Victor Stone

[CRIMINAL OFFENSIVE side eyes in return.]

[Sighs to the heavens.] Oh, thank Dick.

Not even if I sic your brother on you?

YO, AT LEAST HESITATE A 𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘛𝘓𝘌.

Stop bringing me into YOUR messes.

The Bats out here playin’ zombie games, didn’t know he was cool like that.

He’s supposed to be lip-syncing.

[Standing in the corner, filming Beast Boy filming himself and slowly… shaking his head.]

Aw, c’mon, Dick. No shame in being all gelled up like that. [Shoots him a wink.]

Now, he doesn’t even gel his hair up in spikes anymore. He’s all grown up, our Dick.

… [And what’s on the fourth day.]

[Giving him a firm pat on the shoulder.]

Hurt Jason, you’ll have a bunch of Bats and Titans on your ass.

When’s the last time you ever seen a snot wiping up snot—

YOOOOOO?

[Smoke billows out of his ears, short-circuiting.]

[Grunts.] Red X came by ‘to check in’. No alarms, no nothing.

Dark Souls 3 styled text saying 'WHT THE HELL HAPPENED'

WHT THE HELL HAPPENED

[Increases speaker volume to drown out the sounds.]

?

Clearly, it’s for Beast Boy.

[A long… sigh as he runs a hand down his face.]

Note to self: Recalibrate Tower security on Monday.

This weekend, I’m out. [Grumbles.] One headache at a time.

CAN PEOPLE JUST STOP MESSIN’ WITH MY SYSTEM?

I RESENT THIS STATEMENT.

[Shoots a look at the camera.] I think we better do a change-up on the sched this week.

Unless we all wanna suffocate. [He says, heedless to the one actually suffocating in the vents.]

Crap. Time to vacate the Tower.

[Louder sniffing and almost turns green, himself.] WHAT THE— WHO STANK UP THE TOWER?!

[Sniffs.]

[And this is how they let the day pass. Fan blowing directly in front of Cyborg to cool down the sweat. Sitting beside Kori as they watch another horror Didney remake where Pooh turns killer.]