The one where Steph, Cass, Tim and Bernard get drunk and infiltrate Duke's high school winter prom by looking too much like teens.
Everything is fine - they don't cause trouble cause Bernard is there and also cause Duke will destroy them if they ruin his first relaxing moment in months - until a teacher finds them drinking in the football field and demands to call their parents. Tim is very drunk and gives Bruce's number.
Bruce is very worried because while is true that Duke is been dealing with a lot he is a good kid and not really one for underage drinking. He spends the whole car trip worring he isn't offering enough support for Duke and shouldn't be giving him space to process his mom condicion even if Duke asked him for. He also starts questioning if Duke's friends are somehow a bad influence.
The thing is when he enters the school and the teacher says he will take them to the detencion room he put the kids he pass over the ball room and Duke is there with a crown on his head cracking jokes over Gotham insanity with his usual group of teens (and Harper, since they were presented to each other they matched and Duke started trying to include her in his hang outs) and aparently having the time of his life.
So since they go to the same school, Bruce's only logical conclusion is that DAMIAN was the one who got caught underage drinking (he didn't conside it at first cause Damian is fourteen and will only start high school next year so he likely woudn't be on prom) and he spends the five minutes it take to get to the room with the fear of god (Talia) in his hearth.
Imagine his surprise when instead he finds a shit eating grim Steph ("What's up, B"), a confused looking Tim ("Guess I got detencion"), a guilty Bernard ("Sorry, Mr. Wayne") and an unimpressed Cass ("Hey, dad"). After convincing the teacher that "no, no, they are adults, Tim just likes to lie he is seventeen for no reason" and paying so the teacher don't call the police over the intruders a very tired Bruce goes home questioning why he has so many kids.
For some reason (because Bruce will end up telling Alfred and they don't want a disapointed stare) Tim and Cass choose to spend the night at Steph's. Bernard goes to, but is more because Tim is asking and also because if not he would have to spend sometime in the car alone with Bruce and he is terrified of the man.
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21 December
The world was supposed to end today.
Ten years ago.
I took my pearls and stretched them
to the other side of the shore,
hoping I would find someone to gift them to
and call me a friend.
I'm a young woman with an old soul
yet a childish desire for sweets
and a little more time
to accomplish what I want to do.
The world lays in a note
left at the bottom of a wine bottle
with a few more drops of porto
left to imbue the paper,
never allowed to age
nor to bless the tongue
of the mute.
A revelation is given for a price--
one which will condemn the reader
if she does not adhere to its words
like an actress to a script to a tragedy.
Yet I take it, because it's worth it,
somehow.
It's worth it to have more knowledge,
even if it's only to know how to fly
towards Suzhou with frivolous wings,
feathers which only yearn for the sun.
I'm like a clay vase with the names of those
who graduated college and sought out
beauty for its sake,
without knowing how to draw flowers
or knowing the girls who haunt Sarajevo.
I broke into a hundred pieces,
gushing out saltwater and orchid pedals,
shattered, able to cut roughened hands,
and also--barren.
Barren of children,
dried up of ambitions,
subdued due to a wine-dark mouth
sealed due to swallows escaping
with miniatures of my voice.
Pitied until I retreated back into my oyster,
trying to become a pearl myself,
so that I may be loved
for a few more years.
Yet when I open my hands,
freshwater pearls slide out,
dropping into rain puddles,
too naive to know they will dissolve.
I keep them to my chest,
wiggling through albaster-smooth flesh,
knowing that I could disintegrate too,
for I am mortal, even if I still
The world was supposed to end ten years ago.
It still straddles the edge of a muse's tongue, singing alone.
I thank the heavens for this,
for the pastel skies still tickle me,
and I can find little flowers in the snow. --Elda Mengisto
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thinking about how someone tried to insist to me that hellcheer was 'gross and pedophilic' because they had 'a huge age gap' and i thought it was the stupidest shit i'd ever heard so-
in true Extra Ass Bitch fashion i calculated roughly what the oldest/ youngest possible ages chrissy could be and the oldest/youngest possible ages eddie could be based on canon evidence (eddie's 2 failed years, chrissy's '86 necklace, etc.) and approximate school cut off dates
anyway, this is a rough approximation (not that it particularly matters because they're both still in the same age range/stage of life so a few years isn't rly much of an issue given their canon interactions) but if anyone was curious:
eddie should have been born in '65 or '66. backwards calculation places chrissy either late '67 or early '68. eddie failed his senior year twice and was supposed to have graduated in '84, he's on his third try. chrissy is head cheerleader and wears an '86 necklace, she's a senior in '86.
the youngest Chrissy could be is about [17yrs + 7 months] assuming a birthday around August of '68
the oldest Chrissy could be is about [18yrs + 6 months] assuming a birthday of around September of '67
the youngest Eddie could be is about [19yrs + 7 months] assuming a birthday around August of '66
the oldest Eddie could be is about [20yrs + 6 months] assuming a birthday in September of '65
even in the 'worst case scenario' where eddie is the oldest he could be and chrissy is the youngest she could be, eddie is 20 and chrissy almost 18
if you go with the opposite, with chrissy being as old as possible and eddie as young as possible, then eddie is almost 20 and chrissy is over 18
the other combinations average out to a 2 year age gap, which for the record, for high schoolers is still incredibly common. again, this is a stupid argument, but i can be spitefully pedantic sometimes and i enjoy having all the possible information i can before i talk shit
and i love to talk shit. so i went to go get the data myself
anyway grace van dien once said that she thinks chrissy is a pisces and i trust her so assuming that's true then chrissy was born sometime between mid february to mid march of '66, meaning chrissy would haven just turned 18 as s4 began, while eddie is still in the 19 to 20 range depending on when you place his birthday
but all of this seems ridiculous when you realize that based on what school year they're in during s4, chrissy was a sophomore the first time eddie was a senior. so like. everything else is just being pedantic for the sake of finding smth to be mad about
either way i rest my case this is a dumb argument to use against the ship, hellcheer haters get bent just say you don't ship it and go
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You must really love your work
August 21, 2014. Thursday 2:34am
“As the trial deepens and broadens, I back off from group, from MAC, from Zoe.
When a friend of mine learned how little I earn, $95 an hour doing the Mendosa jury trial, he said “You must really love your work.” I do. Tony Serra and I do it (criminal law practice) for free. He told me he took s vow of poverty.”
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I wrote the above as a margin note to the following taken from the book Solitude by Anthony Starr at page 75:
“But this does not mean that solitary, creative pursuits are themselves pathological.”
Notes.
The Mendosa jury trial was a 6 co defendant gang murder case. I represented Lisandro Mendosa. The trial lasted from August 4, 2014 to January 28, 2015. It ended with a hung jury and a mistrial was declared. Trial is an all consuming experience. Personal relationships and outside group activity diminish.Your whole being is dedicated to the trial experience.Tony Serra, a well know San Fransisco attorney, represented one of the co defendants in the trial. Mr. Serra turned 80 during the trial. MAC lived with me at the time and Zoe was my sister.
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