[Western Crossover] The Wayne Heir Quits

If one day you discovered that the world was an upside-down, revolving mirror, that all your resistance and silence were pointless, and that your volatile boss had directly used an anti-monitor missile to blow up a universe and take everyone down with him, what would you do?

Tim, who narrowly survived after Owlman’s helicopter hit him, and could only take shelter under Nightwing, says:

Thanks for asking. This fucked-up world might as well be destroyed.

At three in the morning, he has to get up to launder money for the Crime Syndicate,

put up with the stupid idea of enduring five hours of Talon duty,

and hold his nose while cleaning up the bodies Damian chopped up, then write a report.

He spends the whole day running around with his feet barely touching the ground. Finally, he gets back to the office, and before he’s even warmed his chair, he hears his boss going crazy and wanting to blow up the universe.

Tim, the World’s Biggest Sucker, Drake: Whatever. I’m checking out.

After the world ends, he wakes up with his head covered in bandages and splints on his broken bones, sleeping comfortably on Bruce’s lap and enjoying a lap pillow. The pampered Talon Grayson is worriedly prying open his eyelids, while Damian and Jason are sitting together without trying to kill each other.

...Wait, is this hell?

Tim feels suffocated. The feeling peaks when he sees the pending files pop up on his phone. He closes the parallel-universe search window and opens the anti-monitor missile blueprints instead.

There’s no reason for a world where you still have to work after death to exist, he thinks calmly.

Pairing undecided, probably selfcest or a brotherly partnership.

Theme: Love and family heal.