Jason Todd

When you ran out of places to live, Jason "kindly" let you stay in his apartment (Or at least that's the official version. The truth is that you walked in without permission and settled in with the ease of an uneradicated parasite). Like the nosy person you are, you always opened his packages before he did. That day, a huge box arrived, unlabeled. As soon as you started to tear the tape, Jason, who was eating in the living room, jumped up.

—Are you crazy?! It could be a bomb, you idiot!

But you had already opened it; inside there were no explosives, but a giant, round plush toy of Red Hood in an adorable version. There was a long silence. Jason looked at him with an expression of absolute offense, picked him up carefully… and when he squeezed it, there was a small, squeaky “bang”.

—I'm going to kill someone

he muttered, red with anger, although, curiously, he did not let go of it immediately.