The Music Prompt meme

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→ Open your music playlist/player of choice and set it to shuffle.
→ Skip to the next song - that is now your prompt. (Or cheat and pick one.)
→ Whether you link the song, or quote the lyrics is up to you.

[This is an experimental meme, and well, we'll see how it goes, no?]

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Jason Todd || Red Hood || DC Comics

[click_click_boom]

Bohemian Rhapsody | Queen

Mama, just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead.
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away.
Mama, ooh,
Didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.

[flyingg]

Except where it does matter. You matter.

[click_click_boom]

Oh, for crying out loud, Dick. Just shove the sentimental warm fuzzies where the sun don't shine. Do you even listen to yourself?

[flyingg]

[Sorry, kiddo. No can do.]

Nope. My mouth is completely detached from my ears, couldn't listen to myself even if I tried.

Ever occur to you that I mean when I say something like that?

[click_click_boom]

Probably because your ears got so tired of hearing the bullshit that spills out of your mouth they disconnected out of their own sense of self preservation.

[Jason's eyes were hard and cold when he looked at his adopted brother. The stubborn look that hardened the Red Hood's features was a familiar, mulish expression that indicated Jason was digging his heels in for the long run.] Ever occur to you that I don't care what your say, or think or feel? I'm not looking for your forgiveness or approval, Dick.

[flyingg]

Of course you aren't. [Dick's tone was calm, not rising to the bait.]

And maybe you don't care. At least right now. But it's not like that last part sticks around against a stiff breeze.

[click_click_boom]

I don't even know what that means but I'm sure I don't want to. We're not family anymore, Dick. I'm not a Robin anymore so this whole lovey dovey thing, just stow it. You're barking up the wrong tree.

[flyingg]

I'm not a Robin anymore, either. But you're wrong on the other part. We are family, and there's nothing that can break that.

[click_click_boom]

No, you're wrong. You can cling to some messed up memory of the past or you can accept the truth. As far as I'm concerned, you, Bruce, the replacement, you're all dead to me. When I died, all feelings for you died with me and I've no interest in getting entangled with Batfamily nonsense anymore.

[flyingg]

[Okay, that hurt. Dick squeezed his eyes tight, but the pain did show in his voice, anyway.]

I'm not talking of the Jason Todd you used to be. The one you are is still family.

And I'd believe that not-getting-entangled part somewhat better if there wasn't that time when I came to New York to find you wearing my identity, fingerstripes and all.

[click_click_boom]

You really are delusional. Get it through your thick skull, Dickie, the Jason you knew is long dead and buried. The sooner you get that, the the easier it's going to get for all of us.

[An unpleasant smile pulled at Jason's mouth before he let the next venom-laced words drip from his tongue.] That was just me having a lark. I wanted to fuck with you for all the trouble you've caused me lately.

[flyingg]

I know. I cried at his grave. But my brother's been brought back, anyway. Of course you're different, maybe even somebody else completely. But that doesn't change the fact that you are my brother. A different universe version of you wouldn't change that. Nothing would. That's how family works.

And, ha, ha. No. Batman, Nightwing, and Robin hadn't caused you trouble in at least a year. B. took a sabbatical. We joined him around the world.

You were missing us.

[click_click_boom]

No, that's how this screwed up Norman Rockwell desperate attempt at the apple pie life and family is to you. Because let's just face it, huh? Bruce ain't exactly the fathering type and all we ever were to him was just a fresh pair of feet to fill in the pixie boots.

[Scorn tinged the angry young man's expression.] No, I was deliberately trying to sully your name. Did you get dropped one too many times on your head, Grayson? Because I'll think you might actually be mentally retarded if you keep this up.

[flyingg]

I had family long before Bruce Wayne learned my name, Jason. Maybe it's you whose ideas have been skewed by what he's done to us.

[And he just... shook his head at the latter part. He could retort. But it hurt too much, and the last thing he wanted was to hurt Jason back.]

[click_click_boom]

Exactly my point and now you're so desperate to reclaim your idea of family you're willing to embrace psychopaths to do so. Says a lot about you, doesn't it, Dickie?

[He just continued to needle and press Dick's buttons because that was what he'd done since he had been filling out the pixie boots.]

[flyingg]

That's what 'unconditional love' means, Little Wing. High time somebody taught you about that.

[And there may have been tears in his eyes, but he. He was still there.]

[click_click_boom]

There's no such thing. Next you'll be telling me you believe in fairytales and happily ever after as well.

[Red Hood scoffed, more disquieted by the gleam of moisture in Dick's eyes than he was really willing to let on. Of course he was going to cry now. Ugh.]

[flyingg]

[He wasn't going to cry. The tears remained unshed, after all. But it did hurt.]

... fairy tales become much less absurd after running into, oh, the Titans-of-Myth. But, either way, yes, there is unconditional love. Think hard before you decide to ignore when it's given to you, brother mine. Not that it's going away, but you'll keep wondering what you're missing.

[click_click_boom]

Yeah, right, I'll totally miss my invite to the Wayne family reunions. Oh wait, we don't have those, do we?

[Okay, this was getting old, real damned fast. Needling Dick could only be satisfying for so long. With a disgruntled look, the young man withdrew his own version of the line launcher and took aim at the dilapidated building across the way.] What can I say? It's been a real peach but I've got places to go and people to see so you'll forgive me if I cut this little family visit short.

[flyingg]

Who knows, you may yet find one waiting for you in the mail. Or under the window, as it were.

[Dick shook his head, then shrugged.] Go, go. But if you need somebody to talk to, you know where to find me.

[click_click_boom]

Oh goodie. [If such a thing showed up on his doorstep, Jason would do the utterly sensible and mature thing of burning it to a crisp.]

Yeah, sure, as soon as Hell freezes over. [With that one final rejection, the Red Hood fired his line and went flying through the Gotham night. It wasn't running away, it was simply a retreat before he lost his temper and did something like try and strangle his ex-brother.]