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✦ 008 ✦ [VIDEO]

[It takes several on-camera seconds before Zatanna can finally figure out the right words for this; her mouth opens and closes twice before she gives up and just comes out with it:]

...is anybody else slightly concerned about the fact that some of the local bakeries've started selling cookies in the shapes of these thi--?

[And the Network is suddenly treated to a GIANT UPSIDE-DOWN TRIBBLE FACE taking up the entire camera. Because it wanted to say hello, of course.]

[Zatanna can barely get out the shriek of surprise in the background before her unexpected visitor suddenly tumbles downward, taking the feed with it. The screen goes dark, leaving one last audio cry before it cuts out completely:]

Get back here, you cheap horror film knockoff!

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[Bart puts the smaller pot on the stove with a satisfying little thunk.]

For the record, I was gonna make sure you two got your share before I took mine. I'm not a complete jerk.

[Tim's compliance pleased her. Bart's smirk? A little less so.]

I never said you were a complete jerk.

Though Robin might, since you seem pretty determined to talk Tim into trying to steal me away from him. Isn't there some sort of bro code between Robins and Speedsters to prevent that sort of thing?

[Tim grins a little.]

Well, to be fair, Bart's not his speedster.

[Though he's thrown by the odd phrasing, it's not enough to shut him up.]

What do you mean his speedster? Are the two of you holed up in the Cave calling dibs on everyone? Cause if there's a Speedster/Robin brocode, OK, yeah. For the purposes of that, your speedster. But. If we're talking about which Robin met which speedster first and who had the chance to call shotgun rights, then the first Robin gets the full set. Though he wasn't Robin anymore. I wonder if it still counts.

[Good luck following that.]

[She didn't need luck. She need a translator.]

I have no idea what you just said, but I'm going to assume it had very little to do with what I just said.

[Tim grins at Bart.]

Well, I was generally thinking bro-code. We don't actually sit around calling dibs. Though if we did, I'd totally call you, because No-Longer-Robin would probably waste his first call on No-Longer-Kid-Flash.

And no, Zatanna, it didn't really have much to do with what you said.

[He picks up the large pot from the stove again and goes to fill it with water.]

It had something to do with what you were saying. If a conversation is baseball, I'm out in right field. Except when I'm allowed to actually play, I'm the pitcher. But that's getting sidetracked again.

Look. The point is - there is NO amount of encouraging I can do here - I am so sorry, Rob, pleasedon'tprankmeinmysleepI'mjust beinghonest - that is going to put Tim ahead here. The first Robin grew up and dated Starfire, OK? Dude's a legend.

That's what I figured.

[An eyebrow rose slightly. She knew she and Robin were different people in the alternate world--that she was actually an entire generation older than him--but it was still weird to hear about other girlfriends. Mostly because she didn't even recognize the name, despite Bart's apparent insistance that this was a big deal.]

I have no idea who Starfire is, but I'd love to meet her sometime.

We could compare notes.

[Sometimes it really is hard to keep up with all of the directions Bart's mind can race in at once. Though thankfully--after the baseball tangent--this was relatively easy to follow.]

I'm not arguing. [Starfire is--well. Starfire. But come on--Zatanna is pretty amazing, too. Uh. When she's older, anyway.]

You two would probably get along pretty well. And Robin would--and should--be terrified.

[Bart is standing stock still with an expression the equivalent of the sound of a needle getting ripped off of a record.]

Girls really do that? Compare notes? Shoot. He really should be terrified.

I'll be sure to let him know of your mutual concern, boys.

[Tim sets the pan full of water on the stove and turns on the heat, shrugging a little and grinning.]

I'm not that concerned. He can take care of himself.

[Well, probably.]

[Bart shakes his head.]

I've had some time to think about it. I'm more worried about me. There's so many people I should keep away from anyone I try and date.

[Why are so many of his friends and teammates girls? Life needs a manual.]

Wouldn't you have to actually be dating someone before you worry about that sort of thing?

[Tim bites back a smirk and turns an innocent expression to Bart, waiting for his response.]

[Bart busies himself with the cupboards, ostensibly looking for pasta, sauce, anything that would make sense for this dinner. He's mumbling.]

I never really broke up with the last one.

[And he still likes her, and it's all very confusing.]

[That could be...complicated.]

Does she know you didn't break up with her?

[Tim frowns a little and he moves to find a lid for the pan to cover it and help the water boil faster. He's guessing that this is a death thing, and he's not really sure what to say here. He kind of wishes he were good at random subject changes the way Bart is.

He glances over at where Bart is hunting through cupboards.]

I think there's pasta up and to the left over there. We didn't make any recently, right?

I think it's safe to say she considers it over.

[It is, in fact, a death thing, but he's determined to be fine with it and not derail things. The set look on his face is only because of how he's stretching to reach the top shelf and fumbling blindly.]

Up and to the - um. Define 'recently.' I might've had a little. Or uh. A little for me. Wait, there's stuff in the back.

[Bart pulls down a few boxes of pasta.] We're good.

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