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I dunno if it's a good idea to swear at your boss . . .

[ That seems like it'll end badly. ]

[hititwithacrowbar]

Luckily I'm on good terms with the guy, but yeah, probably not. I gotta remember to swear less around you...

[ If Clark came back, he so didn't want angry supes in his face over that.]

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[ Jon giggles. ]

Yeah, don't overdo it.

[hititwithacrowbar]

I gotta trick you social worker into thinking I'm as golden as Dick.

[ He teased a bit.]

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Miss Jones is super nice. She let me stay with my dad without making a big deal out of it.

[ Though Jon imagines the conversations they had were . . . special. ]

[hititwithacrowbar]

Yeah, but that's your dad, I'm... well, not exactly the most respectable adult. Dick, well he had his head on straight, but I'm sure Damian will list off reasons why I should be worried to you. Either way, I'm going to do my best to keep you boys together.

[ And now their being handed their shakes.]

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You're not that bad.

[ Jon takes his shake, giving it a long slurp. ]

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ He reaches down and ruffles Jons hair again before taking a sip of his own, and paying.]

You say that now, wait till I have to ground you for anything.

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You wouldn't.

[ Jon has a hard time picturing Jason doing that. Ever. ]

[hititwithacrowbar]

You don't know that, it could happen. Just hope it never does.

[ Yeah, he never would, depending on whatever trouble comes he'd probably reward him, like ice cream after breaking the foozball table.]

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[ He highly doubts but Jon nods dutifully. ]

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[hititwithacrowbar]

Come on, lets head home then?

[ He asks, heading to leave the store.]

sure <3

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Okay.

[ Jon bounds after Jason, trotting behind him. ]