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Part 2 of The Exchange Policy and Related Fanworks
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Published:
2015-02-16
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2015-02-16
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The Deepest Secret Ever That No One Will Ever Know Ever Until Now

Summary:

Tim Drake has a horrible secret. Two brave crusaders will risk everything to expose it. Note: Each chapter is a totaly different story.

Notes:

International Fanworks drabble. In the same universe as my Fic The Exchange Policy. Enjoy!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: The Deepest Secret Ever That No One Will Ever Know Ever Until Now

Chapter Text

“Did you get it?” A masked figure asks in a dark alleyway somewhere in Gotham. Somewhere secret and unknown where no one knows where they are.

A young boy slips his hands into his jacket pocket and pulls out a flash-drive. “Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne and Conner Kent watching the 1995 classic Clueless. Recorded in my apartment. Every Alicia Silverstone line is quoted perfectly.”

“Thank you, Christopher,” The masked figure responds. “Now my father will know who the true son is.”

“Um, Damian,” Chris interrupts. “I thought we were posting this on the Internet as a prank?”

“Yes, er, that too.”

Chapter 2: Get In, Loser. We’re Going Shopping

Summary:

Conner, Tim, Bart and Cassie examine thier feelings for each other and their relationship.

Notes:

So I wrote this short, kinda drabble, but too long acording to the offical definition, thing while doing the International Fanworks Day Challenge. Enjoy.

Chapter Text

            “CONDOM HEAD!” Conner screams, spiting saliva into his best friend’s eyes. “WE’RE GOING SHOPING!”

            “I’m not wearing the cowl, clone boy,” Tim responds curtly while his other friend, Bart, pulls at his designer oxford. “Why are we going shopping?”

            “All the Valentine’s candy is on sale,” Cassie yells from the other room, throwing a handful of reusable bags at Tim’s face. “So it’ll save you money.”

            “Mmm. I can’t wait to eat it all.  Snickers, Conversation Hearts, truffles, chocolateheartsredvelvetoreosvampireblooddippedcherriesandstrawberries-”

            “Wait,” Tim interrupts, organizing the shopping bags. “Save me money?”

            “We’re using Daddy’s credit card,” Conner pulls out a platinum card reading ‘Timothy Wayne’ from Tim’s front pocket. Tim groans.

            “You only hang out with me for my money, don’t you?”

            “No, no, no. Maybe. Race you to Tim’s Porsche Bart!”

Notes:

Note: I wrote another drabble while writing this one. It's too long for IF Challenge, but it was fun so I put it as the second chapter to this one. Enjoy.