's repressing quite well, in fact.* That sweet shop Tim uses... I'm sure this is only temporary. Open yours?
Jilly: *Nods and she has to push curly hair out of her face because it wasn't as long as it use to be, but it's still messy as ever. And she has to take a minute again to push back her sleeves, a little bit of an annoyed frown in lue of a panic attack. Opening up the box reveals... costumes... Kid sized costumes*
Dick: ... *He's frowning for a little while, Jilly can probably see his mind working. Sweets. Magic. Tricks. Sweets. Costumes. Trick or Treat.* Halloween. Jilly this is either the island or it's Lily's magic. *bundles that sheet about him, because naked, and self conscious, and awkward come to mind.* I dunno about you, but I am seriously hoping for the latter.
Jilly: *eyes getting all big at the prospect of that...* But Halloween isn't for a whole month. Isn't it early for the island to be messing wif...*Pause because she's really missing that front tooth right now* WITH us?
Dick: *Did...did she just whistle?* Since when has the island 'messing' with us ever been a matter of keeping to a schedule? *shuffling off the bed* We need to rule out what it's not before we start wondering how we fix this. For now we assume the worst, can you- *How old are you, like 7?* put a post out to the city. I'm gonna get down to the store, see what I can find out.
Jilly: And say what? That people shouldn't eat the strange candy that shows up in boxes on their doorsteps? *In retrospect that was sort of the obvious thing. She tries to stand and falls backwards with a surprised little noise.* Oh! My leg's back!
Dick: *yeeeeah, he'll beat himself up about it in a moment or two* Yes, that. *sfjdkshgs he moves to catch her should she tumble, idk man, top heavy kids.* We must've reverted physically, just not mentally this time. And because it's different from last time, I'm hoping it's a side-effect of the 'Stranger Candy'. *ties the sheet in some fashion around his waist* Are you going to be alright, should I get- Bart! Was there a box for him?
Jilly: 'Stranger Candy'? *a gap-toothed little girl grin despite herself before she pales a bit* No, I didn't see one, but... Could he have gotten it before me..?
Dick: *mutters something about 'goddamn fleet feet' before he's out the bedroom door*
Jilly: *will make the journal post as soon as she can get her feet under her. Losing several feet and regaining a limb seems to have thrown off her center of balance.*
[ooc: I gots myself modly permission to post with this journal for the duration of this event, I swears :3]
WHAT: Trick or Treat?
WHERE: Bat-base 2.0
WHEN: This morning
Dick: *early morning? Blissfully ignorant of any such candied packages corrupting the neighbourhood and soaking up the comfort of his own bed because NOTHING feels better after a week long hospital stay.*
Jilly: *equally unaware and wandering in with two packages she found on the doorstep* Enjoying yourself?
Dick: *snags her by the waist and pulls her into bed? He makes a contented sound;* I am now. *plants chin on her shoulder* Whatcha got there?
Jilly: *grins and snuggles against him* I'm not really sure, I found them on the front step. They have our names on them. *Offering the one with his name*
Dick: hm. *frees her slightly while he takes the package, and rattles it, accordingly. Nothing but a thud, thud, thudding of something faintly cushioned hitting off of the cardboard box. Of course curiosity wins out, so he opens it up, and. That. Is the biggest lollipop he has ever seen. And coming from a guy who grew up on a fair ground that's a pretty big deal.* My Boy, Lollipop... *He turns it over, and empties out the box* No note to say who it's from.
Jilly: *twisting to get a look at the lollipop, grinning* Where did someone even get a thing like that! *taking the box to flip it around in her hands* Who do you suppose it's from?
Dick: ... I think I might know of a place. *Yep, he's thinking about Tim and his jumping beans. Unwraps!* I think it's safe to say it's harmless enough.
Jilly: *intrigued* No kidding. *bit of a laugh* That thing's almost bigger than your head.
