Thought I'd try something different（＾ω＾）. Sorry for not updating in forever!

Y/N - Your name
L/N - last name
H/C - hair colour
H/T - home town

Enjoy and stay crash!
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You were on your way home from school when you head a loud crash from nearby.

"What the fuck, Demon-Spawn?!" A voice shouted. You instantly recognised it. It was Red Hood, or Jason Todd. But he was a fictional character, he couldn't possibly be here.

'Why on earth is someone who sounds exactly like Jason and is shouting about Damian doing here?'  You thought, before travelling toward the sound to investigate.

"Umm, are you okay?" You asked the figure, who was wearing a brown biker jacket and a red helmet, exactly like Red Hood.

He span around and pointed a gun at you. You instantly held your arms up in surrender. "Hey hey hey, watch where you're pointing that thing. And, if you don't mind me asking, why are you in a random street in H/T cosplaying Red Hood?"

He lowered his gun and walked closer to you. "I am Red Hood." Came his simple reply.

"Wait, what?" You asked, in disbelief.

"I just in Gotham sparring with that Demon Spawn when he threw something at me and I end up here!"

"Okay, by 'Demon Spawn' do you mean Damian? As in, Damian Wayne?"

"How do you know that?!" He shouted, pinning you to a wall and holding his gun at your head.

You gave a small yelp, before regaining your composure, replying to his question.

"Okay, let me go and I'll explain."

He backed away from you and put the gun away.

"On my Earth, your world is fictional. And is portrayed in comics and films. I know all of your identities and origins. I also know Joker killed you and you were brought back to life by Ra's Al Ghul in the Lazarus pit. God, that was too formal." You explained, trying your best not to fangirl over the fact that Jason Todd, the Red Hood, was stood in front of you. Okay, so maybe you had a teensy little crush on him. Okay, more like a giant one. But you didn't want to come across all weird to him!

He narrowed his eyes through his helmet. "So, do you have any idea how I can get back to Gotham to beat that Demon Spawn to a bloody pulp?"

"Not entirely, but I can try to figure out what Damian threw at you so we can use something like it to get you back? But first, take off your helmet. You don't want to be drawing any attention to yourself."

Reluctantly, Jason complied and pressed a button at the back of it, before taking it off.

"Come on, I'll take you to my apartment so we can figure this whole thing out. Oh, I'm Y/N, by the way. Y/N L/N."

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"Jay?" You called out through the small apartment. You had figured out that Damian must've thrown some sort of universe-changing object at him, and wanted to ask him if he knew anything like that.

You reached the living room to find Jason lying on the couch, watching Young Justice. He was laughing his head off.

"I can't believe Dickie-Bird founded this team! Or that Timmy was in it too!" He shouted

"Weren't you in it at one point? And how do you not know this stuff already?"  You questioned. Maybe you could find a real answer to the question that he was in it before he died.

"Mmhmm." He answered with a mouthful of chips "I was in it, but only for like, three weeks. And being dead does stuff to the memory. I guess I wasn't around when my replacement was in it. Might explain why my hologram's in the grotto."

You nodded at his answer. "Anyway, I figured out that Damian must've thrown something at you that alternated your universe. Do you know of anything that can do that?"

"Well," he started, eating more chips, "there is that button thing Tim invented once. It changes whereabouts you are in the galaxy, but I didn't know it could change your universe."

You sat down next to him and rested your head in your hands. "I guess if th-" you were cut off by the sound of a crash through the door. It was coming from your bedroom. You got up and walked over to investigate.

"Tim? Oh my God why is today so weird? Am I sure this isn't a dream?" You pinched yourself to check, and when nothing happened you just looked at Tim in his Red Robin costume, a shocked look across his face and an unamused one in yours.

"JASON! Get in here! Your brother's here!" You shouted to the living room. Tim still stood there, unable to speak, until his face lit up a little when Jason entered.

"Oh, great. Tim's here." He said sarcastically "Any chance you'd be able to help me back to Gotham?"

Tim nodded before explaining "Damian came running to me saying he threw my Galaxy-changer at you, and you just disappeared. He said he checked the tracker in your helmet and you weren't even in our galaxy. So, I made a load more that should hopefully take us back, then pressed the button myself and ended up here. Along with all the new ones I made. Hopefully at least one of them work."

You looked at Tim hopefully. "Well, I guess you better try. It was... Cool meeting you two. And, Jason?"

"Yeah?"

"I kinda might have a crush on you."

"Well, that makes this a whole lot easier." He said, before pulling you towards him and kissing you. Your lips moulded together perfectly. He swiped his tongue over your bottom lip, and you parted your lips slightly for him. He explored your mouth with the pink muscle, then he pulled away. "Over the time I've stayed here, It might've gotten easier to tolerate you than my brothers. In other words, I like you too."

You smiled and blushed at him.

"Geez, get a room you two." You looked at Tim, eyes widened. You completely forgot he was there.

"Sorry." You muttered at him.

"Don't be." Jason moved some of your H/C hair out of your face, then he looked over at Tim. "Well, are we going to go or not?" He asked. Tim handed him a few of the buttons. Jason left the room with them before returning with a note. He handed it to you.

"Open it when we go." He told you, then he nodded at Tim. They both pressed one of the buttons and disappeared. 'Must've worked.' You thought, then sighed slightly.

You had had a relatively good night, you had finished watching a series of Young Justice from when you had put it on for Jason. Suddenly, you remembered about the note he gave you. You rummaged around in your pocket and picked out the folded paper.

This is one of Tim's button thingys, if life ever gets boring or bad wherever you are, just press it and it'll take you to my apartment. Probably. You're welcome to come live with me. And if you do, bring that Young Justice box set you have. I can't wait to show it to Dick. He'd be so confused.

- Jason

PS. You're beautiful.

You smiled at the note and looked at the small button taped to the bottom of it. You'd think about his offer.

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See! There you go, Jason. A chapter just for you

Jason: Thanks Goldie! *hugs Goldie*

Stay crash,
Goldfinch67