You know those mindfulness colouring books?
Roy found one called ‘The Sweary Colouring Book’ on his travels and couldn’t not buy it for Jason. Each page was a cuss of some description in the swirly elaborate designs.
Roy honestly only bought it as a gag gift, the book amused him.
Never in a million years did he think that Jason would actually take to it. He’d spend hours on a bad day sat on the couch colouring in the swear words. The tranquil aura around him was strange, the chilled expression on his face unnerving. Roy spent hours stood in the doorway staring in disbelief.
The young man had been raging at the world and now was completely calm.
Where was this colouring book when Jason decided to put eight heads in a duffle bag?
Jason’s phone rang on such a day and Roy eventually gave up waiting for his partner to notice it and answered for him.
'Yello? Jason’s phone?’
'Er hey Roy. It’s Dick. Where’s Jason?’
'Colouring in bullshit. He’s pretty focused maybe ring back later?’
’…. What? Jason is colouring in bullshit?’
'Yup that’s what I said’
He explained the book and mindfulness before hanging up on a very bemused Dick.
One by one over the next week, random members of the Batfamily joined Roy in the doorway staring at Jason in disbelief. Bruce actually forgot how to breath and Roy had to slap him on the back.
Tim merely frowned before nodding slightly and just disappearing back through the window he came through.
Then one day Roy wandered into the living room to find Jason on the couch with his colouring book and a cup of tea. The thing that had Roy staring now was Tim sat next to his brother, working his way through a Star Wars themed colouring book, a cup of coffee steaming next to Jason’s tea.
One gag gift and suddenly Roy was holding Art Therapy sessions for Robins. Sometimes Roy really didn’t understand how he got himself into these situations.