A/N: So this is the start of my Teen Titan Drabble collection. I plan to have a separate one for Young Justice and I may or my have another for BatFam stories or I might mold them in with the YJ ones. either way. If you are worried about the 'United' series, I'm still working on it. I'm just getting attacked by Plot bunnies all over! TT_TT SAVE ME!

Dangers in Drama:

Robin and his team were just sitting around the coffee table goofing off. Even Raven was enjoying herself openly as Beastboy was retelling an old Doom Patrol story. But he was interrupted in the middle of his telling when the Tv suddenly flicked on and revealed the face of the teams biggest headache.
"Hello Robin. It's nice to see you again."
"Slade!" Robin sneered as he and the rest of the team jumped to their feet to glare up at the man whom had caused them so much heartache.
"Yes, it's been awhile. Almost half a year since Trigon, wouldn't you say?" Slade asked.
"And yet, still not long enough." Robin growled.
"Yeah, man, I thought you were finally leaving us alone!" Cyborg complained.
"I admit, I had the thought." Slade narrowed his eye at Cyborg.
"Then why are you back?" Raven glared at the villain, remembering how he sided with her father only until up at that last minute.
"I have found myself in a position to make a renewed attempt at my own protege." Slade looked back to Robin.
"Slade, I'm never-"
"Hey did you get it yet?" A young, irritated voice called out from the video feed.
"Give me a minute, it's a bit tricky." Another little kids voice replied. The voices were slightly distorted but everyone could make out that they were young boys. Even Slade looked truly confused.
"You're so pathetic Drake. I thought you said you could hack this no problem?" Robin's eyes widened a fraction. No. They wouldn't.
Slade's picture blinked in an out being replaced by a burly picture of something else. Slade could be heard typing away clearly trying to keep his feed.
"I'm being counter hacked!" A boy cried out.
"Don't be a cry baby! Fix it!" the first voice ordered.
"I think I see him." A girls voice joined the others.
"Dicky-bird! Ya there!?" Robin face palmed.
"hold on, I'm going to see if I can set it to a conference type setting."
"This isn't skype, Drake."
"Shut up Dami."
"Oh, god, please, no." Robin whined. His team looked at him strangely just before Slade's picture shrank to half size and another screen showed three young boys and a young girl crowded around a home computer. They each wore a domino mask that was obviously too large for each of them except the seemingly oldest.
"ROBIN!" They all four cried out in unison.
"GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" Robin called back, ignoring everyone around him.
"It's either we do this in your room or we set up your computer in mine." "Who's the creepy guy in the other screen?" "Sorry Di-Robin, but you should have called!" "Who's the hottie behind you?" "Are you getting all the bad guys?" "You aren't disgracing father's name are you?" "Ah! You have Pizza that's no fair!" "Who's the other hottie on your left" "Where did you get a robot guy?" "Why is that other guy green?" "Are there any other hotties around?" "What's up with the creepy dude?" "Can you get us some pizza too?"
"What is the meaning behind this!" Slade roared. He did not like to be interrupted. That, and he especially did not like the realization that the kid at the keyboard had piggy backed off his signal to hack into the conversation. Who were these brats?
"You should all be in bed, I'll call in the morning." Robin growled, still ignoring Slade.
"But we wanted to talk to you!" "We saw you on the news!" "Who's Halloween Jack over there?" "Is it true you have a 'Matches Malone'?" "I think it was Red X, idiot." "Have you been training right?" "You still doing pranks?" "Oh! Pull any good ones?" "Agent A misses you!" "Yeah, so does Dad!" "BG got a new boyfriend." "Hey Grayson, how do you do that flip kick? The one you signature? I am currently trying to learn it."
"Gah! One Question at time!" Robin barked.
"WHEN ARE YOU COMING HOME!?" All four said at the same time. Everyone was silent. the only ones that didn't seem surprised were the four kids and Robin, who just sighed and looked at the ground to the side.
"Guys. I'm busy. I'll call you in the morning." Robin muttered.
"No you don't Dicky-Bird! You don't get to run out on us because of Bats and then expect us not to make a fuss!" The oldest of the group on the screen shouted. "It's been almost two years! You missed Baby-bird's first fight at school, you weren't there for BG and Cas's dance recital, I doubt you even knew that Agent A talked Cas into TAKING Dance! Little-Birds been waking up with nightmares ever since you left-"
"I have not!" the kid at the key board wailed.
"Don't even deny it, my room's right next to yours." the oldest glared before turning back to the screen. "Don't get me started on the birthdays and holidays you missed. You owe it to us Goldy! Now get your ass back to Gotham."
"I can't just-"
"Grayson, I am willing to be reasonable and negotiate with you the terms and conditions of your arrival and stay. As we understand it you are in a very good position as the leader of your own league and rag-tag team of wanna be heros. If you come home I am willing to put up with the pranks and random hugging and cuddling for a whole month with no complaints and promise not to attack Drake with the intent to kill." The youngest spoke, surprising everyone who didn't know him as the kid looked like he was four but spoke like an old man. Not to mention how he just described Robin.
"Baby-bird-" Robin started in a soft voice.
"You have to come." The girl spoke, her words sounded awkward, as if english was her second language. "Father is sorry. Agent A will cook much food for you. Cookies all the time."
"Yeah, and I'll help you beat up Jay-bird." 'Little-bird' beamed.
"Yeah right, like either you or Dicky-bird could take me. You might as well try and get Dad to help." Jay-bird sneered.
"Guys. I, fine. I'll go back to Gotham." Robin gave in with a small smile. "But I do have things to finish up first and you guys have to wait for me to call Agent A first. Deal?" Robin asked.
"Deal!" the others called out.
"Shake?" Little-Bird asked.
"How is he going to shake on it through the screen?" 'Baby-bird' scoffed.
"We have a thing." the other boy defended himself.
"Oh forget the thing, Tim. He knows if he doesn't, the next he'll hear from us we'll be making trouble in his town." Jay-bird smirked evilly at Robin through the screen.
"Bed! Now!" Robin called one last time.
"See ya, Robin!" "Night Grayson." "Later Dicky-bird." "Good Night." The children called before the screen turned black and the window could be seen through again.
"Um. Where'd Slade go?" Beastboy asked, being the first to remember how the whole thing started to begin with.

In his hide out Slade was rubbing the temples of his head. When he first realized that the children were the siblings of Robin, he was instantly thinking about how he could use them to get what he wanted from the boy. but the more they talked the more it made his head ache. They live with Batman so he couldn't pull the same stunt on them that he did with the Titans. But then he realized how annoying those high pitched voices of children where. He never really like kids, he loved his own, but they were the only exceptions.
Finally, Slade had decided that the drama was about enough to make his head explode and since he didn't want to die of that, he had waved the white flag and left the little chat. He did have to admit that after being annoyed, he was impressed with the hacking brat. But no.
Robin was one thing, but the drama around him, was too much. even for Slade.

A/N: okay, so this could arguably go in a Batfam collection, but oh well. Either way, I wonder how many heart strings I tugged with this one? ;D

Later!

~K R&R