Tim was sitting in his room eating his chocolate cake, bored out of his mind. He was checking his email, when an alert popped up letting him know he had a new message in his 'other' email account. The subject was simply URGENT! With a sigh, he put down his half eaten piece of cake, and opened the email.
Dear Timmy,
HAHAHA!!! I did it! I'm the MASTER! I win! I got it! Oh, and you were right he does wear designer underwear. DON'T ASK! Trust me, you do not want to know; but I got the coat! Captain Jack Harkness, eat your heart out! Oh, and you too, Timmy! You said I couldn't do it! You said no one was that good. Well, HAHAHA, I did it! I'm the best Robin, and don't you forget it! I would just like to say, "HAHA," from your big brother. Oh, and who was it that said, "Don't bet what you aren't willing to lose?" Thanks for playing. Please try again.
Tim just stared at the email for awhile before finally hitting reply.
Dear Evil,
I'm sorry I actually thought you had morals and boundaries. I'm sorry I didn't know you would make a pact with the devil. I am ashamed to call you family, and I'm sure Bruce would be too. You disgust me! Have fun eating all of those pudding-pops I'm going to be forced to make you. I hope you choke on one. Oh, and you aren't allowed to see me until you have showered thoroughly. You are an evil, evil little man.
He hit send, and was about to shut the laptop when he received a reply.
AWWWW, how cute--Timmy is sulking. You better get in the kitchen and start making some pudding-pops because I'm hungry. If you're nice I may even let you hold the coat --you know Captain Jack Harkness's coat, the coat no one could possibly get their hands on. Yeah, that coat.
Tim deleted the email without responding, and shut his laptop. He was better than that. Hell, he was better than all of it. He was…going to take a shower, a long, long shower.
The End