cloned | The big meet-up of doom!

Kon glared at them. "I hate you both," he said.

Tim laughed and reached out to ruffle Kon's hair. "No, you don't."

Bernard grinned and walked over to where Kon stood, wrapping his arms around his waist and pressing a quick kiss against his lips. "You could never hate me," he said, smirking. "I'm always adorable, remember?"

He made his way over to the couch and flung himself down on one end, gesturing for Kon and Tim to sit too.

Kon grinned at Bernard. "Yeah, okay, you're too sexy for me to hate," he said. He threw an arm over Tim. "You neither, Tim. But watch it. You aren't as sexy as Bernard. Don't know how Cissie puts up with you."

He followed Bernard to the couch and sat down next to him. "So, what now?" he asked.

Tim grinned. "Because for some reason, she still loves me, even though I am freakish and short, and I am totally as sexy as Bernard--if not more so. Just ask Cissie."

He shrugged, dropping to the couch on the other side of Bernard. "Whatever. I'm perfectly fine with just hanging out, so."

Bernard snickered, shaking his head. "I will not get into the 'who's sexier?' fight with you two," he informed them.

He grabbed Kon's arm and pulled it around himself, leaning back against his side so he could watch Tim and still be touching Kon. "I dunno," he said, taking a drink from his Zesti. "You two need to get to know each other, so... go!"

"Look, I'll give you that you might be luckier than Bernard because Cissie is way hotter than me," Kon said, "But you? Sexier than Bernard? Dream on."

"Right, getting to know you," Kon added, glancing at Tim. "Man, there's so much to ask...where to start?"

Tim sat back a little on the couch and grinned. He could make this easier for Kon, but... Heh.

"Ask away. I promise I'll stop you if you ask anything too embarrassing."

Bernard smirked, stroking Kon's thigh a little as he leaned back, letting them duke it out.

Kon thought nasty thoughts towards Tim and smiled sweetly at him. "Well, Bernard tells me you're pretty interested in Robin. If you had any questions about him, I could answer 'em."

Oh, you absolute bastard, Tim thought to Kon, keeping his smile pasted onto his face. "My interest was in the first two--the ones who were Robin when I was a kid," he replied. "The current one seems kind of... I don't know." He shrugged. "Just not as interesting."

Bernard idly watched as Tim and Kon talked, playing with the seam of Kon's tights.

"He isn't," Kon agreed, still smiling cordially. "He's very boring. No fun at all. Sure, he can hold his own in a fight, but in a conversation? Totally lame." He put an arm over Bernard. "Don't get me wrong, the guy's one of my best friends, but he's a total freak."

"Thought so," Tim replied with a nod. "Oh, well. Good thing he's got friends like you, then, huh? What have you been doing since you got back?"

Bernard glanced from Tim to Kon and back again, arching an eyebrow. "Boys," he warned. "You two have to at least pretend to be friends to impress me."

"We're friends!" Kon said. "I mean, I've only known him for like an hour, but he seems plenty cool." He turned back to Tim. "I've mostly been chilling in Hawaii. Catching up with old friends, et cetera. You know how it is."

"Having never been almost dead..." Tim said, smirking a little. "No--I do understand, kind of. I went on a trip with Bruce for a year. When I got back there was a lot of catching up and stuff to do." He tossed a quick grin at Bernard. "And he's right--we're definitely friends."

Bernard shook his head, nudging Kon in the ribs. "You'd better be," he warned.

Kon put up his hands. "Seriously! Next to Bart, he's already my best friend!" he said. "Tim, you seem like a great guy."

Tim grinned, barely holding in laughter as he regarded Kon. "It's mutual, I'm sure."

Bernard glared, crossing his arms. "For some reason, I feel like I'm being played..." he admitted suspiciously.

Kon looked at him and smiled. "What do you mean?" he asked.

Tim gave him an amused smile. "You have a very suspicious nature, Bernard. In what way could we possibly be playing you--we've only just met."

Bernard shrugged, adjusting Kon's arm around his shoulders. "I have no idea," he said. "But I still think you two know something you're not telling me."

"What could that possibly be?" Kon asked. "That Tim's Wonder Girl?"

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