Tim and Steph eyed the last cookie. Then they eyed each other. Steph bit her lip and leaned forward in her chair a little, but before she had even made a move Tim's hand had snaked forward and snatched the cookie off the plate.
Steph growled and tried to reach across the table and grab Tim; he leaned back on his chair though, keeping out of her reach.
"Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne you hand over that cookie right this second or I will call Babs and make sure that video is online before you can even blink," Steph threatened.
Tim froze. She didn't even need to say what video, even months after they'd first discovered what Barbara had done, it was still a viable threat in the house.
"You wouldn't." Tim challenged.
Steph smiled sweetly, "Oh but I would."
"You would what?" Damian asked as he walked into the kitchen. He eyed the scene and rolled his eyes in disgust.
"Make sure the world gets to see the lovely little video Babs made," Steph explained without taking her eyes off Tim.
"What video... Oh." Damian paused then shrugged, "I posted that weeks ago after Dick hid my throwing knives."
Damian picked up an apple and walked out of the room, munching away thoughtfully.
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Date: 2010-03-25 11:55 am (UTC)Steph growled and tried to reach across the table and grab Tim; he leaned back on his chair though, keeping out of her reach.
"Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne you hand over that cookie right this second or I will call Babs and make sure that video is online before you can even blink," Steph threatened.
Tim froze. She didn't even need to say what video, even months after they'd first discovered what Barbara had done, it was still a viable threat in the house.
"You wouldn't." Tim challenged.
Steph smiled sweetly, "Oh but I would."
"You would what?" Damian asked as he walked into the kitchen. He eyed the scene and rolled his eyes in disgust.
"Make sure the world gets to see the lovely little video Babs made," Steph explained without taking her eyes off Tim.
"What video... Oh." Damian paused then shrugged, "I posted that weeks ago after Dick hid my throwing knives."
Damian picked up an apple and walked out of the room, munching away thoughtfully.
Tim fell off his chair.
Steph stole the cookie.