Preview for Chapter 2 of Tale Spin.
“Well, isn’t this a fine fucking kettle of fish?”
The rain pelted down, tiny, stinging darts shattering against concrete and glass alike, stopped by neither cloth nor skin.
Some days Jay found himself debating which he loathed the most: wet, damp chills that spread through your body like a very virus and could kill you far quicker than the average one would…or dry, sweltering, arid heat that scraped your throat and closed your lungs and left you dizzy and faint before you realized what was happening.
And some days, the tiny ghosts of dust devils dancing on his tongue and the tick of a timer in his ear, Jay was convinced it was the latter.
This was not one of those days.
“I fucking hate the cold.”
“Then I do not see how you arrived at the conclusion that returning to Gotham was a wise idea,” Damian said with a sniff.
Jay narrowed his eyes at the child. “And I do not see how you arrived at the conclusion that anybody fucking asked.” It wasn’t lost on Jay that the child had posed the question from the opposite end of the narrow gable rooftop, stance ready and Richard poised between the two as a buffer. He snorted. “Least of all me, short stack.”
Dick ignored the exchange, his attention firmly fixed upon Jay’s abs instead. Or, to be more exact, the spray of shrapnel currently embedded in Jay’s abs.
For those of you coming directly from the website, here are the links to the Discord server, my coauthor’s Ao3 profile, my own Ao3 profile, and our first released joint project:
- Sapphire’s Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/A_Fandom_Related_Name/pseuds/A_Fandom_Related_Name
- AJ’s Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/AhsokaJackson/pseuds/AhsokaJackson
- SAU Batfam Server: https://discord.gg/W3K28yPVU8
- Our Short Story, “When It Pours”: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39332946
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