Fallen Robins
for Dotfic
Of course the suit fits. It's part of the magic. Despite what Terry keeps preaching at him, Matt sees the Cave as an enchanted place, home of an ancient warrior and two crusading young knights.
Red and green, Matt's reflection flashes in the glass case. Three knights, if this works.
He's strong for his size, and fast. He's been practicing when Terry hasn't been watching. Two Jokerz fall under his blows.
The third almost kills him.
Back at the Cave, Terry and Max bandage and bitch at him. "Never again," Terry orders him, and like smoke, the enchantment is broken.