“God, what is that smell?” Hank asked as he entered the kitchen. “I’m making veggie tacos” Gar replied with an excited smile. “You sure about that?” the tall blonde questioned. “Gar volunteered to make dinner; I told him you liked veggie tacos” Dawn explained as she wrapped her arm around him. “I do?” Dawn delivered a quick dirty look his way. “Yes…I love veggie tacos” Hank lied to avoid any more heat. “Smelling good, Gar” Dick added while grabbing a beer. “bullshit…Hmhm sorry, I’ve got something in my throat” Hank fake coughed from the couch. “Where’s Rachel and Donna?” Dick asked. “They went to the mall” Dawn answered. “But I’m here and I’m starving!” Jason announced as he joined the group as bold as ever. “It should be ready in about five minutes” Gar assured as he heated the tortillas. The new Robin grabbed a beer from the fridge and pried off his sneakers before flinging them down the hall to perfectly land in his room. “Are you even old enough to drink?” Hank asked. “I’m 20, how old are you, Big Bird?” Jason fired back with his special brand of rebellious attitude. “How the hell did Batman go from a boy scout to a cocky shit like you? I’m surprised he didn’t feed you to Killer Croc” Hawk replied. “Bruce isn’t really known for explaining his decisions” Dick interjected just before his phone alerted him.

“Something’s happening downtown…at the gym on 22nd” “Jacked?” Hank asked. “Yeah, the 911 calls are reporting some kind of laughing gas; everybody was evacuated but whoever attacked the gym fled” “Is that one for the police?” Dawn asked. “The police were all affected by the gas. I’m gonna check it out, don’t wait up on me” Dick explained. “I’ll join you…I could use some excitement” Hank volunteered. “I’ll come too; sounds like fun” Jason added. “No, Hank and I have this” Dick replied. “I’m on this team too, Grayson. It could be the Joker or Riddler – I know how they work” Jason offered. “Did you forget who had your job before you? Stay here – we’ll be back later” Dick explained before he and Hank suited up and left for the popular gym. The original Robin and Hawk surveyed the scene from a nearby roof, the area around the gym full of body builders and personal trainers laughing uncontrollably, holding their stomachs with forced smiles. “Do you think somebody from Gotham could be behind this? I mean laughing gas is the kind of thing the Joker would pull” Hank proposed. “I don’t think so; this seems too simple for him and the Riddler would have left some kind of calling card. This is somebody else” Robin explained. “What’s the point of just hitting a place with laughing gas? They didn’t steal anything or kidnap anyone; am I missing something?” Hawk questioned.

“Maybe I wanted to meet some real life heroes” a voice suddenly said from behind. Robin and Hawk spun around to see a rather normal looking man grinning at them like he was happy to see them. “Who are you? Why did you attack the gym?” Dick asked with his bow staff ready to go. “I’m new in town and looking to make some friends; the name’s Laugh Riot” “I’ve heard some shitty villain names but that’s fucking bad haha” Hank taunted with a chuckle. “Turn yourself in for the attack and there won’t be any trouble” Robin instructed. “Is that how it works in Gotham? You just tell criminals to surrender?” Laugh Riot asked with an arrogant smirk. “How about we kick your ass instead?” Hawk suggested as he started toward the mysterious man and Robin followed. “Eager little heroes aren’t you?” Laugh Riot teased as he dodged the first few swings but Dick quickly landed a solid blow. “Give it up, it’s over” Grayson instructed as the man backed up toward the roof access. “Who’s the intern?” Laugh Riot asked, looking past the Titans. “Who?” Hank questioned before and Dick turned around to see Jason standing on the edge of the building.

“Come on, freako…you look like you wanna dance with the Robin” Jason added as he got closer. “I thought you were Robin?” Laugh Riot asked. “You, shut up and youn eed to go home” Dick tried to extinguish but Jason was determined to get a taste of the action, ignoring Hank and Dick. “What the hell is he doing?” Hawk asked before Jason pulled out a bat-a-rang and threw it toward Laugh Riot, landing in the villain’s belt full of the laughing gas bombs. “Poor aim, junior varsity. See ya around” Riot added as he tossed the belt their way and he slipped out of sight. Dick quickly threw the smoking belt onto the neighboring roof but Laugh Riot was already gone by then. “What the fuck? We had him!” Hank barked. “You can’t just bench me; I’m a Titan now, remember?” Jason challenged. “Home, now! We can’t do anything else about Laugh Riot tonight anyway” Dick ordered with obvious frustration. “Whatever” Jason answered before dropping off the roof like his fun had been ruined. “That kid is a pain in the ass” Hank pointed out. “Tell me about it…”

