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[sonofab]

who: Damian Wayne (sonofab) and Jonathan Kent (supersweet)
what: War kite training and finding some memories.
when: Random weekend in March.
where: SuperBat farm house.
warnings: None foreseen but will add if anything comes up.


[ A War kite wasn’t too far off from a Bat-Dragon. In fact, Annie was even bigger than Goliath had been when he was a baby. So giving her the proper training shouldn’t be too different.

Even Goliath learned to fly by this age. You can’t let fear hold you back, now come on, try again.

[ Annie does try and starts to flap her wings. Good start, Damian nods in approval and she flaps harder. Excellent, she’s even getting some air. He balls his fist as he watches her, a grin tugs at his lip. ] Jon! She’s doing it!

[ He turns to yell for his friend, not noticing Annie was, well, losing air and fast, oh, and she was drifting closer to him. By the time Damian turns around again, she’s coming in for a landing... on top of him. ]

Hey--Hng! [ He grunts as the War Kite pins him down. ] Alright, let's take a break from flying lessons. [ Annie seems to agree as she gives the teen a messy lick .]

...Stupid War Kite.

Comments

[supersweet]

Thanks, Damian.

[sonofab]

It's what partners do. [ He's the best partner, he knows. ]

Anything else? Any news on your Grandfather?

[supersweet]

[ Jon shakes his head. ]

No. I think dad's looking into it.

[sonofab]

Excellent. No news is good news. [ The less trouble with crazy Grandfathers the better. Still, this was kind of a relief, not at all as bad as he expected. Meeting mother was never pleasant of course and he's sorry Jon had to go through that but no one died or was injured.

Also, Drake is alive which released a huge knot of guilt he'd been holding for months. He looks down at the canister in his hand. Then at Jon, who wasn't angry or repulsed. Still his friend. His bestfriend, which he no longer felt odd about admitting to himself. ]

This turned out better than I thought. [ He raises his fist for a bump.

He knows you've been wanting one Jon... and you've earned it buddy. ]

[supersweet]

[ Yesss. Jon proudly fistbumps. ]

That's because we're killing it.

. . . Not literally though.

[sonofab]

[ Ugh, that was a terrible joke Jon and this coming from Damian who was by no means an expert on joking.

Damian lets out a sigh before suddenly yanking Jon into a headlock and nogging him. ]

No, no killing and this is your punishment for that terrible joke.

[ You are also likely the only person he'd ever do this too. SO LUCKY YOU! ]

[supersweet]

[ Jon flails. ]

Augh! Damian, get off!

[sonofab]

[ He knows Jon could easily get out if he wanted to... so nah. ]

Have you learned your lesson about terrible jokes?

[supersweet]

Like you can talk! You've never made a good joke ever.

[sonofab]

My humor is esoteric.

[ He is poking your cheek now. ]

[supersweet]

Is that fancy-talk for no one gets it?

[sonofab]

[ More or less. ]

Now has someone been studying the vocabulary cards I gave you to draw that conclusion or are you attempting sass?

[ He sense your sass Jon and smirks a bit before letting him go. ]

[supersweet]

I'm not studying those dumb cards.

[sonofab]

Your mother won a Pulitzer and your father is a journalist.

You should learn more words over two syllables long. [ Kids are so against learning. It truly baffled him. Knowledge was just such a powerful tool, why wouldn't you want to learn more? ]

[supersweet]

[ Jon is a decent student, but he's more mechanical/tech minded than his family. ]

Knowing bigger words doesn't make you smart,

[sonofab]

Never said it did and I don't you aren't smart. You can just do so much more and are just wasting your potent--

[ Damian suddenly stops when a cold feeling spikes through him. Making his heart skip a beat.

"Manipulating your potential."
"Letting your gifts Atrophy."

He hears it in his mother's voice making him close his eyes, then shake his head. ]

Nevermind.

[supersweet]

[ Jon squints at Damian. That was too easy. ]

You never give up that quickly.

[sonofab]

[ It was times like this Damian really felt the age gap. No, not the 3 years. Damian was 13 going on 80 so it sometimes felt like decades ran between them. ]

Some battles just aren't worth having. I also realize my attempts to help you better yourself are starting to sound all too familiar.

[ He looks at the canister. ] Especially after recent revelations.

[supersweet]

[ . . . ]

You're not your mom, Damian. I know where you're coming from.