Disclaimer: I don't own Robin, because people know I'd do this to him at times, so they won't let me have him. I actually don't own any of the DC characters appearing in this story... it's an evil world. I also do not own the lyrics I have chopped up to use as titles!

WARNINGS: FLUFF, M-PREG, OOC-ness, Cat-boy!Robin and SEQUEL. Make sure you got your shots!

This is a story from the Circus Freak universe.

Here are all the stories connected to the Circus Freak universe to date (January/February 2011) I hope I haven't missed any! Tell me if I have, please?

The ones in bold letters are the ones you really SHOULD read before reading this one… The numbers are the chapter-numbers of the drabble, so you'll find them faster…

In "Delightful Drabbles":

53: Circus Freak

57: Catty Valentines!

58: Kitty Litter

62: Kitty Snippet, Halloween 2009

75: Kitty Negotiations

In "Christmas Drabbles 2010":

03: Angelic Lust

I don't know how many will read this, but I'd love reviews and PICTURES! After this is done, or as we get farther along, I'd LOOOOOVE to see some art from this universe… just hinting here… ;)

The chapters are really short, just around 4 pages each, but this is because I plan to update every other day or so… and you can always give me a reason to update as soon as possible if you want to… like that you have a bad hair day… that might be a good enough reason, I don't know… ;) It is all written, 17 chapters.

My beta this time was the lovely Kiratoya, but the gods were against us and brought blizzards, illnesses and homework, so some chapters, further on, might be un-beta…ed? Any remaining mistakes are mine, but cookies for corrections apply as usual!

Well, even though we have the gods against us, I boldly post this chapter and hope the whole ff-site won't shut down to keep people from reading it.

Kitty Litter of a Different Kind

Part 1: I Got My Mind Set On You

"UUUURRRRRGGGHHHHH!"

"Wow, there's nothing as romantic as hearing someone throw up in the morning, is there?" Red muttered. His words, however, didn't escape Robin's sensitive ears.

"Come in here and tell me that to my face, you little piece of shit! This is all your faul-UUUUURRRGHH!"

"Oh fuck," X winced.

"Will you ever learn?" Slade smirked, just happy not to be in trouble. "Robin? I brought you the pregnancy-test."

"You… actually went and bought one? Just like that?" Red asked wide-eyed.

"Yes, I believe that is what most people do when they want to find out if someone is pregnant…" Slade said dryly, refusing to see anything weird in the situation. "Really, Red X, you need to grow up. If this test is positive, you'll be buying diapers soon enough."

The thief paled.

"You… you mean I can't steal them?"

"Of course you-"

"No, he can't!" Robin hissed from the bathroom.

"-can't," Slade finished smoothly, without missing a beat. "You are going to be a father. You need to be responsible."

"Hey, no need for ugly words!" Red objected. "Anyway, feeling better now, kitten?" he asked through the door.

"Yeah…." Robin mumbled. "Slade, bring me the test, please?"

Ten minutes later Robin came out of the bathroom, waving the test-stick and beaming.

"I am going to have a baby!"

"Are we allowed to take some credit for that now, or is it still our fault?" Red asked dryly.

"Oh, every time something bad happens, it's your fault," Robin clarified, his ears perkier than ever.

"Sounds fair," Red shrugged and caught the cat-boy in an embrace and swung him around. "Congratulations, 'mum'! You're not gonna get fat, are you?"

"Red! Don't manhandle him! He's pregnant!" Slade growled and pulled Robin protectively towards him.

"Oomff!" said Robin, who had collided rather hard with the man's chest. "Hey, I'm not gonna break!" he snorted. His eyes glittered, though, showing that he really didn't mind the situation at all. He reached up and wound his hands around the man's neck.

"So… you happy too?"

"Yes," Slade smiled. "But you are going to take another test in week or so, just to make sure. Then I'm going to contact the man I found who told me about the Ferocitas, and get some help." The mercenary seemed to mentally go over a long checklist, making Robin wonder if he had planned ahead.

"Yes, Sir!" the teen grinned, and then suddenly let go of the man. "Oh, I have to call Bruce!"

Robin had been in contact with the man during the last year, but only through email and phone, sending reports and sharing information about the situation in Jump in general. The man knew he had left the Titans, but hadn't argued much about it. Batman preferred to work alone, and didn't question Robin's choice. In fact he had been rather proud of his young charge, especially when he had seen the effect on the crime in the city, which had dropped considerably.

There were one or two things Robin had forgotten to tell him, however, so when they saw each other face to face a few minutes later, Robin had no idea what the man was staring at.

"Hi Bruce! I got news!"

"I… can see that…" the man said slowly.

"It shows?" Robin asked and looked down. "No, it doesn't! What do you mean?"

"Your… ears…"

"My..? Oh… Oh-oh…"

Bruce saw Robin glance off screen at someone, but then the teen focused on him again.

"I forgot to tell you that, huh…?" he said and something swished behind him. Bruce's eyes widened.

"You have a tail too? Is this some kind of spell? What happened?"

"Well… it all started on my birthday last year…" Robin began.

"Last year?"

"Are you listening or yelling?" Robin said flatly. "Thought so. Well, then… yeah… as I said, last year…"

When the teen had finished his story about his transformation and what it meant, ultimately causing him to leave the Titans, Batman put his head in his hands briefly, a very weird gesture for the masked hero, but one that Robin had, occasionally, seen before. Expecting a lecture of a life-time, Robin's ears fell a bit.

"Robin… I'm… sorry."

"I-you… what?" Robin blinked, faltering on the verge of defending himself.