The next day Jason strolled into the training room with enough confidence for three people. “Dick? I thought I was sparring with Gar” “I told Gar to take a rain-check; you and I are training together” Grayson explained with his usual poker face. “What did you have in mind? Staffs? Ground work?” “No, we’re doing something different today. I’ll admit you have some impressive skills but every hero needs to be able to master their mind, not just their body, really be able to strategize and plan” Dick explained. “Ok…how do I do that?” Jason questioned with a confused look. “Take a seat” the older Robin instructed, pointing him toward the new metal chair. “Is this one of those meditation chairs with that calibrated metal or something?” Jason replied with an apprehensive look, reluctant but secretly interested in Dick’s approval enough to oblige. “Just try to relax” Dick added while the younger vigilante rested into the chair with his arms on the metal arms and his legs on the flat leg rest extension. “So what now? I just sit here? How is this training?” Jason questioned as he closed his eyes to appease Dick. “I told you…we’re doing something different” Grayson reminded before pushing a button on the side of the chair and watching several clamps shoot out over Jason’s ankles, knees, wrists, and waist.

“Huh? What the fuck, man?! What is this shit?!?” Jason demanded to know as he fought against the strong bondage chair. “You’ve got a handle on the combat side of being a Titan but you still have a lot to learn. Like yesterday when Hank and I went after Laugh Riot; you crashing the party prevented us from apprehending him” “That wasn’t my fault! I can’t help he had that weird gas stuff” Jason protested while still struggling to free himself. “See, that’s the problem; you’re not a team player and you think you can fight your way through everything but what if you get captured by an enemy? Being able to kick ass won’t always work; sometimes you have to use your head and your other skills as a hero. You never know what you might face” Dick elaborated as he stood in front of the leg rest and started tugging off Jason’s left sneaker. “Hey! HEY! Leave my shoe alone, perv!” “Make me” Dick challenged just as the shoe came off and he started on the other one. “Come on! This is fucking weird!” Jason argued, growing more nervous upon realizing how vulnerable his socked feet really were. “Not all villains use guns or swords...I can only imagine what a man like Laugh Riot does to his captives" Dick added with a single finger up Jason’s sole. “HeEY! Cut it out, man!” “Cut what out? You think you can just tell somebody to stop and they will?” Grayson challenged with another quick, solid stroke along the grey socked foot. He could tell Jason’s toes were clenched and his body was tense, trying to avoid giving away any kind of reaction. “Is this what you learned in detective school? Some lame interrogation technique?” Jason tried to undermine. “This isn’t an interrogation; we’re training, remember?” Dick added before fluttering up the second foot, making the new Robin jerk in the chair.

“This is bullshit! I can’t help that nut job got away yesterday and I can’t help that you and that giant rooster let him” Jason doubled down, making Dick giggle a little at his arrogant attitude. “Me and that giant rooster had it under control until you showed up” Dick corrected as he pulled out his utility belt. “What’s that for? Gonna climb a wall?” “Not exactly” Grayson replied while grabbing his finger print kit from the belt. Jason watched with mounting apprehension as Dick took the duster brush in one hand and the rim of the left sock with his other. “I didn’t know you had a thing for feet, Dick but my socks should be pretty ripe by now” Jason attempted to emasculate with a cheeky grin. “I’ve smelled worse” Dick replied before taking the brush to Jason’s rosy heel, dusting back and forth for a few moments to make him tense up even more. Grayson kept brushing for nearly a minute before moving up across his low arch, forcing Jason’s face to contort like he was about to explode. Dick could tell the light tickling was getting to him but the rebellious sidekick was too cocky to just give in, prompting Grayson to suddenly jump up to the toes and dust along the plump undersides faster than before.

