Conner: Kory told me that instead of being sad, I should go get it, girl. So I’m going to go get it, girl.
Donna: Get what?
Conner: Unclear. I’ll get everything, just to be safe.
Tag: Kory Anders
Donna: Dick, Kory is a queen.
Dick, lovingly: I know.
Donna: No, I mean she’s a literal queen.
Dawn: I agree. Kory is amazing.
Donna: You don’t understand. She’s an alien princess.
Rachel: She certainly is.
Donna: *Proceeds to spend three hours trying to get her point across and trying to explain Tamaranean monarchy to the team before giving up*
Dick: Kori and I are having a baby!
Rachel: That’s grea-
Dick *Slams adoption papers on the table*: It’s you! Sign here!
dick: i’m a lonely soul with and no one can pierce my armor
kory: hey
dick: it started when i was born
kory: how long have you been watching me sleep
dick: twelve hours
kory: okay the normal amount for you
dick: anyway that’s photo 104 of 5000 of my beautiful wife
dick: i sure hope she’s not out there, realizing she’s an alien
donna: what?
dick: that would SUCK
Kory: *horrified, with her palms still smoking* I’m sorry I almost killed you.
Dick: *heart eyes* That’s all right. I need to be more careful next time.
~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~
And all he had been trying to do was tickle her from behind as she prepared breakfast for them, Rachel and Gar.
Listening to Dick and Kory argue for about the hundredth time on their road trip…
Gar: *drinking the Capri Sun that Kory stuffed in his sweater pocket* Are you picking up on the chemistry that’s going on?
Rachel: *rummaging through the backpack that Dick packed for her* It’s like they’re married.

Dick: *scoffs* @spaceprincessem What, you actually think we’re like some married couple? So maybe Rach and Gar kind of need parents right now. And maybe we’re “co-parenting” or whatever. But does that automatically make us marr–
Kory: Dick, who’re you talking to?
Dick: No one, Hone– Kory! I meant, Kory.