-Tim narrowed his eyes at the picture, looking confused.- I’m not that old…
…You actually aren’t that old, but you are this old. “Pointing to the picture.” That’s what you look like.
….Prove it.
I… did you kidnap me?NO! I mean..no, I didn’t kidnap you..How do I put it…you live here..and well I come to visit you, but you aren’t..this small normally.
….I don’t remember living here.. I shrunk?
Well…It’s a long story, but yeah..you’re a lot bigger then what you are right now..”Pulling out his phone, he flipped it open to show a picture of him. Of course Kon would have Tim as his wallpaper.”
-Tim narrowed his eyes at the picture, looking confused.- I’m not that old…
I… did you kidnap me?NO! I mean..no, I didn’t kidnap you..How do I put it…you live here..and well I come to visit you, but you aren’t..this small normally.
….I don’t remember living here.. I shrunk?
-glances around, not moving much more than his eyes- Camp?Um…Well sorta, but not really. Say! Do you like fruits?
-he glanced up at Kon, looking at the meta with a confused look- Where am I?
You’re in a cabin in the forest. Um, I’m here to babysit you.
I… did you kidnap me?
-glances around, not moving much more than his eyes- Camp?Um…Well sorta, but not really. Say! Do you like fruits?
-he glanced up at Kon, looking at the meta with a confused look- Where am I?
….How..old are you?-Tim stared at Kon, cocking his head to the side- …five.
…Oh boy..Say..um…little guy, do you know where you are at?
-glances around, not moving much more than his eyes- Camp?
….How..old are you?
-Tim stared at Kon, cocking his head to the side- …five.
AnonymousIt's that magical time of the hour. For twenty-four hours you will remain as a five year old little tucker, have fun~
Oh, he was amused to see that skillful duck. -..I’m already liking this.- Head turning slightly to the side he watched the boy squeeze through that opening and quickly followed, agile speed flowing smoothly to fly in front of Tim and arms wrapping tightly around him. - Too bad my speed has more of an advantage, correct?-
Tim struggled in his grip, even knowing it was useless. Gritting his teeth, Tim tried to suppress the growing sickness rising in his gut as memories flooded him. The last time he had fallen victim to a Superboy gone rogue… Shaking his head, the ex robin refused to surrender to that fate again. He wouldn’t give up.. but what could he do?
“It’s impressive… Wayne corp is in my name. There’s nothing you can do to change that. I’m not going to sign it over and if you.. kill me, it still won’t be yours.”
(Source: notjustarobin)
-He taught me that it doesn’t matter so long as the job is done or I’m making out with said company. -Conner moved over to the side to block him once again. -…Mm…No. I guess since you will not merge our companies, I will have to just force you to fear me..or remember our little meeting.- Now there was a very dangerous glint in his eyes as he was now attempting to grab at his arm.
“Guess no one’s gotten away with saying ‘no’ to you, huh?” At the grab, Tim quickly ducked down, squeezing through the small opening and darting out of the room. One of the perks of being on the smaller side, as far as his ‘family’ went, he was more agile and for that he was grateful.
(Source: notjustarobin)
-Mm….I suppose not, no matter. If the other Conner gets in the way, I’ll just destroy him. -His eyes wandered over to follow Tim’s movements, following straight after it as he was working to corner him again in the bedroom. - I suppose I should get with the point that I believe that it’s time I should either form a delicate balance with our companies or force you to open yourself to me taking over.-
“….Luthor ever teach you about personal space?” He couldn’t make it to the door like this. But the window wasn’t too far either.
“I don’t respond to threats, and I have no interest in any sort of agreement between our two companies. So though it may be with different context, I reiterate my point in asking you, kindly, to leave. Now.”
(Source: notjustarobin)
I suppose this one was very special if you were mistaking him for me..and telling me to get out. So tell me…just how special was he? - He asked, face leaning in closer.-Tim took a deep breath and slid to the other side of the bed, standing and readjusting his shirt. If this boy was up to something, he’d be better prepared on his feet. Plus, it was easier to keep their distance.
“That’s not your business.”
Eyes wandered at the body to how the boy postured himself to fix that shirt. -Mm…I believe it is, considering I am technically a Conner. -He wasn’t about to let him get away that easily, standing still close to him.
Shifting, the teen was getting rather uncomfortable under the other’s gaze.
“Sure, but you’re not the Conner that this particular issue concerns. Therefore, it’s not your personal business.” Tim took a step back before trying to step around him and un corner himself inside the small bedroom.
