Safe House

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Damian's POV

I followed Todd into his safe house. When we got inside, he pulled off his helmet, turning on some lights so we could see better. It's fairly simple. Weapons line the walls with a couch and TV in the living room. Besides the deadly weapons, it looked normal. Todd doesn't say anything as he walks into the kitchen. He pulled off his jacket and went to his room. When he came back out, he asked me a question.

     "You hungry?" I nodded, setting my bag on the couch. He opened the fridge. "There isn't much but, well I guess you can have anything that's in there." He said, stepping back so I could see what was in the fridge.

     "The pizza is fine. Don't bother heating it up." I mumbled. He raised an eyebrow, looking at me skeptically before pulling out the pizza and giving me a piece. I sat on the couch and ate it slowly.

     "You ok? You're acting less like Damian Wayne and more like...well..more like an upset Dick Grayson." Todd said, sitting down next to me, also eating a piece of pizza.

     "What makes you think that?" I ask, looking over at him.

     "Well, you haven't insulted me yet." Todd replied, finishing off his pizza. I groaned, leaning my head back against the back of the couch. Todd hit me in the face with a pillow and I shot upright. I glared at him, eating the last bite of my pizza before grabbing a pillow and hitting him with it. We had a pillow fight until the phone rang. Jason got up off of the floor, pushing me off of him lightly and grabbing the phone, answering it. "Bruce, what do you want?" Todd deadpanned. "If Damian doesn't want to talk to you, I'm not gonna make him." Todd growled, looking to me for an answer. I shook my head. "He doesn't wanna talk." Todd said, hanging up.

     "Why did you do that?" I asked.

     "Do what?" Todd asked me, playing the "I have no idea what you're talking about" card.

     "Help me, be nice to me, why are you doing this!?" I snapped. Todd didn't even flinch.

     "Because I know what it's like to be left out. No one deserves that." Todd said, walking to his room. I just stood there gaping.

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Sorry this wasn't as good

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