[Comprehensive British and American] Where is the amazing Jason

"We're a bunch of vigilantes, and we're in Gotham."

"We've beaten aliens, cyborgs, mutants, and fought in and out of gangs and prisons every day in capes."

"On average, we get shot once a week, deal with fear gas once a month, and defuse bombs hidden in corners of the city once a season."

"But really," Stephanie concluded her tirade, "for the first time among us a human being turned into grass. And we have no experience with it other than watering and fertilizing."

"I don't think Jason would be happy to let you pile fertilizer on him," Tim said dryly.

The potted mimosa sits on Tim's lap, blowing windlessly, furious at every word the others say.And Tim poked him unconsciously from time to time, making the leaves of the mimosa curl up together.

When Jason turns back into a human, the first thing he does is punch Tim in the face and send him to Dr. Leslie for a tooth filling.

Cassandra just stared at Mimosa gloomily, "We can't let a grass backpack go to the Himalayas, he'll freeze to death in the mountains."

Oh yes, mimosas are a tropical product of South America, and they are a small group that likes a warm and humid environment.

"Stop messing with Jason, Timmy." Barbara said in the style of her elder sister. "Excessive exposure to mimosa will cause hair loss. Are you planning to go bald?"

"You're staying up late at the same time," Stephanie pointed out sharply. "Superman probably doesn't want you to have the same haircut as his other dad."

"Bald." Cassandra summed it up bluntly and briefly.

The mimosa is shaking in the pot, and the leaves stick out and touch the edge of the pot.Tim stared at his small movements for a while, and suddenly realized, "Morse code, Jason is talking to us."

Barbara mused, "Oh, he's threatening to knock out Tim's back molar if he pokes it again."

Jason Cao knocked a few more times.poison ivy.

Poison Ivy, this is a way out.But there is also a risk that Poison Ivy can manipulate plants, and they don't know if Jason is in the ranks.

But manipulating a mimosa does not seem to be of much value. Is Poison Ivy going to use Jason grass to germinate them to death and neutralize their combat effectiveness?

"We'll have to try," sighs Tim. "You're on the night watch, and I can count on Dick not seeing me back?"

"We'll cover you. Stephanie and Kassan are in charge of stalking him, and Nightwing will be under the care of the Oracle tonight." Barbara finalized the plan.

In order not to attract Dick's attention, several people leave from Tim's safe house.Tim wanted to poke Jason's leaves again, but given the threat of Barbara's baldness, he gave up.

He rubbed the little orange cat's paws, and solemnly ordered, "Your brother will be handed over to you. Protect him."

Black Cat had a serious face, "Meow."

Tim thought about it, put the Jason grass on the balcony where there was sunshine, and took a cardboard box and put it in front of him to block the wind.

"Shall I get you some water?" Tim asked.

Mimosa crazily knocked on Morse code: "Get out!!!"

The room fell silent, Blake lay down next to the potted plant, his body limply collapsed.The warm sun made Jason feel lazy. As a grass, Jason stood peacefully in the wind, enjoying the sunshine and breeze, as well as the faint voices of people on the street below.

After Tim and the others left, he didn't even have the energy to lose his temper.He lost the desire to move, listening to Black's snoring, his spirit gradually relaxed.Jason was fast asleep.

But that doesn't explain why Jason wakes up and sees Dick Grayson standing in Tim's safehouse.

This was the second time Jason had seen Dick since his resurrection.He looked a lot more tired than last time, and he was under a lot of pressure to replace Bruce.Jason knew Dick didn't want to be Batman, he just wanted to be himself, Nightwing.But Batman is indispensable, and even Jason, in his sanity, has to admit it.Gotham would not be what it is today without Batman.

Dick yawned and plodded in.His upper and lower eyelids are fighting and he walks shaky.The girls are sweet and don't talk too much about him and Bruce in front of Jason, but they bring him up anyway.It was inevitable, except for Jason, all of them lived as a family.

Bruce has been away from Gotham for nearly a month, and he's out in space battling a group of planetary invaders.That's why Jason didn't get Batman's attention in Gotham when he was a mermaid.And Dick's vacation ran out a week ago, and his supervisor warned him that if he didn't go to work, he would use a lighter to light his police ID.

Dick had to go back and forth between Bludhaven and Gotham, and now it was almost time for him to arrive in Gotham after get off work.Tim's safe house is on the road from Brudhaven to Gotham. Considering the Bat family's character of ignoring the privacy of family members, this is indeed Dick's first choice for rest.

Dick trudged to the sofa and fell face down among the pillows.He fell asleep quickly, leaving Jason wondering if Nightwing was going to suffocate himself on the couch.This is ridiculous as a possible way for Nightwing to die.

He didn't even have a title to look at the sleeping cat on the balcony.Blake didn't wake up. Ever since it became the little star of the Titan Tower, the little orange cat's instinct as a street cat has completely disappeared, and it has been completely spoiled by a group of young heroes.

About half an hour later, Dick woke up on the sofa with a shudder, his black hair was messy, and his mouth was still wet.Dick sat on the sofa with dull eyes, and floated to the bathroom to take a bath like a ghost.The sound of water in the bathroom ends, and a big clean blue bird perks up again, wandering around Tim's safehouse in shorts.

"Sooner or later, I will let Tibbo know that the cereal is good." He muttered, found an energy bar in the cupboard and ate two, and put the third in his mouth.