“AOooohOAhooHAOAhooOAHSsTTOooOHOP!! SSTtooOOAHaohoApPPPIiIItTT!” “Come on, tough guy…how would you make me stop if I was the Joker or Penguin?” Dick challenged as he teased the pink toes wiggling against the soft brush. “OAhohohooAHoAHFfuUuccKKOOooFFF!” “I don’t think that’d work – trust me” Grayson added from personal experience, staying on the rich toes with a steady back and forth motion. “AhOAohaohaDdIIicCKKK HohaOHaohTthHiiIIiSss  IIiSShoaHOAHFfuuCCkKKiiNnNGGHohaoahSSTTUuuPpIiDD” “If it’s so stupid then why is it working?” the boy wonder questioned with a smirk of satisfaction in seeing the mouthy hero squirm with ticklish frustration. “AhAIiITtSSNNnOOOTTt” Jason tried to refute, only motivating Dick to bring out more tricks. “Really?” the old Robin replied before swiftly stealing the other sock and dragging his nails down the fresh sole. “AAoHAOAHohAFFUuUCkKK! AOhOAhoOHaaAOAHOAHNNnoOOsSToooOHoPP!” shot out of Jason before he could prevent it. Dick couldn't help but grin as he started simultaneously employing both techniques on the naked feet, raking down one sole over and over while his trusty dusting brush teased the toes of the other without missing a beat. “AAhoaooHAOHaAMMmOOOTThhEERrfFHAOahfFuUuCCkKKErrRR! HAOhaoAHanNOonNnOOHOAHAOHAOoohaohaA” Jason gushed even harder this time at the dual approach, both attacks perfectly exploiting how ticklish his feet were. The hot-shot crime fighter tried with all his strength to break the chair’s clamps but he quickly realized they were too strong and he was truly at Dick’s mercy.

After a few minutes the former detective stopped, giving Jason a second to catch his breath. “You can’t be serious…tickling??” “Serious as an escaped criminal” Dick assured as he got up from the front of the chair and moved near Jason’s legs. “I swear to God, when I get out of here…” Jason threatened with another forceful jerk. “Big talk from a guy locked in a chair” Dick taunted before wrapping both hands just above his knees and squeezing in perfect rhythm so one was always being tickled. “AAooAaooAhoOHoHAOhAAAGGeEETToOOoFFF!! AHoAHoAHAOHANNnoOHAOHAOhaoahaFFFUuUCCKKKiiNnNGGHAOAHASSTTOOOHHAHAPPpP!!” Dick had never heard Jason laugh so much and he knew he wouldn’t be if he could control it. “Come on, don’t tell me the new Robin can’t get out of a little bondage” Grayson teased as his replacement writhed as much as he could, hurling any insult he could think of. Dick’s strong hands dominated both of Jason’s legs only half covered by his gym shorts, working up into his thighs and spiking his laughter higher. “AAAAHoAHOAHaOHoahAASSTToOoHOoPPPP HAOHOHAoAHAOHAOHAFFFUUuCCkKKIInnNGGAHoAHoSSsTTOOoaOAHOPpP!!” Grayson found a particularly electric spot on the inside of both upper thighs after a minute or so and daggered into both legs as rapidly as he could, watching Jason violently buck in the chair as much as he could. “AAHoAHOAHAOHANNNOOoONNOOO AHOAHAAAFFFuuUuCCckKKooOOOOOFFFF!!!” Jason shouted with ticklish desperation in his eyes like it was the first time anybody had really tested his spots so thoroughly. “I thought telling Dick to fuck off was my thing” Hank interjected with a flashy smile of devious pleasure as he entered the training room.

“What the fuck…are you doing here?” Jason asked between breaths once Dick finally stopped digging into his thighs. “I came to enjoy the show; I’ve wanted to go a few rounds with you for weeks but when Dick told me what he had in mind, I figured this was even better” Hawk explained as he stood only feet away from the chair. “This is some twisted shit…let me out this damn thing or I’m gonna kill you and the human cock over there” Jason pressed with stubborn attitude. “Haha what a mouth on this kid; I never would’ve guessed you were so ticklish if I didn’t hear you howling from down the hall” Hank fired back with a laugh, pissing off the new Titan even more. Jason looked back at Dick to see him pulling something else form his utility belt, two black gloves that looked rather harmless. “Oh, shit I haven’t seen you use those since that time in New York” Hank added as Dick put them on. “What are those?” Jason questioned with anxiety he was trying to hide. “You didn’t get a pair in your belt?” Grayson asked with a sarcastic expression. “I fucking hate you guys…” “Come on, Jason, we’re all Titans right?” Hank teased with sarcastic comradery as Dick’s gloved hands ripped open Jason’s t-shirt and planted on his stomach. “oOoHoHoAOAAohOAoahWWHHAATThTThhEEEhOAHaoHA hHEeELllL?!? oOHAOAhoHOAHAhOAHaOHAHhEEYYY!” “These are stun gloves meant to shock a person but on the lowest setting they deliver steady pulses on the palm side” “Vibrator gloves? That’s genius” Hank added as his teammate proved how effective the gloves were.

