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[Jason steps through to move into the kitchen. He pulls out two beers from the back— why and where is a teenager getting beer, nobody knows— and pops the tops. He holds one out to Bruce.

Is this everything you imagined in parenting a rogue element, Bruce?] Good. I never got to do that before.

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( a raise of a brow at the beers being shown, he gently takes the one in hand while eyeing jason with the other. hm. )

Pretty sure you're not old enough to legally drink that.

( he needs to be a parent, ok. )

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[Jason takes a swig of his beer and shrugs.]

You're not supposed to be able to walk out with whatever you want without paying either.

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( why are his kids... )

Is just a tree all you want then?

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Could we do more? Garland? Ornaments? [Jason takes another swig of his beer.]

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Whatever you want.

( he glances down as he says that. )

Can't say I've done much decorating myself.

( that was all alfred or the help. )

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Let me guess, you had a company come in to decorate the main floor. [Eye roll of the century before Jason polishes off his beer. Didn't he just open that? He sure did.]

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The holidays never felt the same after my parents died.

( he looks down as he says that, not often talking about them with... anyone, really. )

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[Oh. Jason looks down as well. Taking a moment before nodding.]

Well, we can change that. Make it something we do.

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( at that, he gives a faint smile, looking up to jason there. )

Not expecting me to cook, are you?

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Oh hell no.

[Jason smiles ever so slightly.]

That we can ask for help.

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Or see what the bots might come up with in stocking things.

( that's... probably their best bet, really. )

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Yeah, we can let the robots cook. [But Jason's grinning over at Bruce.]

Trust me. I know the holidays suck. We can make it different.

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How so?

( that is, if jason has a particular idea in mind. )

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Don't make it silver and black like it always is. [Well, how it is back in Jason's Gotham.] We could bring some color to it.

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( at that, he raises a brow, gently amused. )

How much colour?

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The usual? Red? Green? Gold? How many am I allowed to pick?

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Depends.

( he squints in thought for a moment at all that... colour. )

Am I allowed to have something in black?

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[Jason grins over at Bruce.] Sure. Whatever you want. I mean, it's not my Christmas, it's our Christmas.

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( well. fair enough. smile faint, he nods then licks over his lips. )

I'm sure we'll figure it out the closer it gets.

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Well, what're you doing for Thanksgiving? [Jason is already spending Halloween with Chrissy, but the other holiday is open.]

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( a glance around, he shrugs with his good shoulder. )

Nothing. I didn't do anything last year here either.

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Yeah, but I wasn't here last year. [Jason shrugs.]

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You want to do something for it?

( that's what he's gathering from jason asking and all. )

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Hell yeah. [Well, usually Thanksgiving is about family and Jason hates the belfry, it'll just be the two of them. Which is fine with him.]

We could do what I did in Gotham. Grab some Chinese take out and watch a game in a bar.

[Nevermind that Jason is clearly a teenager.]