Dick: Mmn, it's big enough to share *lick- oh, pauses, looking AROUND the lollipop at her, going over what she just said* And I'm gonna stop you there before you get any ego-scarring anecdotes outta that one. *grins, and yes chomps*
Jilly: *bit of a cheeky grin* I don't know what you mean. *Leans over to get a bit for herself.*
Dick: *This is such a Hallmark moment, he's loving it. Look! He even shut his eyes* Playing the innocent card will only get you so far. *aaand I think that's about one mouthful down. Presto chango?*
Jilly: *sneaking a kiss on the cheek while his eyes are closed, bit sticky from the candy but he doesn't mind right?* Very far in your case... *And indeed so, with her own mouthful down, presto chango, adults no more*
Dick: Oh? *Opening up one mischievous eye there, only matched by a cheeky grin- oh holy Look Who's Talking O.O A quick look down and he's quick to surmise it's not JUST her that's gone through a sudden change here.* Uh.
Jilly: *is a bit bemused herself at the sudden change! Especially since her clothes CERTAINLY don't fit properly anymore.* Um... *trying to find her hands in the suddenly huge sleeves of her shirt*
Dick: ... *thankfully bedsheets are a pretty standard size?* Jill'? *wow, and that's not an adult voice. at all.*
Jilly: I think... *pause because... that's not the right voice at all. More slowly, getting used to the sound of it* I think there's something wrong with that candy... *And she has the smallest lisp of a little gap from a missing tooth in the front of her mouth.*
Dick: Yeah, I uh *his chest doesn't hurt anymore, right? It doesn't ache to breath and... his arm feels fine. And Jilly that's really quite adorable, I'm sure he'd comment if it weren't for the mild case of FREAKING OUT that he's repressing quite well, in fact.* That sweet shop Tim uses... I'm sure this is only temporary. Open yours?
Jilly: *Nods and she has to push curly hair out of her face because it wasn't as long as it use to be, but it's still messy as ever. And she has to take a minute again to push back her sleeves, a little bit of an annoyed frown in lue of a panic attack. Opening up the box reveals... costumes... Kid sized costumes*
Dick: ... *He's frowning for a little while, Jilly can probably see his mind working. Sweets. Magic. Tricks. Sweets. Costumes. Trick or Treat.* Halloween. Jilly this is either the island or it's Lily's magic. *bundles that sheet about him, because naked, and self conscious, and awkward come to mind.* I dunno about you, but I am seriously hoping for the latter.
Jilly: *eyes getting all big at the prospect of that...* But Halloween isn't for a whole month. Isn't it early for the island to be messing wif...*Pause because she's really missing that front tooth right now* WITH us?
Dick: *Did...did she just whistle?* Since when has the island 'messing' with us ever been a matter of keeping to a schedule? *shuffling off the bed* We need to rule out what it's not before we start wondering how we fix this. For now we assume the worst, can you- *How old are you, like 7?* put a post out to the city. I'm gonna get down to the store, see what I can find out.
Jilly: And say what? That people shouldn't eat the strange candy that shows up in boxes on their doorsteps? *In retrospect that was sort of the obvious thing. She tries to stand and falls backwards with a surprised little noise.* Oh! My leg's back!
Dick: *yeeeeah, he'll beat himself up about it in a moment or two* Yes, that. *sfjdkshgs he moves to catch her should she tumble, idk man, top heavy kids.* We must've reverted physically, just not mentally this time. And because it's different from last time, I'm hoping it's a side-effect of the 'Stranger Candy'. *ties the sheet in some fashion around his waist* Are you going to be alright, should I get- Bart! Was there a box for him?
Jilly: 'Stranger Candy'? *a gap-toothed little girl grin despite herself before she pales a bit* No, I didn't see one, but... Could he have gotten it before me..?
Dick: *mutters something about 'goddamn fleet feet' before he's out the bedroom door*
Jilly: *will make the journal post as soon as she can get her feet under her. Losing several feet and regaining a limb seems to have thrown off her center of balance.*
[ooc: I gots myself modly permission to post with this journal for the duration of this event, I swears :3]