What's Purple And White And Green All Over?

Chapter 2: Property Of Timothy Drake-Wayne, Do Not Touch (This Means You, Jason!)

3 May

Jason has gone to the civilian gym for the third time today. I still have not figured out why he is not just using the Batgym. I must get closer to properly observe, but how to do so without drawing attention?

5 May

My entire body hurts. I didn't think it was still possible for a regular gym to make me feel like this! Apparently, Jason's workout is INSANE!??!

But not as insane as his reason for going so often. He's flirting with some girl there. WTF I thought he was into Kitrina? I wasted days on this nonsense (I hope you're happy, Jay)

10 May

As it turns out, Jason was not flirting. He was just trading high tech weaponry. Bruce is mad, and Alfred's pissed, but I'm kinda relieved Kitrina's not honna get her heart broken. Does this make me a bad person? More research needed.

11 June

Cassie's birthday is soon. Well, soonish. I must decide on a present. She likes sharp things, books, stuffed animals, poisons, sweets, hairbows, explosives... Still no idea what she might want. I'll have to do research.

12 June

I've figured out what I should get Cassie -- A BELL!!! I haven't had this much difficulty trailing someone in years! It's like she just disappears into the breeze. She can't actually do that, right? I would've known. Bruce would've told me. Come on, Timmy, get a hold of yourself. Further research will be necessary.

Update: Cassie caught me (really easily ): ), so I told her I was playing hide-and-seek with her. She loves that game, and is now hiding intentionally. I may have made everything harder on myself. My detective skills haven't been challenged like this since I was little. Honestly? It's kinda fun.

17 June

Cassie's still hiding, and everyone is very mad at me. She's taken to spray painting random walls as a challenge to find her. Not even Alfred's cookies can lure her out. Bruce is talking about calling in Clark to help. It's the most fun I've had in YEARS!!! :)

PS: Figured out what to get Cassie -- an art set! Her spray paintings are pretty good, so I think she'll like it.

1 July

Dick thinks that Fourth Of July isn't a big deal just because half the family isn't even American. He's WRONG. The Fourth isn't about America, it's about going on dumb rides and stuffing ourselves with cotton candy and arguing over the sound of too-loud music. Most of all, it's about watching colorful explosions with your family and friends. I must find a way to convince him of this.

2 July

Dick has eaten three bowls of rice for breakfast today, barely cooked. Then he went to the Batgym for FIVE HOURS. Then he ate way too many sandwiches, watched sappy romance-dramas, and practiced his makeup. His day ended by tightrope walking between different windows of the mansion and video calling Babs. So far, absolutely nothing out of the ordinary, nothing to explain this sudden hatred for the Fourth. Maybe it's chemical...

3 July

I've tested Dick's clothes and his teddy bear, but there's nothing! No hallucinogens or Ivy Toxin or anything. On the bright side, I have noticed a recurring pattern of reacting to things that aren't there, staring off in weird directions for long periods of time, and arguing with thin air. I've already ruled out schizophrenia and related issues -- it's something new. :)

Update: Dick can see dead people. He's talking to fucking ghosts!!! He's got this coin-pendant thing that lets him see and hear them. Apparently, it's 'not just the dead ones', whatever the hell that means. He says there's a specific ghost named Boston that helps him out. What the hell???

Second Update: Boston is haunting my room. I found some ghosts books in the library and modified some markers to be easier for ghosts to hold (what has my life become?), so we've been using a white board to chat. He's kinda funny. In fact, he's even helping me plan a prank to help get Dick into the holiday spirit! A confetti-and-paint bomb. He think Dick's just a bit depressed by a bunch of crap going on on Bludhaven, so he needs cheering up. I hope this works.

4 July :) :) :)

Boston snitched and Dick turned the prank around on me. I've got confetti in places I didn't even know I had, and I'm never gettong this paint out of my hair. Dick's laughing and saying he's going to take a million photos at the Independence Fair to show Barbara. Guess that means he's going after all :)