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It’s sometimes easy to forget that Tim used to stalk the family he’s now a part of. However, in his more judgmental or know-it-all moments, it’s hard to ignore. Still , since he questioned his place in the family a lot, it’s not until they’ve all solidified themselves as a unit that it begins to show.
Like right now.
They’re trying to take down one of Penguin’s plots. It’s not as much dangerous as highly tedious, since it was just a power grab. The only thing that sucks is the amount of goons that are spread out about the city that they have to stop.
Suddenly, Tim groans loudly: “Ugh, not this fucking guy again.”
“Who is it?” Batman immediately demands to know, being on the other side of the city where he assigned himself to capture all the goons.
“Chuck Irkhouse,” Tim replies with disdain.
“Ugh, I fucking hate that guy,” Dick pipes up. “He’s not, like, the worst, but he totally is the worst. I don’t know, he’s just annoying. Doesn’t he run with Mr. Freeze?”
“Nah, he used to. Switched to running with Black Mask,” Jason says. “Me and B took him down back in my Robin days. Fucking annoying asshole, he was. He got ‘bout seven years, must’ve gotten out recently.”
“Wait, if you took him out and he’s only gotten out recently, how does RR know him?” Steph asks.
“Because he was always – and I mean always – stationed on the East side of the harbor where Batman’s patrol route passed. I think he was put there, because Black Mask knew what a prick he was. It used to be one of my spots where I’d hide to get the good pics, but I switched it up after a while, because Chuckie there just sucked so much,” Tim answers. “Still sad I didn’t get to photograph him during his final arrest.”
It’s quiet for a beat over the coms and a confused Tim asks: “What?”
“I always forget what a creepy stalker boy you used to be, Replacement,” Jason says, breaking the quiet.
“Shut up,” Tim complains, while snorts and laughter echo over the coms. They might be spread all over the city, but they all know he’s pouting even without seeing him.
“Oh my god, you’re such a fucking loser,” Steph crows.
“Hey, you dated me!”
“Ugh, don’t remind me of that mistake,” Steph rolls her eyes.
“Rude. And I still have to go fight Irkhouse, isn’t that punishment enough?” Tim sighs.
“Don’t know, haven’t met the guy,” Steph says.
“Hope you never do,” Jason tells her. “He truly is the worst.”
“Yeah, am I glad RR got that part of the city,” Dick agrees. “If I have to fight that guy one more time, I’m hanging up the mask. Hope he gets another seven years.”