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[Tim does not mean to turn on the video function. In fact, he wasn't planning on making this post till later, but he's lounging in bed, and there is a superdog that has decided the bed is his. Int he ensuing struggle, the video is turned on, and the screen is filled with a super nose. It pulls back enough to get a skewed video of Krypto while Tim practically wrestles the dog. And fails.]

Down, down you stupid - no, no, don't growl - don't look at me like that, you - good dog, good dog, now will you please just get off my bed? Off? Off. Down?

[This is when Krypto starts barking. Then starts howling.] Would you please shut the hell up? I know, I know, I miss him too, now you you just - woah!

[And that would be Tim falling off the bed in an attempt to push Krypto off. There's some shuffling, then a very loud sigh as Tim settles next to Krypto on t he bed, and picks up his device.] Fine, you win.

[He notices the recording light, and grimaces.] Sorry. [Off the feed clicks.]

[Private to Dick and Jason, separately]

[Ahaha awkward.] Did you talk to...some other me, during that last flood?

[Private to Bruce]

He isn't Batman yet. Don't take out your problems on him. [But he isn't chastising, not at all; he's telling Bruce to come to him instead.]

[Private to Shego]

So I met another, uh, me when the network was flooded. Saw you talked to that Pavi guy.

[Private to Cissie]

How's it going? [He wants to make sure she's okay with Conner taking off for a while. HE KNOWS HIS FRIENDS.]

[Private to Steph]

...Are we still not talking?

[Private to Patrick]

[Edited in a bit later:] What's going on with Jason?

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No, but I met a me who look like he broke into your closet. Why?

[Whut, Tim is talking to him.]

No.

[It's just one syllable but he's obviously like ???]

[Oh hey, guess who is misinterpreting that to think you're talking about Coyo's ball game. ...Where Coyo broke her arm, oops.]

I'm fine, Tim. It's not that bad.

Try to get a leash for him. And a muzzle.

[ He's talking about Krypto. He knows this damn dog. But there's a long pause before he says: ]

I know.

[ Guess who is regretting his momentous stupidity? ]

But I'm not going to take it out on you either.

No, we're good. I just didn't want to be the one to break the silence. Also you're still a hypocrite. But other than that we're good.

It's not like I had a civilized conversation with him, it's more like he was inflicted on me. [THANK YOU FOR NOT MENTIONING KIM POSSIBLE?]

You met another you? Like, from a different world, or a different time, or...?

[lololol sworn to secrecy this is gonna be fun.]

What d'you mean?

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