Date: 2009-12-07 03:54 am (UTC)
"Do I get my own fishnets?"

That started me giggling.

"No need," Tim said, and something in his tone made Kon brace himself. "You can repurpose the one in the vent three feet to your left."

What. The. Fuck.

Kon's chair crashed to the floor as he shot up and out of it. "It only has about a week of battery life left," Tim was saying through the handset on the floor. Kon grabbed the vent cover and the screws holding it spun out. Sure enough, there was a small black camera behind it.

"The fuck, dude!" He muttered.

"You'll need at least one more," Tim's tinny voice informed him through the phone. "The one in the swallow's nest above the front door would be a good choice. It’s redundant."


I may never stop laughing. Ah, the perils of befriending a bat, Kon. They have this voyeur fetish thing.

I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH. And you get Kon really, really well.

I had fallen in love with Tim/Jason thanks to your Kings among Runaways verse (You're writing more of that, aren't you??) but I think I'l have gone back to Tim/Kon once I'm done reading this.

Hee, I have the perfect icon for this!

Kon swooped down and grabbed the phone. He shouted a few choice words into it and threw it at the wall.
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