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    “Oh,” Robin murmured. “A baby.”

    Tim bared his teeth more aggressively, posturing as well as any starving ten-year-old vampire fledgling could.

    He wasn’t a baby! Okay... maybe a little by vampire standards. But not by werewolf standards! Which was what Robin was, so Tim wasn’t a baby!

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    Dick finds a starving Tim in an alleyway. Somehow, this becomes everyone's problem.

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    Frowning, Bruce feels Tim’s forehead and cheek with the back of his hand. “You’re feverish.”

    “I think I’m allergic to Alfred’s new detergent,” Tim says, scratching, scratching, scratching.

    Unconvinced, Bruce takes Tim’s hand away from where he’s tearing at his neck and pushes up the sleeve. Tiny pink dots freckle across Tim’s skin. “You have chickenpox.”

    He might as well have just told Tim he had testicular cancer with the way his face blanches in horror. “You’re kidding me."

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    How do you thank an undead bird assassin for saving your life?

    You give him an Oreo, of course!

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    BabyStalker!Tim Drake gives Talon!Dick a cookie. The Talon follows him home. Then Timmy's adopted. Then he’s adopted again. And again.

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    28 Jun 2026

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    "Alright, asshole," says Jason and plunks a folder down directly on the keyboard of Tim's laptop. "I'm calling in that IOU."

    Tim doesn't startle, not visibly. But all at once there's a batarang in his hand, the blade gleaming sharp. It takes him a second to register who the intruder actually is before he gives Jason a lingering, suspicious sidelong glance and tucks it away again.

    "What IOU?" says Tim. "And how'd you get in here?"

    He looks like shit, frankly. There are dark smudges under his eyes, and he's lost weight since Jason's seen him last. From the coffee cups scattered around the desk, it's probably even odds that he's on at least 24 hours without sleep.

    "I work in mysterious ways," declares Jason. "By which I mean your window's open. You get kind of careless when you haven't slept, Timbo."

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    "I don't know why we're wasting our time with him," says Dick. "Just tell him he's not good enough already."

    It's a hallucination, like all the rest. Objectively, Tim understands that.

    But he feels the words like an icepick in his chest all the same, and a part of him knows. This version of Dick might not be real, these words might not be real, but what he's saying is true anyway.

    "Are you fucking listening to me?" says the man in the red helmet. "The big bad bat's not coming to save you." There's a crash, and when Tim turns toward it, his desk's been overturned. His laptop is lying on the floor in a tangle of cords. If any of this were actually happening, Tim might be afraid that it was broken.

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