Grave Guinea Pig B-2, Sunday evening

[laidanegg]

If there was one thing Dick hadn't been doing much of since he'd gotten to Fandom, it was talking to Bruce. He'd e-mailed Alfred a bunch of times already, but aside from those uncomfortable few days when he had to go rescue Bruce from the Penguin (which hadn't really led to much talking about Fandom) and a phone call during the volcano apocalypse,

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[ella_obeys]

A girl with a secret of her own, which sounds much more dramatic than it actually is, decided to find the guy she was kinda seeing. She rapped lightly on the wall around Dick's alcove. "Hi! Interesting cabin names this time."

[laidanegg]

"Hey," Dick said. "I think they got carried away with the adjectives, but it works."

[ella_obeys]

"I'm an adorable panda," Ella said, making a face. "I'm glad Anemone at the library showed me what a panda was, or I'd be quite at sea about the name." She eyed Dick. "So are you feeling particularly grave? Or as grave as a rodent can be."

[laidanegg]

Considering he had just talked to Bruce, 'grave' could kind of work. Bruce had a tendency to inspire that.

"Not particularly," Dick lied. "I might be feeling more grave if I were being used in experiments, but fortunately that's not the case."