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[birdthright.livejournal.com]

[ DINNER IN THE WAYNE FAMILY MANSION


PERHAPS SHENANIGANS ENSURE

DAMIAN IS IN URBAN CAMOUFLAGE MODE. A HOODIE IS PULLED OVER HIS HEAD AND HE'S CHOMPING DOWN ON SOME CHICKEN. ]

The food ....is improving.

Comments

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

Alfred's cooking is unbeatable, Damian. Don't be rude. [STERN LOOK]

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

It is acceptable. But I've had better.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? Where? [disbelieving eyebrow raise]

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

Mother would hire top chefs of many different countries to prepare my meals. She would also send jets to import the highest-grade ingredients privately.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

Don't you think that's a little much? [what the fuck is wrong with this kid]

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

Tt. Only the best for a real son.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[try dodging that half a steak thrown at your face while you're drinking]

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

Lost your appetite, Drake?

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[pfft like he's never dodged forks before]

[all of his knives are heading towards Damian now]

Got a little squeamish all of a sudden. Must have been your face.

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

Have you devolved to the level of petty insults? Honestly, I'm disappointed.

Besides ... Have you looked into a mirror lately?

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

What happened to "devolving to petty insults?"

[finally resorts to just emptying his glass of grape zesti at him]

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

DRAKE!

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[catches him by the wrists when he lands on him]

Damian, you ruined dinner.

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

Dinner was ruined the moment you decided to enter the kitchen.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[groans and flips them over, not caring if Damian's head hits against the floor]

You're the one who decided to trash Alfred's cooking. And then insult the one person who won't take your crap.

1/2

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

I ... was not speaking ill of Pennyworth's cooking.

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

Did I hit a nerve, Drake? Unfortunately, I'm not in charge of coddling bruised egos.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[his eyes narrow at the first thing Damian says, but he disregards it in favor of tightening his hold on his wrists.]

You know, if you weren't such an insensitive brat, you would actually have some friends.

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

I do have a friend.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[EXCUSE YOU CONNER IS THE BEST OF FRIENDS]

I'm shocked. [and now he's feeling kind of bad for verbally abusing a little kid. he releases damian and gets up off of him.]

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

Shows how much you know. Tt.

FORGOT MY ICON...

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[ugh he's probably going to regret this but-- he reaches out to grab Damian's shoulder as he walks away]

Look. I'm sorry, I should know better by now not to provoke you...

i also hate not having an edit option

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

[ WRIST SLAP ] Oh, you're sorry? Is this where we put our differences aside and become best friends? Yeah, not going to happen.

[ LOL DON'T BOTHER ]

me too bro

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[UGH. scowling now] No, but it would be nice to avoid knife fights at the dinner table. I mean, unless you enjoy being lectured by Dick.

[birdthright.livejournal.com]

He doesn't scare me.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

That's not the point.