A/N: I am aware that this pairing is very... wrong. But it spawned from a conversation between a friend and myself on a RP forum where she plays Tim and I play Joker. These drabbles soon followed if not for the placation of my Joker muse. I own nothing.
Perverse: Green by John Locke
Green, why did everything have to be green?
Tim didn't know.
It wasn't the older man's fault… he was actually starting to believe that it actually was Bruce's.
He could understand the all white skin (everything was white, well everything that wasn't green), really he could.
But green hair.
Every strand.
Every tuft.
He couldn't hold back the surprised look on his face when he first saw it. The slight trail of green hair that made a path south from the white belly button made him think that he was hallucinating.
When he knew he wasn't, he started to laugh.