Phaine of Catz

“Give…Me…Back…MY…SWORD!” Robin says between yanking at the weapon. He has the hilt in both hands as he pushes against the wall with his feet in a comical attempt to dislodge the weapon that, to all appearances, is just stuck to the wall by nothing.

“So like, I don’t want your sword, you can totally have it back, just like, don’t point it at my face please?”

“I will use my weapons how I see fit! And you are a suspect in an ongoing investigation!” Hood should probably be putting a stop to this, but it’s just too funny watching Robin eat crow and he can’t stop laughing. Orphan seems more concerned than amused, but can’t decide who to back in this stalemate between children.

“I’m not asking you to promise not to use the sword on me, like, you may have to cause like…anyway, just like, promise not to point it directly at my face?”

“FINE, I will not point it directly at your face.”

“Okay, like, stop pulling so hard a sec, I don’t want to drop you.” As Robin begrudgingly puts his feet back on the ground color returns to the weapon and it comes loose as easily as if it’d never been stuck.

Hood manages to stop laughing long enough to ask, “Alright ‘Phaine’, what even is that, you have some sort of shadow powers?”

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