Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
Ending 2
Everyone: Happy birthday, Tim!!
Tim: what?? Holy shit i forgot it was my birthday!
Jason: yup and you’re 18 so you know what that means
Dick: jason no
Jason: i got you a pack of cigarettes for your birthday gift!
Tim: uhh, thanks but… i don’t really plan on taking up that habit
Jason: wow golly gee. That’s a real shame right there. Huh guess i have no choice but to enjoy these myself. Welp it’s the thought that counts right timbo
Tim: yeahh, thanks Jason…
Steph: anyyyway, i got a cake, your favorite!
Dick: no, gifts first!
Damian: indeed. Opening presents should be top priority.
Duke: I’m hungry and there are a lot of presents so I vote cake!
Cass: …cake would be… nice
Alfred: might we let master Tim decide? It is his special day after all
Bruce: Tim, cake or gifts first?
Tim: cake!!!
[Rolls out cake]
Tim: wow Alfred it looks great! But… and I’m not complaining it’s just… it says I’m 17
Alfred: ? Indeed you are master Tim
Tim: uhh, this is my 18th birthday. We already established that
Damian: -tt- what are you on about, Drake? Just blow out the candles
Tim: but… [sees the banner above that now reads happy “17th birthday” instead of “18th” birthday]
Tim: but… but…
Dick: r u feeling okay, Tim?
Tim: jason u know I’m 18 now right? You literally just tried to give me cigarettes for my birthday?
Dick: jason you did what??
Jason: i didn’t I swear! I got him a pair of socks, white and plain like him. Although thanks, Replacement, now i know what you want for next year i guess
Steph: tim… you’re 17…
Tim: no I’m not! Here I’ll get my drivers license… [looks at license]
Tim: but this says I was born in… no i was born a year earlier than this! Guys something is really wrong!
Duke: dude ur really starting to freak us out
Bruce: tim… i assure you that today is your 17th birthday
Tim: … today is my 17th birthday? Is… that can’t be… is today really my 17th?
Dick: yeah and congrats on turning 17, Tim! You’re finally a dancing queen!!
Duke: just think next year you’ll be an adult!
Tim: ha… yeah… next year… it’s just… i feel like I’ve heard that before
Tim: ha, must be tired. Oh well! [Blows out candles] happy 17th birthday for me, I guess