Explanations, But Not Really
"Hello, I'm Tim Drake."
"A clone?" His counterpart wondered immediately.
"No," Tim hummed, "Given things...seem different here I'm gonna guess I've fallen into another dimension."
"You recognized Superboy but...didn't," Robin frowned, "Why?"
"Ever the detective," Tim chuckled, "But yes, my Kon is different. In fact..." He studied himself, "We seem about the same age yet you don't look even remotely traumatized," He said thoughtfully, "Mom and dad dead yet or...no?"
"What?!" Robin gawked.
"I take it that's a no," Tim snickered.
"How can you...be so casual about this?" Nightwing looked on at him in horror.
"Oh, it's for sure a coping mechanism," Tim's grin sharpened, "Anyway, what's goin' on in this reality?"
"What's going on in yours?" Robin countered.
"Well," Tim looked thoughtful, "We just finished dismantling the League of Assassins for good and the family was having dinner-"
"We...still do that in your reality?" Nightwing's eyes widened.
"Not as often as we'd like," Tim admitted, "Our family's really kinda stretched out across the world so..." He shrugged, "Oh, and then this portal opened up," He looked to the portal which was still open behind me, "And it sucked me into it," He snorted at his own wording.
"Really?" Batman levelled him with a withering glare.
"Sorry," He chuckled, "Been spending too much time with my brothers. Anywho, what about this world?"
"...The Justice League was on trial for intergalactic warcrimes," Nightwing confessed.
"Ugh, been there done that," Tim snickered.
"And we just got rid of some aliens who had infiltrated Earth with nefarious intentions," Nightwing continued ignoring that concerning comment from his brother from another reality.
"Sweet, any losses?" Tim wondered.
"It was close with Kid Flash," Artemis admitted, "But...we're okay, we're all okay," She smiled at the guy in question.
"...Artemis?" Tim squinted.
"You have me in your world," She brightened,
"'Course we do just...not with that look," Tim hummed, "So...you got any questions I can answer while I wait for the people back home to come get me? And yes, I know Zatanna's probably working hard to get me and if she has to she'll call her boyfriend."
"Dick?" Zatanna perked up.
"Um, no, not anymore. You guys had a mutual breakup," Tim hummed.
"Then...who?"
"Oh, Constantine," Tim remarked.
"What?" Zatanna and John Constantine gawked, sharing a look.
"I don't approve," Fate grit out.
"Okay um...good for you, Nabu?" Tim looked perturbed.
"Is Fate's host not Zatara in your reality?" Kid Flash wondered.
"Oh fuck, no bro," He 'oofed,' "That sucks, sorry Zatanna. Speaking of stuff that sucks, I came through with my brother is...is he here?" Tim asked nervously.
"No," Blue Beetle said, "The portal showed up and then it like pulsed with power and then nothing and then you came through."
Tim sucked in air sharply, fuck how was he supposed to explain to his siblings that Dick had been vaporized.
"Not good," He muttered to himself, "Really not good."
"What's...with your costume?" Robin wondered, "It looks cool but...not really Robin esque."
"Oh, I'm not Robin," Tim blinked, "Yeah no, I'm Red Robin."
"Were you..." Robin's eyes were wide.
"Oh, no, we weren't kicked out," Tim promised, "Nah, Damian was being a whiney bitch about being Robin and I wanted to do something new so," He shrugged, "Red Robin, yum," He grinned sharply, "Plus I'm not as active anymore," He remarked thoughtfully, "I mostly spend time focused on the company."
"Damian?" Nightwing questioned before anyone could ask about 'the company.'
"No way, you don't have the demon spawn here?" Tim gaped.
"Demon Spawn?" Robin snorted incredulously.
"What about Red Hood?" Tim pressed.
"Joker?" Batman looked alarmed.
"No, not Joker. Has Jason been resurrected yet, or no?" Tim frowned.
The room sucked in air sharply.
"Guess that's a no..." Tim 'oofed.'
"Jason he..." Nightwing trembled.
Behind Tim the portal pulsed a brighter toxic green.
"Fucking, fuck, fuck, ew, so fucking gross," A familiar voice sounded as a familiar figure stumbled out of the portal.
"Jason!" Tim brightened.
"Sup, fuckwad," Jason grit out, continuing to glare at the portal, "Where the fuck are w-" He turned and stilled, "Well, fuck."