#Olivier is having Vietnam flashbacks

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Batman, sitting in a JL conference room, looking like he is about to throw up or spontaneously combust, (he got hit with some kinda spell in the battle and by God he can't wait till the debrief is done so he can go ask Rag-Man or Constantine to tell him what the fuck is wrong with him): Green Lantern, mediocre work once again, try to...hrnn...be better.

Superman, watching very concerned as Bruce is getting more and more pale but can't hear the trickle of bleeding or smell anything unusual with Bruce: B are you sure this can't wait till later? I am sure that we would be okay with-

Hal Jordan, snorting loudly: Spooky looks like he is about to shit himself Supes, I am pretty sure he finally realized he is just a guy in a costume!

Batman, giving his best bat galre: I have enough money to buy you. I can buy, oh god...I can buy a time...*labored breathing* time machine, use it to...to go back in time and fuck your mother so, shit...so I can be your father and leave you like you fucking deserve...

JL, jaws dropping as they had never seen Batman act like this: ...

Superman, standing up to help Bruce since he is clearly not doing well only can blink as he watches as the man starts to...shrink?: Oh no...

Bruce, batman regalia slowly growing looser, slipping off his head to reveal a much younger face: YOU ARE TEN POUNDS OF SHIT IN A ONE POUND BAG Y-YOU...You...where am I.

Oliver, sudden fear coursing through him: Oh god please not again, please don't be what I think it is...

Bruce "Brucie" Wanye, 15 years old, pure and utter jackass, rudest and most kind child, used to buy bars so he could get in for free and drink, that did so many random pills in the 90s: Who the fuck are you all? I don't think they had strippers that looked as fugly as you bitches...wait...did I get kidnapped? Oh god this is the worst, Alfie isn't going to let me live this down, kidnapped by guys dressed up as clowns...

Green Arrow, close to tears as his bully/best friend is brought back: Oh it's Brucie...fuck my life.

Flash, laughing his ass off: T-this..this is too good o-oh my god...

Brucie, looking down at himself: why am I dressed like a depressed Leather Daddy? (Looks up) Are we in space? (Pauses for a moment, looking mildly impressed) note to self, take my bathroom pills and go to space.

Oliver, picking up his phone while crying, reverting back to his old self: Mister A-Alfred? Um...Bruce ahh...he got reversed back to being like...15 and he is...yeah he is being mean again...you gotta make him stop...