"When I took you in, a woman from the circus came to see me. She told me that you belonged to this… I think she said sacred family or something. Her English wasn't exactly easy to understand, I'm afraid… I even remember the word Ferocitas … I was going to look into it, but… life got a little crazy after that and… Robin, I am sorry, I forgot…"

"Oh… wow… I mean, that's okay, Bruce, it really is… I don't know much about it either, it's not like it's easy to find anything…"

"I'll help you," the man said determinedly. "I'll pull every string there is, I promise."

"Thanks! It would be great, because I really need more info right now… cause… cause…" Robin broke off, as he wasn't completely sure how to tell the man.

"He's pregnant," Slade said, walking past the screen behind Robin, disappearing again on his way to the other side of the room.

"You're… who's… you're… who?" Bruce stuttered, and then settled for the question his mind was able to process at the moment. "Who was that?"

"Err… I might have forgotten a few more things…" Robin obviously tired to make himself look small. "That was Slade, my lover."

"Slade as in Slade Wilson!" Bruce gaped, as his internal cross-reference system matched the man's name with his build and eye-patch.

"Err… yes, and-"

"I'm the other thing he forgot," Red swaggered into view. "Hi! Red X here. I bet you've heard of me?"

"Err… no? Who are you?" Bruce felt like this had to be candid camera.

"My… other lover?" Robin squeaked.

"Your oth-"

"What do you mean you haven't heard of me? I'm the best thief in Jump! Hell, I'm probably the best on the continent!" Red X crossed his arms and glared at the Dark Knight.

"Thief?" Bruce repeated tiredly.

Red X huffed and walked off screen again.

"Used to be!" Robin hurriedly explained. "They gave that up when they started helping me to learn how to work with my new abilities… well... mostly they did…" Robin mumbled as they had agreed not to ask too many questions, and the men clearly still worked with something. "Anyway, I would never have been able to be a hero again without them!"

"Robin… I… I know I taught you to do anything to stop crime, but I didn't exactly mean this…" Bruce said in a rather exhausted and empty voice.

"Please don't be angry?" Robin asked and Bruce got a first taste of 'kitty-eyes', complete with a pouting bottom lip.

"I… I'm not angry, Robin…" he answered. "I'm… a little bit too shocked…"

"Don't worry, you are taking it extremely well," Slade said, coming into view once more, placing his hands on Robin's shoulders. "It is a bit much, I suspect. Robin's appearance, the fact that he's living with two men… and that he's pregnant."

"Yes… preg… how did that-? I mean when-? I mean… are you sure?" Bruce asked.

"Yeah, well, this little thing says so…" Red said, coming up to the screen and showing Bruce the pregnancy-test. "How do these things work anyway?"

"It measures the amount of hCG hormone in the urine," Slade explained.

Red X stared at the stick.

"You mean that he peed on this! My God, why didn't anyone say anything? Waving this around like- GOD!" the teen hurried off to the bathroom, presumably to wash his hands.

"Please excuse him; he's a bit of an idiot," Slade told Bruce firmly. "Obviously we are hoping for the child to be mine."

"Yeah, if you want it to be ugly," Red yelled from the bathroom.

Robin just grinned.

"I love them," he purred.

"I… see…" Bruce said, though he obviously had his doubts. "So... you… are sure a regular pregnancy test will work in this case?"

"There's no reason for it not to," Slade told him, sounding slightly insulted. "We'll take a confirmation test later, though, and if that is positive…"

"I'm knocked up!" Robin chirped happily.

"I'm…" Bruce took a deep breath. "I'm going to be a grandfather?"

Robin beamed, and Bruce noted how Slade relaxed slightly. He hadn't even known the man was tense until his body-language changed.

"Yup! Will you tell Alfred?"

"I will. Slowly. I don't want him to have a heart attack… one person is enough…" he muttered and put a hand on his chest. "What else do you need?"

"What do you mean?" Robin asked and cocked his head to the side.

"I already promised to look into the research-part, but do you have a safe place to live? What about equipment? Clothes? Doctors?"

"You don't have to-" Robin started.

"Oh, yes I do, young man. I'm getting involved," Bruce said sternly.

"Why did that sound like a threat?" Red X whispered.

"Because, in a way, I'm sure it was," Slade smirked. "We appreciate any help, Mr. Wayne. Oh dear. Robin? Did you forget to tell him that we know your identities too?"

"Maybe," Robin mumbled.

"If it had been possible, perhaps we should hope the kid is all mine?" Slade suggested with a smirk.

"Gonna give birth to it too?" Robin snorted, than paled. "Birth… I have to…" he rushed off to the bathroom again.

"I have gathered some information myself, and found a contact. I'll send you everything and we can work on this together, what do you say?" Slade suggested, only glancing at Robin's tail as it whipped into the bathroom, seconds before the sounds of someone being sick filtered through into the main room.

"Sounds good, thank you," Bruce nodded. "Don't for a moment think that I won't beat the hell out of the both of you if I think you deserve it, though."

"Fair enough," Slade shrugged.

"Hey, you should be lucky that it was we who bought him!" Red snorted.

"Bought-?" Bruce growled.

"Err… that would be another thing he forgot, right?" Red X groaned.

"BOUGHT!" Bruce roared.

"I'll have Robin call you back in a minute," Slade said hurriedly and pressed the off-switch. Not even he was prepared to face Batman in that mood. Let the kitten handle it.

T.B.C…

A/N: Ah, my dear three readers who have made it this far, would you please review to let me know that you are here? I'd like that very much, although I think there will only be a small group of us. No matter. Let's keep this intimate… ;)

Oh, I was gonna post this tomorrow, but I thought what the heck… I might very well post chapter two of this tomorrow if you want?