Stouffer's Outlet In Ohio

Title: Separation Anxiety
Fandom: DC Comics RPF Beta: namidayume

Prompt:
Grant / Damian (onesided) "I must tear myself away from you! "
, and randomly given to me on the fly from

levy
Characters:
Grant Morrison, Frank Quitely, appointed Dan DiDio, Damian Miller and Wayne Bryan. The character, yes.

Pairing: ...
Grant / Damian? * _ *

Rating: Pg Word Count: 368 (FDP)
Warnings: Mental Illness? o_O Crack? And not know, hopefully it will be a future! O_O
fic Disclaimer: I characters in the story belong to themselves, Damian Wayne belongs - fortunately! - The DC, this has never happened but I would so that sooner or later happen and yes, I'm actually suggesting that Morrison might have a crush on Damian would not otherwise be explained. * Shrugs * Notes: • * points finger * Levy, this is your fault and you know it! è_é • Grant Morrison is the devil Damian and the creator of all 'I'm disgusted, Dan DiDio is
Dan DiDio, the one who allowed this crap to spread, Frank Quitely is the current head design " Batman & Robin Reborn ", which continues to bring up because he has worked with Grant a lot and now I am convinced they are friends. Bryan Miller is the current author of "Batgirl" This is the only man in the world that has so far made me Damian bearable. ♥ • Sometimes I vent so, yes. Anyway, it is up to the dedication of law Levy. u_u • The title is stupid, but the fic is no exception, so be patient. XD Separation Anxiety

Dan's words still echo in her head. "Sales are declining, Grant," he said in his office a few minutes before, "we must take action. I'm sorry to put you in this situation, I know how much you care for him, but it is inevitable. " There was no way to change his mind, to convince him that such a thing in their initial plan, was not even remotely intended. Grant repeated that he would have thought, keep in mind, get ready to the question whether, but even that probably would have cushioned the blow. Join
own studio, the tower block in DC, and sits at his desk mechanically. "I do not know how to tell you," begins after a moment, leaning his forehead with one hand, "but I must tear myself away from you. It seems that the public does not like our collaborations, DiDio said that your personality comes out corrupted. I do it for your own good, you know? "
stops, take a deep breath and, without looking up from the desk, he continues: "Do not worry, I will make sure personally that you fall in good hands. And then, we always find ourselves in the crossover numbers or special, no? " A slight knock on the door and open it later it breaks again. He looked to be in front of the frowning Frank, still in the doorway. "Are you ready?" Asked the designer, advancing cautiously into the room.
Grant sighed a second time and then, gravely, nodding. Then collects the notepad from the desk - the one on which he had sketched stories about Robin for the next ten months - and after throwing a long look at the sad picture of Damian Wayne pasted on the cover, hands it to another.
"If that bastard Miller dares to wring a single hair, I swear ..." begins, but the hand of Frank, who leans on his arm cut off any possible threat. "I know, man, I know," reassure him. "You'll see that'll be fine." And, after giving him another pat on the back for mo 'encouragement, you start outside the office. Grant watches him go out and shut the door behind him feeling powerless in his heart, though, knows that this separation will not last long, sooner or later, it is certain that he will get it back, were also used to kill every single writer DC. This and more, for his pupil.