He made himself a pot of coffee from Tim's expensive coffee maker.Dick was holding his coffee and finally noticed the dazed cat on the balcony.

"Cat," Dick approached, and he recognized the starlet from the Titans' twitter, "Timmy brought back the Titans?"

He scratched Blake's chin.The silly, white and sweet cat only breathed at him symbolically, and was soon impressed by Dick's superb hair-plucking skills.

Dick's eyes fell on the mimosa in the pot.Knowing that he was just an innocent grass in his eyes, Jason was still so nervous that he stiffened.The mimosa closed its leaves shyly under Dick's silent gaze.

Jason: ...grass.

"It looks like the baby bird has returned to Gotham, you little rebel, and you're hiding it from me." Dick raised his chin and looked at Mimosa, "Is this Red Robin's mood?"

He frowned and looked at Jason Cao, and Jason thought something was wrong.Dick and Tim, these two are obviously out of Wayne Manor, bachelors who can barely take care of themselves, their self-care ability is equivalent to three Bruce who can fry the kitchen.Among Tim's potting priorities, mimosa is obviously not among them, and as a potted flower, most people will not plant a single plant.

Please, can you use your little brain and think more about romantic literary stories?Jason prayed, for example, a bird picked up a mimosa seed, the seed germinated and blossomed, and settled in the vigilante's flowerpot.One day, the injured vigilante returned to the safe house, dealing with his wounds alone under the cold light.He feels lost.

At this time, the vigilante turned his head and found a thin grass growing in the pot where he had previously raised the cactus.The vigilante felt the weight of his life, and he regained his strength, so the vigilante and Mimosa lived happily together.

Dick punched his right hand with his left fist, "Could it be that this is a token of love? Only mermaids who have just come into contact with humans will regard a mimosa plant as a treasure!"

Jason's sloppy face was surprised, how did he come up with this, huh?

Is this the brain of a CP fan? No matter what, it can be related to your own CP.

Dick poked at the Jason grass and watched the mimosa fold its leaves, and the grown-ups took pure pleasure in it.

Jason resisted the urge to whip his fingers with the stick.Hold on, Jason, hold on, think of what you can do to make him go bald!Turn Dick into a bald bird!

The savior appeared in time, and Tim opened the door of the safe house, "As long as you tell me in advance, I will remember to prepare five flavors of cereal and cereal circles for you, so that you can mix them together to create new flavors."

Dick grinned, "I thought you would help me order takeout from the convenience store and deliver it to the door. Would you be considerate?"

Tim smiled and raised his mouth inadvertently, "Did you know that too much exposure to mimosa can cause baldness?"

Dick was about to squeeze Jason Yezi's hand for a while, and quietly retracted.Dick surreptitiously changed the subject, "How are you and our mermaid princess?"

Jason swears that the girls are watching the place somehow, holding popcorn and waiting for Tim's answer.

Tim looked calm, "She's back in the sea."

There is nothing wrong with this sentence. Glenia has returned to the bottom of the sea, and is now trying to negotiate with Neptune, asking for WIFI to be installed on the bottom of the sea.

Dick's eyes widened, betrayed beyond measure. CP powder was backstabbed face to face by the master.

"Do you still have contact with her?"

Tim casually walked up to him, separated Dick from Jason grass calmly, hugged Blake and rubbed the kitten's head, "Yes, but not much."

"Because of what, you, are you because of Best?" What is this, a substitute?

Tim thought for a while, and chose the standard answer, "Because there is no WIFI under the sea."

Dick told them, including everyone behind the surveillance, that he would chat with Aquaman.Congratulations to Captain Rogers and Glenia, Nightwing will make a great contribution to the communication between land and sea.

Dick's surprise visit changes their plans.Tim and Dick teamed up to patrol the night, and while Tim was holding Dick, Stephanie went to the safe house and took Jason's potted plant.

"Now you belong to us, Prince Mimosa." Stephanie winked, "I will try my best not to let you blossom and bear fruit."

shut up.Jason was extremely cold inside.It is impossible to have one child of seven treasures, even if it really bears fruit, it will not be raised by the old bat.He couldn't imagine Alfred watering a row of potted mimosa plants with a face full of relief.

As an industry funded by Wayne, Wayne Arboretum is also one of the most frequent entrants of Poison Ivy in Gotham.Stephanie sometimes wondered if they were paying Ivy to build the lair.

Cassandra cautiously stood in front of Stephanie and Jason Grass. Stephanie was holding the potted plant with one hand on the universal belt, ready to draw out the herbicide inside at any time.

The shadows of countless plants lurk quietly in the darkness, moving like vine snakes to make way for them.Plants move slowly and are not aggressive.Stephanie and Cassandra exchanged glances, and walked in along the path the vines had removed.

Poison Ivy sat on some vines, holding a small flowerpot in her hand, "I knew someone would come, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Stephanie looked from a distance and found that she was holding another mimosa plant in her arms, "Are you going to give your little ones a blind date? Sorry, we don't accept the model of marriage first and love later."

Poison Ivy snorted, "I don't know why he asked you for help." She looked at Jason Grass, "I will work harder than you."

"That's not necessary." Stephanie tactfully refused instead of Jason, "I don't think he might want to be a mother at such a young age."

The author has something to say: Jason Grass: Rejecting Poison Ivy Blind Dates, Rejecting Male Mothers