You’re such a butt.
…What. *Steps closer* You better not be tricking me.
Actually…
Here’s the truth… (leans in) I’m Dick Grayson.
SURPRISE!
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I take serious offence to that, Robs.
You are my deal. Artemis is my deal. Everyone is my deal! No one will tell me anything! It’s driving me crazy.
Yeah, well, the truth hurts sometimes.
Fine. Dude, c’mere. (beckons) Closer.
You’re such a butt.
…What. *Steps closer* You better not be tricking me.
(deadpan stare)I don’t know if “running really fast at things” counts as “solving crimes.” It’s not like you’re Nancy Drew. Snoop all you like, though. I won’t stop you.
…Right. A prized vase. Okay. Are you feeling all right? Have people been saying… (gesticulates) Things?
I’m no Nancy Drew, I’m Sherlock Holmes. *Bats eyelashes* Will you be the John to my Sherlock?
No. People have not being saying things. I have been finding things out. And creating things. And talking to things.
(snort) I practically already am. But sure, I’ll take up the title officially.
Uh, care to expand on these “things?” I’m dying to hear.
Good. Now you have to make me a sandwich while I shoot holes in the wall.
No. These things are only for my ears. Nothing to do with you.
Don’t change the subject. I can see what you’re doing. No avoiding it! You will tell me or I will never leave you alone. I’ll follow you home. Talk to you while you try to sleep. Go to school with you. Talk to you while you come back to the cave. Poke you every five minutes. …*Pokes*
Pfffffff you’re funny, Robs. Absolutely hilarious. I’m rolling on the floor laughing.
:T Sometimes I wonder if you suffered serious brain damage when you were an infant.
Dude, what is your deal?
I take serious offence to that, Robs.
You are my deal. Artemis is my deal. Everyone is my deal! No one will tell me anything! It’s driving me crazy.
…You did do something, didn’t you? Ha! Caught you red handed! So spill, what did you do?
I’m not stupid, I’m clever. And not distressed. At all. Why does everyone keep asking if something’s wrong, or if I’m feeling funny? I’m fine! *Throws hands in air* Am I not aloud to be myself around here? Geez.
Says the walking McDonald’s advertisement.
Well, uh… usually you aren’t this… neurotic.
Don’t change the subject. I can see what you’re doing. No avoiding it! You will tell me or I will never leave you alone. I’ll follow you home. Talk to you while you try to sleep. Go to school with you. Talk to you while you come back to the cave. Poke you every five minutes. …*Pokes*
Pfffffff you’re funny, Robs. Absolutely hilarious. I’m rolling on the floor laughing.
notanarrow replied to your post: Magic Anon! For the next twenty-four hours you’re going to be jealous, and suspicious of basically anyone who talks to Artemis. Have fun.
Uh, no, Wally, nothing has happened with me. Besides a magical fever, but you knew that.You sure? I can ask around. Use my detective ~skillz~. Try to hack into the security footage of the last few weeks. I’ve watched Robin enough times to figure out how.
Yeah, positive. Unless I’ve got amnesia I don’t know about.
Your “detective ~skillz~?” I don’t think we’re trying to solve the Mystery of the Hidden Food Stash, so you might not really be the man for the job here.
What, you don’t trust me? (mutters) Cute.
Well, if you had amnesia, you wouldn’t know about it anyway! Because you would have forgotten…
I am the man for the job. I’ve solved countless crimes, I can do a little snooping around a cave.
…I do trust you! I just don’t trust anyone else! You’re like a prized vase or something, and everyone else are… treasure hunters who don’t wear gloves and I am the heroic hero who swoops in and stops them from stealing you!
(deadpan stare)
I don’t know if “running really fast at things” counts as “solving crimes.” It’s not like you’re Nancy Drew. Snoop all you like, though. I won’t stop you.
…Right. A prized vase. Okay. Are you feeling all right? Have people been saying… (gesticulates) Things?
I’m no Nancy Drew, I’m Sherlock Holmes. *Bats eyelashes* Will you be the John to my Sherlock?
No. People have not being saying things. I have been finding things out. And creating things. And talking to things.
commissionersdaughter replied to your post: You alright tonight, Kid Flash?
I’m fine. You just seem to be acting a little odd.What? No, I’m not acting odd. I’m acting normally. Just a normal day for the amazing Kid Flash. Nothing wrong here, at all.
Yeah, okay. If you say so.
…You don’t believe me, do you.
*gasp* What gives you that idea?
Well, you should. I’m fine. Just uh… thinking about… criminals. Nasty lot, criminals are. Always put people on edge.
I’m fine. You just seem to be acting a little odd.What? No, I’m not acting odd. I’m acting normally. Just a normal day for the amazing Kid Flash. Nothing wrong here, at all.
Yeah, okay. If you say so.
…You don’t believe me, do you.
birdboywonder replied to your post: You look… less than whelmed.
Well I just inhaled just now. And I’m about to exhale.No. You did something. I know it. You’re always doing something. What did you do? I bet it was big. Am I a part of it? Why did you do it? How did it happen?—
Why are you looking at me like that. This is a perfectly reasonable accusation.
(tense) ….
You’re being stupider than normal. (easily) What’s got you all distressed?
…You did do something, didn’t you? Ha! Caught you red handed! So spill, what did you do?
I’m not stupid, I’m clever. And not distressed. At all. Why does everyone keep asking if something’s wrong, or if I’m feeling funny? I’m fine! *Throws hands in air* Am I not aloud to be myself around here? Geez.
