Hey guys! I'm Gadget!

I put a lot of spaces in my writing because it makes it easier to read.

Don't you think?

Anyway, this is my first fanfic that I'm posting! I have about 50 already written in some random notebooks, lol. I really like fan pairings. My fav are Traught (Robin/Dick & Artemis) and Wonderbeetle (Cassie & Jaime). Of course, I like canons like Spitfire and Supermartian , but I really really love fanpairings. A lot.

Moving on~ This one is Traught! I decided to kind of make it like half an AU. This takes place in SEASON ONE, before Rocket and Zatanna. I prefer to pretend they got onto the Justice League from the get-go. But here's the catch;

Dick doesn't know Artemis is Artemis, and Artemis doesn't know Dick is Robin.

What if it wasn't as obvious for the boy wonder to read her like a book? And what if the team's baby bird was just as easy to conceal?

Dick is also going to be very famous in this story, as he was once the youngest member to a world famous circus as well as the first ward Bruce Wayne took in.

So in this story, Dick is 16, and Artemis is 17 and a half, but Dick shall be in some of her classes due to his ability to skip grades. I've finally decided almost the whole Bat-clan will be in this one, meaning Dick, Jason, Tim, Dami, Steph, Cass, Bruce, and Alfred. I'm still not sure about adding Barbara. What do you think? I kind of want a friend, like female friend, of Artemis's for her to talk to, and I'm debating between Babs and Bette. Anyway, read, rate, review, and enjoy!

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Artemis needs money. Fast.

Not only are there bills to pay, but her mom needs medicine and they are a week from eviction. So when she sees the small, printed out sign saying 'BABYSITTER NEEDED' at school on the big cork bulletin board, she didn't think twice before scribbling down the number underneath it.

"Hello?" a male voice answers tiredly. The age is anonymous, maybe near hers. There's a lot of screaming going on in the background.

"Hi, my name is Artemis." she says, trying to sound somewhat professional. "You put up up a babysitting ad?"

"Yes! Are you interested?" he asks, perking up immediately.

"I am. What are the work days?"

He hesitates for a moment.

"Monday through Friday, 3 to 6."

Artemis sighs in relief. School ends at 2:30, and she can easily blow by her homework while babysitting. Usually if team stuff comes up, it's no earlier than 7 or 8, and ends at 9 or 10. That leaves about an hour or so for herself before she gets to bed only on super-heroine days, and a good few hours when she can just be Artemis Crock, which isn't too shabby at all.

"Great. When do I start?" she says in a joking matter. It seems like he's relieved too, because he laughs off the slight nervous tone that he had before.

"ASAP. My name is Dick, by the way. You're going to be taking care of five very rambunctious kids, if you take the job. Think you're up to it? Oh, and how old are you?" he asks.

Artemis grins to herself. She might not have taken care of many kids, but she certainly knows how to. "I think I can take it. I'm seventeen, by the way." She decides he's probably pretty close to her age.

"Can you drive? Do you have all of your vaccines? Do you smoke? Have you been arrested?" he quizzes her quickly.

"Umm… Yes, yes, no and no." She responds, then adds, "Did a pass?"

He chuckles lightly from the other end of the phone. "Yes. Uh... I think that's it. Do you by any chance go to Gotham Academy?"

"I do." Artemis starts to wonder exactly who he is.

"Awesome. So do I. We'll meet up tomorrow, after school how about? Outside of the school doors?" he offers.

"Sure. See you then." Artemis says, and the two hang up. She briefly wonders what he looks like. There are a ton of kids in Gotham Academy she doesn't know, especially having only started going there less than a month ago. He could be a freshman or a senior, he could be of average garden variety or easy on the eyes. At the moment, though, she's a little too overjoyed to care.

Artemis looks at her small desktop clock. 3:00. To think, in two days, she might be working for money; real money. Not the stupid minimum wage jobs she now hates like McDonald's and Starbucks; a babysitting salary. A euphoric feeling rises in her; this job couldn't be more perfect.

Artemis walks into Mount Justice, shivering off the tingly feeling the Zeta tubes give her. Nobody's in the room but Robin, who happens to be paddleballing upside-down on the couch watching TV.

"You're a weird kid, boy wonder." Artemis mumbles, going to the fridge and grabbing a water bottle.

"Hello to you too, Artemis!" Robin says, mock cheerily.

Artemis rolls her eyes.

"What's got you so happy today?" Robin asks, seriously.

Artemis narrows her eyes. Normally, she would ask why in the world he came to that conclusion. She wasn't acting happy in the least bit. At least she thought she wasn't. But now being of the team for a while, she's starting to pick up everyone's annoying little knacks. Then again, she probably would ignored him completely if she wasn't in a good mood.

She shrugs. "Good grade on a test."

Robin nods, though he knows she's lying. He really doesn't care much. He does it too. And there's a silent moment of understanding between the two.

Artemis pauses. "So, what's up with you?"

"Paddleballing." Robin says, grinning. "So far I'm at 2,476."

"How long have you been doing that?" Artemis asked, a hint of disbelief in her voice.

"...I lost track of the time."

"Smooth. It's… 7:19."

Robin jumped up and flung the paddleball into the corner of the room.

"Crap. See ya Artie!" He said, running into the Zeta tube.

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That chapter was really, really short, so I'll update really, really, soon. I'm not one of those people who live on reviews. I'll continue this anyway! Even if you guys think that was terrible, tell me! But, tell me why it was terrible. Thanks!