Arthur, Eames, and Tim Drake, in a Canadian shack. This was started as a series of comment-fills for [personal profile] aphelant, [personal profile] anatsuno and [personal profile] puckling, and continued because I am fucking cold and reading about huddling for warmth makes me feel better. This is a sequel to my Eames/Dick Grayson fic, Walkover. If you are not familiar with Dick Grayson and Tim Drake, you....don't actually need to know that much about them, other than that they were both at one time Robin to Bruce Wayne's Batman. Looks-wise, in my head at least Tim looks like a young JGL, and Dick Grayson looks like Santiago Cabrera (Lancelot in Merlin).

"Canadian Tire reported the most important piece of sports journalism of the decade when they tracked down the guy who clearly spent his adolescence gently boning Jonathan Toews in a shack next to Lake Winnipeg, and that’s still not as great a story as the one I’m about to tell you about Eric Bittle and Jack Zimmermann.