Fic: Brooding. PG-13. Snapper, Bart/Tim.
Feb. 11th, 2008 02:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
museofspeedTitle: Brooding
Fandom: Young Justice
Characters: Snapper, Bart/Tim.
Prompt:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fanfic100: 4. Insides.
Word Count: 500
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Snapper finds Robin brooding in a closet.
Author's Notes: Beta'd by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
julius12, of course. This is cute, cracky, YJ weirdness.
Cassie, Kon, Greta and Ray all wanted to watch a movie, and Snapper was on popcorn detail. Unfortunately, he was having a lot of trouble figuring out where the bowls were.
“Oh, grife!”
Snapper stopped. Grife? The only person he knew who said “grife” was Bart. The sound had come from around the corner.
He looked around, but he couldn’t see anyone. Even if Bart had been there earlier, he was long gone.
There was a promising-looking storage closet, though. Maybe he’d find a bowl in there. He pulled open the door and saw…
“Robin?”
“Yes?” Tim said. Only his face was visible. The rest of his body was covered by the cape.
“What are you doing in the closet?” Snapper asked.
Tim’s mouth quirked slightly. “Brooding.”
“Brooding?”
“Yes,” Tim said. “It’s a Bat thing.”
Snapper knew better than to question Bat things. “Um, okay. If you say so. Hey,” he snapped his fingers. “You seen Bart anywhere? I could have sworn I heard him.”
“Bart?” Tim said. “I think he’s in Manchester today.”
“Huh. We’re watching a movie. Wanna join us?”
“Sorry,” Tim said. “I need to brood. It’s important.”
“Right,” Snapper said. He snapped his fingers again. “I’ll let you get back to that.”
“Thank you,” Tim said.
“Do you know where any bowls for popcorn are?” Snapper asked.
“Kitchen. Third cabinet from the top in the blue-coded cabinets.”
“You color coded the cabinets?”
Robin nodded. “And reorganized them. Enjoy your movie!”
Snapper closed the closet door and found the bowls exactly where Tim had said they were. He brought the popcorn out to the rec room.
“Thanks, Snapper!” Kon said.
“Come on,” Ray said. “Why can’t we watch Horrifying Monsters of Madness?”
“You’re the only one who likes horror films,” Cassie said. “But all of us like Exploding Explosions!”
“Wouldn’t be the same without Bart and Tim here,” Kon said.
“Hey,” Greta said, “Where are Tim and Bart? And Anita and Cissie and Slobo?”
“Tim’s here,” Snapper said. “I just saw him a minute ago. He was brooding in a closet.”
Everyone stared at him.
“Brooding…in a closet?” Cassie said.
“Yeah,” Snapper said, grabbing Exploding Explosions and sticking it into the DVD player, “It was weird, but I’ve seen Batman do the same thing.”
“That is not healthy,” Kon said.
“Funny thing was, I’d thought I’d heard Superman. Guess they sound sort of similar when Batman’s not trying to be intimidating.”
“What?” Greta said.
“Never mind,” Snapper said. “Start it up, Ray.”
Bart poked his head out from under Tim’s cape. “Think he’s totally gone?” he asked.
Tim nodded. “I told you the cape and mask was a good idea.”
“I still say you have strange kinks, Tim,” Bart said.
“I’m not the one who decided to give me a blow job while I was talking to Snapper.”
Bart grinned. “You liked it.”
Tim ruffled Bart’s hair. “Come on,” he said. “It’s only a matter of time before they decide that it isn’t healthy for me to stand in a closet all day and pull me out. Finish what you started.”
Fandom: Young Justice
Characters: Snapper, Bart/Tim.
Prompt:
fanfic100: 4. Insides.Word Count: 500
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Snapper finds Robin brooding in a closet.
Author's Notes: Beta'd by
julius12, of course. This is cute, cracky, YJ weirdness.Cassie, Kon, Greta and Ray all wanted to watch a movie, and Snapper was on popcorn detail. Unfortunately, he was having a lot of trouble figuring out where the bowls were.
“Oh, grife!”
Snapper stopped. Grife? The only person he knew who said “grife” was Bart. The sound had come from around the corner.
He looked around, but he couldn’t see anyone. Even if Bart had been there earlier, he was long gone.
There was a promising-looking storage closet, though. Maybe he’d find a bowl in there. He pulled open the door and saw…
“Robin?”
“Yes?” Tim said. Only his face was visible. The rest of his body was covered by the cape.
“What are you doing in the closet?” Snapper asked.
Tim’s mouth quirked slightly. “Brooding.”
“Brooding?”
“Yes,” Tim said. “It’s a Bat thing.”
Snapper knew better than to question Bat things. “Um, okay. If you say so. Hey,” he snapped his fingers. “You seen Bart anywhere? I could have sworn I heard him.”
“Bart?” Tim said. “I think he’s in Manchester today.”
“Huh. We’re watching a movie. Wanna join us?”
“Sorry,” Tim said. “I need to brood. It’s important.”
“Right,” Snapper said. He snapped his fingers again. “I’ll let you get back to that.”
“Thank you,” Tim said.
“Do you know where any bowls for popcorn are?” Snapper asked.
“Kitchen. Third cabinet from the top in the blue-coded cabinets.”
“You color coded the cabinets?”
Robin nodded. “And reorganized them. Enjoy your movie!”
Snapper closed the closet door and found the bowls exactly where Tim had said they were. He brought the popcorn out to the rec room.
“Thanks, Snapper!” Kon said.
“Come on,” Ray said. “Why can’t we watch Horrifying Monsters of Madness?”
“You’re the only one who likes horror films,” Cassie said. “But all of us like Exploding Explosions!”
“Wouldn’t be the same without Bart and Tim here,” Kon said.
“Hey,” Greta said, “Where are Tim and Bart? And Anita and Cissie and Slobo?”
“Tim’s here,” Snapper said. “I just saw him a minute ago. He was brooding in a closet.”
Everyone stared at him.
“Brooding…in a closet?” Cassie said.
“Yeah,” Snapper said, grabbing Exploding Explosions and sticking it into the DVD player, “It was weird, but I’ve seen Batman do the same thing.”
“That is not healthy,” Kon said.
“Funny thing was, I’d thought I’d heard Superman. Guess they sound sort of similar when Batman’s not trying to be intimidating.”
“What?” Greta said.
“Never mind,” Snapper said. “Start it up, Ray.”
Bart poked his head out from under Tim’s cape. “Think he’s totally gone?” he asked.
Tim nodded. “I told you the cape and mask was a good idea.”
“I still say you have strange kinks, Tim,” Bart said.
“I’m not the one who decided to give me a blow job while I was talking to Snapper.”
Bart grinned. “You liked it.”
Tim ruffled Bart’s hair. “Come on,” he said. “It’s only a matter of time before they decide that it isn’t healthy for me to stand in a closet all day and pull me out. Finish what you started.”
