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Do not fucking black out, he told himself. That's a passenger jet to hell, and you're probably out of return fly tickets.
He tried to take a step forward and fell on his ankle.
Do not. Fucking. Black out. You're just going to be killed or--
He saw a few of Gotham's hazy stars blink out, just for a split second, and heard a quiet sound made by heavy cloth, like the unfurling of the sails of S.S. You're Fucked.
Jason groaned. He wasn't going to die, but this might be worse.
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In which Jason loses consciousness, regains a pack bond, doesn't make a nest, does make a friend (and a kid's day), and orders pizza.
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- Part 3 of batpack genfic
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13 Nov 2025