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IN THIS POST ME AND FISH WILL POST FANARTS AND PLAY USING THAT FANART AS PROMPT.

WE'RE TOTALLY NOT COPYING CAPS, BECAUSE CAPS IS A LOSER. AND WE'RE TOO COOL FOR COPYING FROM LOSERS.

DUH.

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Those are some priorities there, Mr. Best Friend. [ a small frown ] When is this going to start anyway?

[Tim checks his very expensive watch.]

It's eight o'clock now. Everyone is going to be fashionably late, but the guests should start trickling in soon enough.

Why did you think it was a good idea to bring me here, anyway?

It's been a long week and I didn't want to go through this without reinforcements. [He gives Kon a sheepish smile to make sure he doesn't get mad.]

If by reinforcement you mean a tall dude scared of even breathing next to you, I guess I'm doing a great job then.

So far.

Just don't say anything stupid and you'll do fine.

I better not talk at all, then. If somebody asks I'm a portable statue you like to bring along at parties, okay?

[Tim doesn't make any effort to introduce Conner during his conversation. He'll wait to do that until Kon's not freaking out behind him. Their conversation is short and boring -- full of business speculation and fake smiles. Thankfully it ends when the man sees that Bruce is now free and scampers off with a smile.]

[Tim's smile drops as soon as the man is out of sight.] Ugh, I hate these things. I don't know how Bruce finds the motivation to organize them so often.

I don't know, Timothy. Sucks to be you, Timothy.

Shut up, Conner. [His lip quirks in an attempt to hold back a smile.]

There should be something in these drinks that makes them talk that way, we should investigate, chum.

Trust me, they're just as boring when they're not drinking expensive champagne.

You live in a dark, dark world, Drake.

I should introduce you to the cows, I think you'd like them.

For once, I'm jealous of the company you keep.

Did I ever tell you about Clelia, she's this super-creepy--

Dude what are those chicks staring at.

[Tim watches them out of the corner of his eye. He has a hunch about why they're laughing at them, but... He narrows his eyes.]

Just ignore them.

Uuh... kinda hard to do that. They're getting reinforcements.

Why don't you just eavesdrop if you're so curious? [Eyebrow raise. He doesn't see what's so concerning about this.]

Oh yeah I can do that.

Dude. Duuuude.

Something interesting? [Despite chatting with the old woman, Tim had noticed Conner's face go red.]

Th-they-- [ he takes a second to continue that sentence, mostly because he is trying to not say it at all. ] They think we are... together!

Yes, and? [Tim's face is completely blank except for the one quirked eyebrow.]

No, no. I mean... Together, together. You know!

Dude, do something!

What do you want me to do? Go over there and insist on your heterosexuality?

Don't say that out loud!!

I thought you'd care if your reputation -- and mine -- was at risk!