Dick moved his hands across Jason’s abs like he was massaging them, spreading his fingers to cover as much of the tight stomach as he could. “AAhoAHoAHAOhOHAoAhOHohFFfUUuCCKKAHoAHAOHTTThheEEE OHAOAHAOHAGGLLooOOOVvEeeSSS!!” Jason raged as he did his best to avoid the vibrating tools but no matter how much he jerked, the gloves followed, easily driving him up the wall. “I never knew you could be so mean, Dick…I’m impressed” Hawk pointed out. “Just be glad I don’t use these on you” Grayson replied with a smirk before dipping into Jason’s bellybutton. “AOAoaoHAOoOAHAOHAMMMYyYGGGOODDhOAHaohoaAahA!!” “Really swirl around in there” Hank encouraged with a sadistic big brother smile. Dick laughed at his buddy’s suggestion and followed suit, swirling his vibrating finger in the tan navel to make Jason release a wide-eyed shriek of ticklish terror. “This is gold, fucking gold” Hawk laughed while Dick wrecked Jason with just one finger. “What about up here?” Grayson proposed before diving into both underarms. “AhAOAHOAHhoNNOooHOAHOHAOahOHAFFFuUuCckKiIiNnNGGSsStTTOOOHAOAPPP!!” Jason yelled with hilarious frustration, trying to clench his arms to his body and protect his pits but the vibrating gloves were already making him lose his shit.

Dick wiggled and dug into the hairy underarms with more ferocity than when he’d started, surprising himself at how vicious he’d become. “AhAOHAOhCcOOMmmeeEEOoOONNnAOhOHOHohOhAAA NNnOOMMMooOoORREEeE!!” “Careful, Dick…you’re gonna make him pee the chair” Hank suggested as if he wouldn’t have been twice as brutal. “You’re right, maybe I should give him a break” Grayson agreed, pulling the vibrating gloves from Jason’s wildly ticklish pits after a few minutes and watching him relax against the metal back. “I thought we were training…not torturing the new guy” “This is training; Dawn and I have been taken captive before, I almost got my junk cut off…and then there was that time the Riddler captured Dick and he-” “Hank! We don’t have to go into the details. The point is spunk and combat skills aren’t always enough. Sometimes you have to be able to get out of sticky situations or at least endure it until you can” Dick explained but Jason could tell they were enjoying tickling him. “Why hasn't Gar done this shit then?” the new Robin questioned as his attitude began to come back. “Gar didn’t keep us from catching Laugh Riot” Dick reminded as he pulled another gadget from his utility belt. “I’ll have to let Bruce know his belt has more uses than he thought” Jason added as he braced himself. “Every hero should be resourceful right?” Dick challenged before taking both ends of his bolas.

“What? Are you gonna tie his toes up?” Hank laughed upon seeing the tool that Dick had thrown to wrap around many a criminal’s legs. “Nope” he answered while threading the strong cord between Jason’s big and middle toe. “No fucking way, Dick come on donTHOAHaohaoAOoooAHoaAOAHahaohaoahAhaOhaOHAHhhOOoLLlyyySsHHIIIiITTThoahaohaohaA” exploded from the spirited Titan as his body thrust forward against the clamps. “Wow, I think you found a hot spot, Dick” Hank commented with an exited smile, watching his mate thread the bola wire between Jason’s bubbly toes. The friction created in the fleshy space was something Jason had never experienced, thinking he only had to fear his soles getting ticklish attention but this was worse in the strangest way. “AHAoAOahaohaohaaAFFFUUUCCkKkIinNngGAHOAHAOHSSSTTOoPPP!! NNoOoTTThHHEeEEtTTOoOEeSSSS!!” Jason wailed like he’d bust right through the bondage. “I think he wants it more on the toes, man” Hank suggested just to see Jason freak out more at the idea. The devious side of Dick agreed with his buddy and weaved the cord between the neighboring toes before pulling the ends back and forth to saw between the entire row of rich, Robin toes. “AAAhoAHOAHaohOAHaOHHAOAHAAMMmOOoTThHheEERRrrAOhAOAHAOHAFFFUUuCCCKkKEEERRAAHOHAOAAOAHAOA SSSTTOoOohOOPPP!! AHoHAOHAaoHaoaHaOHaaIIIMmMSSEeerRRRIIOooUUuSsS!!!”

