DCU Fanfic: Not So Therapeutic
Sep. 30th, 2009 04:58 pmTitle: Not So Therapeutic
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Dick, Jason
Pairing(s): implied Jason/Dick
Word Count: 244
Genre: general/humor
Rating: PG-13/T
Notes: Another
comment_fic prompt filled. Prompt: "Author's Choice, Author's Choice, "You made my therapist quit."." Jason is smug, and Dick is not happy. Alternate post-BftC? XD
Link: comment_fic
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Dick stared at Jason for a long, hard moment. “...you made my therapist quit,” he stated incredulously.
Jason relaxed on the therapist's couch, idly flipping through the papers on the clipboard the therapist had dropped when she had beat a hasty retreat. “Oh, you're here,” he said nonchalantly. “Did you say something?”
With a pointed glare, Dick snatched the clipboard from Jason's hands. “Bruce recommended this therapist, and I've been seeing her since Bludhaven, yet you made her quit within fifteen minutes of meeting her.”
“So?” Jason asked idly. “I mean, is it really my fault if she had nightmares about being buried alive, and I told her, in detail, how I dug out of my own grave?”
Dick groaned, burying his face in his hands. “You are unbelievable,” he grumbled.
“You know what else I told her after that?” Jason offered as he sat up with a grin.
Peeking between his fingers, Dick was worried when he saw the grin. “...what else did you say, Jason?” he asked, regretting it the minute it tumbled from his mouth.
“I told her about how big brother likes having me in his bed every night,” Jason sing-songed.
Dick just gave up on even thinking about talking the therapist about coming back to work. Knowing Jason, he went in graphic detail and made sure it sounded like real incest, not just two guys adopted by Bruce Wayne.
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Dick, Jason
Pairing(s): implied Jason/Dick
Word Count: 244
Genre: general/humor
Rating: PG-13/T
Notes: Another
Link: comment_fic
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Dick stared at Jason for a long, hard moment. “...you made my therapist quit,” he stated incredulously.
Jason relaxed on the therapist's couch, idly flipping through the papers on the clipboard the therapist had dropped when she had beat a hasty retreat. “Oh, you're here,” he said nonchalantly. “Did you say something?”
With a pointed glare, Dick snatched the clipboard from Jason's hands. “Bruce recommended this therapist, and I've been seeing her since Bludhaven, yet you made her quit within fifteen minutes of meeting her.”
“So?” Jason asked idly. “I mean, is it really my fault if she had nightmares about being buried alive, and I told her, in detail, how I dug out of my own grave?”
Dick groaned, burying his face in his hands. “You are unbelievable,” he grumbled.
“You know what else I told her after that?” Jason offered as he sat up with a grin.
Peeking between his fingers, Dick was worried when he saw the grin. “...what else did you say, Jason?” he asked, regretting it the minute it tumbled from his mouth.
“I told her about how big brother likes having me in his bed every night,” Jason sing-songed.
Dick just gave up on even thinking about talking the therapist about coming back to work. Knowing Jason, he went in graphic detail and made sure it sounded like real incest, not just two guys adopted by Bruce Wayne.
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Date: 2009-09-30 11:13 pm (UTC)Graphic detail is good :P But naughty Jason...
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