So can we have one about Alec Benjamin-If we have eachother with 47 and 06 as they were still in the facility? Wanna see some brotherhood thing🥺
Hi! Thank you for your request, that’s a beautiful song. Hope you like what came to mind! :)
The old mattress creaked under 6’s weight as he stretched upon it with a sigh. He had just returned from yet another assassination ordered by Father, his fourth job that month. After weeks of forced isolation, 6 was finally allowed to join his normal sleeping quarters once more. He didn’t realize how much he missed his old bunk until his head hit the thin pillow.
The killings didn’t trouble him, necessarily, though he wasn’t fond of working those jobs alone. 6 wanted to work more with 47 so they could work on their plan to escape the Institute, once and for all. He didn’t realize how much he missed his brother until he was forced to spend a month without him. It was by Father’s orders that he had to spend time away from 47 and the others, until he felt 6 had learned some sort of lesson for his latest disobedience.
Ort-Meyer ordered random searches of the asylum on occasion, despite the possibilities for contraband within its walls being slim to none. It seemed even more ridiculous considering the guards always confronted 6 about returning items leftover from his travels. Weapons were risky, of course, but they wouldn’t even let him keep a near-empty pack of cigarettes, for God’s sake.
Unfortunately, one of Father’s random searches led to the discovery of his secret stash. The items in his collection were deadlier and more valuable than any drug or weapon they could conceive: they were his books. 6 had accumulated his own private library one book at a time, smuggling them past the guards when he returned from assassinations.
6 took an interest in reading a few years before, when Father’s worry lessened over another escape attempt by 6 and 47. Weeks after Ort-Meyer’s men salted the earth of the community that dared to show the brothers kindness, he felt enough time had passed that his subjects had learned their lesson. Besides, he needed more funds for the Institute, so he sent his most effective assassins across the world to do what they did best.
6 was at the airport for their return when he swiped a small paperback for the flight home. He instantly became engrossed and decided he wanted to keep it, so he sought to sneak the book past the guards at check-in. 47 didn’t understand 6’s sudden interest in reading, but he recognized how much it meant to his brother for him to risk more punishment. He aided 6 with distracting the guards while his brother smuggled the book inside the Institute.
It became a habit of his after that: 6 would travel with 47 to assassinate some unfortunate soul, then find a new book to add to his stash. One of them would cause a distraction while the other quietly carried the book inside. Reading broke the monotony of 6’s existence at the Institute and fueled his desire to know more of the world beyond, to experience a life of his own volition.
The books gave 6 hope. Father wouldn’t stand for that.
“Welcome back, 6.” 47 leaned against the top bunk as 6 folded his arms behind his head.
“Hello, brother.”
“Are you here to stay?”
“So it seems.”
47 nodded. “What was your punishment?”
“Fewer meals, isolation, and a bonfire, unfortunately.”
“So there was nothing left?”
“Not that I saw.” 6 sat up and swung his legs off the bed. “There wasn’t a single page left under the floorboards.”
“I’m sorry, 6. I know your books meant something to you.”
6 nodded. “Yes. I was a fool for thinking I could keep them forever.”
47’s eyes followed the other subject in the room as he exited into the hallway, leaving 47 briefly alone with 6. 47 approached the empty bottom bunk across from his brother and knelt by the mattress, reaching beneath to where he had cut into the material. He extracted the hidden item and tossed it, landing it in 6’s lap.
“47, how did you…“ 6 huffed in surprise as he examined the book in his lap. “Where did you get this?”
“From an anonymous donor.” 47 offered a small smirk. “They couldn’t use it anymore.”
“This is risky, you know.”
“Yes. But you need it,” he said matter-of-factly.
6 smiled to himself. He flipped through the worn copy of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, the last book they smuggled in but he never got to read.
“47…thank you. I won’t forget this.”
His brother nodded. “Just do us both a favor, 6.”
“What’s that?”
“Find a better hiding spot.”
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If one has spent a decent amount of time in an engineering lab, perhaps even been raised above (and in) such a lab, it would come as no surprise that the construction of potentially hazardous items can sometimes be accidental.
Danny’s teachers and classmates evidently do not share this sentiment when he attempts to leave their group to disarm the pipe-bomb in front of them during their field trip to the Gotham railroad museum.
Danny doesn’t get it.
“Once you accidentally make one, you figure out pretty fast how to unmake one,” Danny shrugs in reason, it’s not like it’s hard. Well, it’ll probably be a bit different because it’s not from spare pieces of a microwave but still!
“Microwaves don’t have spare pieces, Danny,” One of the chaperones says. Oh, she must have heard Danny’s mumble.
“Sure they do! Everything has spare pieces if you do it right!” Danny smiles, “Here, watch this!” Danny lunges for the bomb, dodging a reaching arm with practiced expertise.
Once he has his hands on it, he’s pulling his Fenton family goggles from his pocket and the mini toolkit his parents got -made- him for his 12th birthday. Complete with a laser cutter!
Danny uses the magnification of the goggles to get a closer look at the design, holding it up to his face. The timer seems to be a separate connection… hmm.
Danny turns his ear to it, shaking vigorously, but he pauses as shouts sound from behind him sitting criss-cross on the floor.
Except…when he turns around, nothing’s different except the group looking startled and pressing themselves farther against the wall.
“Nightingale!” Damian hisses from the herd, “What are you doing!?!”
Danny tilts his head in confusion, vision tinted slightly green through his goggles, “I’m..deconstructing it??” Danny looks down as he unscrews a few pieces, listening for the disconnection of the timer, “Thought that was obvious,” He grumbles.
Danny pulls his goggles to his forehead to get a better gauge of the wire colors before pulling two of them out. The timer display turns off.
The group seems to sag in relief as the red numbers go dead.
Danny barely notices, looking intently at the object as he turns it in his hands.
Hmmmm.
He flips his goggles back down and reaches blindly for his toolkit. Danny continues unscrewing, grabbing a different screwdriver and his mini weld set, before setting two metal grids to the side and holding it back up.
“See! Spare parts!” He says with a smile.
The green goggle tint prevents him from seeing his chaperone’s face drain of color.
It does not prevent him seeing Batman crash through the window three seconds later.
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Person that was at the screening of s2 and said Wylan has the best intro, Wesper will deliver, s1 Kanej is referred to as crumbs compared to s2, ruthless Kaz, the storyline is well thought out and doesn't feel rushed, the overall quality is better since they also had a bigger budget...I need March 16th to get here NOW
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