“Why haven’t we used this shit on Gizmo or Control Freak?” Hank asked. “I’ll let you take the reins on that next time we see one of them” Dick offered with a laugh while taking advantage of the one time he didn’t have to worry about Jason trying to fire back at him, watching him jerk and howl like a madman in the chair. “AhoAHAOhAOAAAAhoAHoahoahSsshhhIIiITTAHAOhAOHAOAAA SSSTTOoOoOAOAHAHOAPPP!! AHOAHAOhAOAHAOHOhAAOAHANnnNOOOOnNnOOAOhAOAHOAHAOHAHOAAAA!! TTHHiIISSS IIiSsSHAOHAOAHFFFUuUCCkKkEEDD AHoAHOhAUUUPPPP!!” Jason shouted as the bola wire continued snaking between his hyper ticklish toes. “Be glad it’s Dick and not somebody really evil” Hawk added. “Yeah, like Hank” Dick pointed out before finally giving the toes and break and retracting the fiber cord. “I’m starting to think I need to get one of those fancy belts” Hawk proposed. “I’ll give you Bruce’s number...if you get him to stop fucking tickling me…” Jason volunteered with sweat on his face and chest. “I think I’ll just use that handy signal instead” Hank answered with a shit-eating grin. Jason’s dark eyes returned to his fellow Robin to see a small ball he didn’t recognize in his hand. “Where did you get all this shit?” “I guess I have the old model belt” Dick answered before moving over to the other bare foot and breaking the ball so slippery lube oozed all over the lush sole.

“The hell is that stuff?” Jason asked with disgust/anxiety in his voice. “It’s a little trick for stopping somebody from getting away or running after you; you just throw this ball and it’s like baby oil all over the floor” Dick explained while grabbing yet another tool from his trusty belt. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you use that one” Hank added upon seeing the claw in the shape of a bat. “Think of it like a grappling hook for grabbing something and you’re right, I haven’t used it in long time but I think now’s the perfect opportunity” Grayson explained as Jason’s eyes grew large and watched the tool descend onto his supple foot. “Grayson, come on! You’ve fucking lost it!” “Better hold on, bat boy” Hank taunted with eager anticipation. “Fuck yOAuOAuaaouuoOAhAOhaohohAOHAAOAOhAOAHAOAoAHAOHAOAHANNOoNNnoHAOHAoHoAAHAHoAHAOHOOAHAHAA” he ignited with wild laughter as his head flailed back and forth and his entire body fought against the strong clamps. Hank watched in awe as Dick simply raked down the lubed sole with the metal claw, dragging from the shiny balls down to the heel for a devastating technique Jason couldn’t stand. “AAOhaOhoahaohAOhaFFFUuuUCCCKKKyYYyYoOuuUuAHAOHHAOHAAHA GGUuUyYYSSS!! AHoAHaohAOHAAHOHSSSTToOoOPPPPPpTTTiiICCkKKlLLiIIINnNGGHAOHAMMMEEeeE!!” the new Titan protested as convincingly as he could but Dick didn’t stop clawing up and down his bright pink sole. The pointed tool on his oily foot was a hellish sensation but for such a hard-ass bad boy being tickled was also a blow to his ego, especially by his fellow hero.

“What’s going on?” another voice asked from the entrance. “GAaARR!! AHoAHAOHaohAAHhHEEELllPppmMMEEEE!!” Jason shouted. “Dick’s putting him through a new training exercise” Hank explained as the green haired lad moved closer. “Is he…tickling him?” Beast Boy asked with a confused look as the claw raked across the creamy arch. “Hilarious right? Dick wanted to see how he did in a captive situation; whether he could take being tortured or break out” “I hope we all don’t have to do this” Gar added. “No, Jason just needed some extra attention” Hank assured as Gar’s concerned look became more intrigued. “AAHoAHoahAOhaoahaAhohoAHAIIIiHhHAaTTEEAHoahAOYyYYYooOUuUGGUUuuYyYSSS!!!” Jason yelled through the steady laughter draining his energy and pushing him closer to his breaking point. “Hey, Dick…maybe you should give him the Riddler treatment; that’d really light a fire under him” Hank suggested with an unsure look from Dick at the thought of lickling Jason’s terribly sensitive feet. “I don’t know, man” Dick answered with a reluctant grin. “What are you talking about? What's the Riddler treatment?” Gar questioned, having never heard the infamous story. “Before he was a Titan, Dick was captured by the Riddler and that green nut licked Dick’s feet for hours” Hank explained, still giggly over the crazy story. “Well, I could uhh…I could do it” Gar awkwardly volunteered, doing a bad job of hiding his sudden enthusiasm. “Really? You’d do that? Be my guest, animal man” Hank encouraged with a stunned laugh.

