You were Poison Ivy’s annoying child. Bart hated fighting you. It wasn’t fair! How could plants just appear? That literally went against science! At least that’s what he remembers. Who cares?

You said something dumb about your morals being right, or whatever, he wasn’t listening. “Have it your way then.” He huffed, waving his hands in annoyance. He felt like you were trying to prove that you were a good guy.

Bart then lets out a childish groan as you wrap vines around him, restricting his motion and making his limbs sit awkwardly.

“Oh no. Drat.” He said, his voice monotone. “You’ve caught me.” Good guys don’t trap other good guys! No way you were trying to be a hero.