@poweredpunches.bsky.social “Aunt Kara?” Jon knocked on her door. “Its Jon. Came with pizza!” Please answer the door. There hasn’t been any danger he needed to address yet. He really wanted to hang out with his Aunt.

" I still believe that robots will all become friends one day and never fight each other again" An independent portrayal of Astro Boy/ATOM. No association with Tezuka Productions.

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Jon grabbed Damian’s hand. Not in anyway but a way to let him know that he was there, he wasn’t alone. As long as Jon was around he wouldn’t be. He didn’t say anything. He wasn’t sure what to say. He didn’t approve of how Damian lived on his world, of all the things he had done. Of all the

“Still 18.” He brought Damian to the nearest bench. “I have a lot of questions.” Goodness, if Damian’s Batman that means something happened to Bruce. He needs to know everything. “Are you able to tell me anything at all?”

“Are you sure?” He’s just going to keep disregarding the sly comments. Jon got up and sat next to him. “If theres something going on, Dami.. you can tell me.” Oops. Dami was reserved for his Damian. “Damian. I mean. No one is going to push you away here, you can talk to me. Whats going —

“Hm?” Jon turned around. “Damian?” He got out of his seat, “What happened?” He reached to touch his friends arms. “Damian, how did you—? How old are you?”

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“To be honest, I could have.” He got up and sat beside Damian. “But I know something is going on here. I know you’re running from something. I’m trying to help you, Damian.” He sighed. “If you don’t want to talk, I can walk you out. But its been more than a few hours now and this game —

“I’m not sure either.” He shook his head, then gestured to the water and vegan fruit snacks he left on the nightstand for him. He had those for when his Damian would come over. “But you… can stay here as long as you have to. Or want to. Just please promise me you won’t try fighting me —

“You’re in my bedroom. On my farm. Where my family lives. So I advise you to really consider your next move, Damian.” Jon stayed seated, looking across the bedroom. “If you’re unhappy here, I can get you back to your home world. But I can’t have you here if all you plan on doing is —

Jon charged about fifty volts into his hand and grabbed Damian’s, locking their fingers and holding tightly. He held it for a only a few seconds, but just enough to knock him out. “Look what you made me do, Damian.” He sighed, picking him up and throwing him over his shoulder. Darting up —

Jon used restraint as well, simply just grabbing the guns and crushing them. Luckily for the crooks, they were smart enough to stand down after Superman and Mary Marvel embarrassed them. “Good.” Jon let the dust fall from his hands, then turned to Mary and walked beside her. “Not bad.” He —

Jon frowned and ate the punch, but then shot his arm out toward Damian’s ribcage. He didn’t take pleasure in doing it, but if he wanted this to end he’d have to put Damian out of commission. While doing that, he couldn’t help but wonder what he did wrong. He didn’t end up on Damian’s earth —

Jon stayed quiet and let Damian approach him, then tossed him aside as he got close. “I’m giving you the opportunity to think, Damian. Whatever your goal is— to kill me, to harm me. It won’t work.” He stood tall. This was hurting him. The sight of Damian on the floor was hurting him. —

“I didn’t ask to be there, eith—“ But before he could finish Jon was socked across his face and for the first time in a really, really long time, Jon bled. “Damian—“ He stood up from the ground. “I promise, you don’t want to do this.” He frowned and put up his hands to create some —

“You don’t need to be here, Damian.” He stepped closer. He certainly wasn’t scared of the others fists. He had gone up against bigger and far more dangerous people. But it did sting that he did have to speak to Damian like this. Even though he was from somewhere else, he still looked like —

“Did you only come here to criticize? If thats the case you can take whatever interdimensional portal you came through and go right back through it.” Jon snapped back. He took pride in what the heroes of his world have done. Comments like Damian’s could be taken… or shoved somewhere else.

Duck.

“Lets keep those types of comments to ourselves, Damian.” He huffed. “Now what did you need? The geography of mine and your world are the same.”

“Here. Sorry.” Jon flew down beside him. “Are you okay?”

“Nothing he doesn’t know already.” He shrugged. “Just scary is all.” He stayed quiet for a couple of seconds. “I’m sorry to throw all of this at you, Dick.”

Jon zipped down from the sky into the scene of the crime. A bank robbery. Coincidentally, him and Mary had been in the same vicinity. Small crime compared to the rest of the threats they’ve both faced on their own, but he was still excited to work with her. Walking into the bank, Jon walked —

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“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this.”

I’ll wear his other one! We can be a team! The Nightwings.

Drops the pie he just made. “My life is a joke.”

Lets not test this theory.

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Stepping inside, Jon walked over to the coffee machine and popped two k-cups of hot chocolate in. He didn’t like coffee, it was too bitter. But everyone liked hot chocolate. “I see. Well, you’re going to be displaced for a bit till we find a way to get you back home. There are some people I —

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Weren’t you a cop, too?

“I want to. But you know how he gets sometimes with his pride and all.” He spoke quietly. “I’m not doubting anyones capabilities and I trust him completely. But its not him I’m worried about.” He speaks as if he hasn’t seem Damian accomplish damn near super human feats before. But the —

Did you really?

“…I know it wouldn’t. But I’m not always going to be there.” He stopped and looked down. He knew how capable Damian was. Damian was the strongest (and most dangerous) person he knew. But at the end of the day, he still was human. The idea of being in a world without him scared the Hell out —

@bluedhaven.bsky.social “It barely missed his head, Dick!” Jon shouted, throwing his hands up in the air. “He could have died. What if it would have hit him? He would have died.” Jon threw himself on the couch. He was of course talking about the fact on last nights patrol Damian was —

“How do you think I feel?” He’ll address the existential crisis that comes with realizing he’s a comic book character later. As they treaded through the fields, the rain smacked on their faces. Thankfully the distance to the house wasn’t too far. “Jason, do you remember anything at all?”

You’re the best. I don’t care what they say about you.

Maybe I’ll throw a party at the fortress. Only a few people.

…He came to thwart a plan. Now he’s worried.

Sprays with water.