Dick was still clawing up and down the length of Jason’s oily sole when Gar took a spot at the other one, getting a skewed eyebrow from Dick like he couldn’t believe Beast Boy was willing to actually do it. “AhOAHaOahOHAAAHAAWWHhAaTTTAAAARrEEEYYYOOuoUUAOHAOADDOOoIIINNnGGG?!!” Jason asked with wide eyes. “Gar’s a team player” Dick explained with a nod toward Gar before the quirky Titan started licking up his buddy’s smooth sole, sending a wave of oddly ticklish sensations up Jason’s body. “AAAAHOAHAOHAohAOAHAOHWWWHhAATTThHHEEEHAOHAOAHHOAFFFFUUuUcCCCKK!?!?! AHOAHAOSSSTTTOoOAOAOPPP! AHoAHAOAHAOHAOHASsSTTOOAOAOAPPP!!!” Jason begged with a horrified look while Gar’s energetic tongue lathered his embarrassingly ticklish foot and Dick focused the claw on his arch, making him squeal with high pitched laughter as he scratched along the saturated flesh. Jason looked like he'd Hulk out any minute with the torturous claw dragging across his oily foot and Gar's surprisingly devoted licking on the other; it was a nightmare to a guy as ticklish as him and a worst case scenario Bruce hadn't prepared him for. “Gar, go for the toes!” Hank encouraged after a few minutes like he had with Aqualad years ago, prompting the new Titan to wiggle his tongue between each of the juicy toes with growing excitement. “AAAAHAOAHOAhoHoAHoAhOOAOAHoaHAaNNnnOOOTTThhEEAOHAHAHA FFFUuUCCkKIIiNNnGGAHOAHOAHATTOOOeEEESSSS!!” Jason did his best to persuade but Gar was too into lickling the handsome foot to oblige.

The first Robin started zig-zagging the claw across the base of Jason’s other set of toes while Gar continued slithering between the ones in front of him, getting a real taste of his teammate’s feet while Hawk snapped a picture on his phone. “AAHoaoHOHAOAAIIIICCAAnNnTTTAOAHAOHAOHAAOHAAA IiIiICCAAnNNTTTAHAOHATTAAkKEEEIIiIITTT!!” Jason confessed with no fight left in him to resist giving in but Dick and Gar were too focused to notice what happened moments later. “Umm, guys…I think you broke him” Hawk pointed out as they looked up to see Jason passed out in the chair. “Is he ok?” Gar asked with sudden guilt. “Yeah, just exhausted. Damn, I really thought he would be able to get free” Dick admitted with a disappointed tone. “He needed to be brought down a peg anyway; I’m sure he’ll wake up good as new” Hank assured. “I hope he isn’t mad at me for helping you guys” Gar added. “Don’t worry, if he is I’ll just hold him down and you can lick his feet again” Hank offered with a devilish grin. “We could always practice on Dick” Hank suggested like he was ready to pounce on him. “Don’t even think about it, big bird”.

After removing the clamps and leaving Jason passed out in the bondage chair, Dick and Hank went to the kitchen for a beer.  “Ya know, that made me think about that time that I walked in on you tickling Garth” Hank stated. “That wasn’t the only time that we tickle sparred” Dick confessed with a sheepish grin. ”Oh, I know. He couldn’t wait to tell me all about it after you two went at it. Every. Damn. Time. Every. Fucking. Detail.  He loved to make you laugh, you know” Hank continued. “He didn’t have to torture me to do it” Dick whined. “Didn’t he?  You’re a tough nut to crack” Hank countered. Dick gave a slight nod as he really couldn’t disagree with that before raising his beer. “To Garth” “To Garth” Hank replied as he raised his beer and joined his teammate in a toast to their fallen friend.