(Even more. I don’t know where I decided to do so much Jason T., but I did. Currently obsessed with brotherly love. And yes, this is based off an audio. Please don’t judge. Enjoy and take care! )

Jason and Dick had been arguing for a while. Everyone had noticed Dick doing everything Bruce wanted, being the perfect, one in a million Golden Boy. And Jason was sick of it.

He didn’t know what compelled him to do so, but after patrol, when Dick and Jason were the last ones in the cave, he confronted Dick. And it didn’t lead anywhere to where either of them would’ve liked it.

“-But when an emotionless, wind-up doll like YOU starts being sympathetic, I’m doomed.” Jason snapped angrily. In full, honest to God, he wasn’t really paying full attention to what he was saying.

“I’m not a doll…” Dick murmured back in a soft voice. Dick had hardly raised his voice this entire time.

“YOU ARE! You’d do anything you’re ordered to do, don’t you?! You’d kill yourself if Bruce told you to, wouldn’t you?!”