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Sparrow and The Teen Titans

After Robin left it was just me and dad, fighting for justice around this empty, quiet, bloody city. I missed fighting back to back with Robin; he is off chasing his dreams while am in Gotham fighting along side my dad. I got depressed when he left. My dad tries everything to make his little girl smile again; nothing works. Not even the super tackle fight. For months he has been trying, the results nothing; nada. The one who ever made me smile was Robin and only Robin; no one else. It was like a secret message of happiness. It was a secret smile and it was only for Robin; no one else in this world. It was reversed for Robin only he could see my smile. To the others I feel dead; not wake or alive when I am around them.

"Lizzy are you, okay?" Robyn asks I just look at her and continue staring outside at rich blue sky, fluffy white clouds and that grassy green grass. "You've been like is for months I am starting to worry about you." When she said, 'I am starting to worry about you.' My eyes got watery; I got up and left the table I ran into the janitor's closet. I slammed the door shut and cried. I felt weak; I couldn't control my emotions anymore. I buried my face into my knees and rocked. I wiped my eyes as a knock on the door appeared it was Janitor Bill.

"Sparrow, what's wrong sweetheart?" As he looks at me. "You don't cry offended. What's wrong?" I didn't answer; the bell rings art class with Ms. Chase. I get up, wipe my eyes, grabbed my backpack and left.

"Hey, look it's Aphrodite!" One boy shouts; another one shouts,

"Rock it, girl." And whistles as I walk pass the idiots as usual. I hold back my emotions from them.

"Where are you going Aphrodite?" I ignore the fact the idiots are following me, someone grabs my arm. "Come on Aphrodite you can tell me." I pull away and bitch slap him. I keep going he tries it again. I punch him; I left him a bloody nose and I called the school nurse on my cell. She ran through the halls as people gathered for him. How pathetic. I think to myself as I head for class.

I finally got to Ms. Chase's class and I locked the door. I turn on my i-Touch to Secret Smile by Semisonic. Head for my easel, aspirin, paint, brush, canvas and got started in silence. Everyone just stares at me as I paint my emotions on canvas. I paint a perfect Robin from my memories. The perfect greens, yellows, reds, skin tone; everything was perfect. I painted him looking at the Batman symbol in the night sky with his cape and hair in the wind; smiling. Once the bottom right corner dried I wrote EMW with a heart on the bottom sideways. I handed it in to be graded and on the back on a piece of the canvas she wrote 110% Amazing, Elizabeth it's the most perfect thing I have ever seen with my two eyes. Are you alright? You look depressed lately. She wrote small on the top left hand corner in red thin tip Sharpie. The bell rang again; it was time to go home. I picked up my backpack and canvas; then left.

I exited that horrible building and waited for Alfred. It was running on three thirty. I called Alfred,

"Alfred, where are you?"

"Your father said I wasn't picking you up today."

"Then who is?"

"You'll find out. Good bye." Click. He was out.

"Alfred? Alfred!" I sighed switched my song to Rose by Anna Tsuchiya translated into English and slid my cell closed; I waited then, I spotted my ride as it pulled into the empty parking lot. A motorcycle? Tim? I am I going insane? He took off his helmet and shook his head so his hair could loosen and get out of his face. He looks straight at me; my jaw drops and my canvas fells on the grass. Tim! He parks it and stands up smiling at me.

"I heard from a chatty bat that a little bird he knew was depressed. And that bat was right." I ran into him, we were hugging and I went deeper and deeper into him. I smiled; his warm hand was touching the back of my head pressing it gently more and more into his shoulder. A single tear escapes my eye; slides down my cheek. He is rubbing my back for comfort, "Do you miss me that much?" I nod; we went back to the tree and I picked up my canvas then, I slide my canvas in a very tall and thin metal basket. It was two inches in width and it's height was four feet tall.

"Let's go home." I speak for first time not calling, just because I wanted to and not forced to speak into a device or anything else. I hop on and ask in question, "Where have you been? I mean serious you have been gone for months."

"I was on a mission."

"What kind of mission?" I asked.

"Well," He thinks for the impossible answer. "Well, it was somewhere west. It was very important and too dangerous for daddy's little girl apparently."

"It's not my fault that I am daddy's little girl. Bruce just loves me more than Helena. No big deal, I can handle anything that you throw at me. Like, like," I paused finding the perfect example. I found it as it shot up in my head. "Like that time with Poison Ivy, Bane, Harley Quinn, Scarecrow and Mad Hatter. I am still alive, no bruises, no scars. I can do a mission on the west coast without killing my self."

"True but, you know how your father is about you doing dangerous things by yourself. He was always there to make sure that you were okay. Shadowman more like than Batman if you ask me." I giggle and response trying not to laugh.

"Yeah, good point. I will probably be the little daddy's girl for life, huh?"

"Yep, most definably a daddy's little girl for life." He grins at me as we park.

"Where are we?" As we hop off and walk.

"The park, you like this one right?" We enter into my favorite park with the fountain and the cherry blossom trees. I start to wonder and question as the Secret Smile pounds in my ears.

"Yeah? What's up surprising me and taking me to the park was the deal? I thought you had a mission in the west coast to deal with?" The just walking around the park and he says,

"Such a little detective just like your old man."

As I put my hands out like claws and/or paws. "Watch out I can claw you, remember?"

"I still feel bad for you." He still feels bad? About that?

"I know and still can't get it. It drives me crazy."

"Oh, the order deal with loving your father while trying to kill him thing?"

"Yeah, it's crazy."

"You ponder about that don't you?"

"Yeah, stalker!" As I run to a big apple tree.

"I am not!" He chases after me; I giggle as I climb the huge tree. "Wait for me!" He shouts.

"Nope." I continue climbing the apple tree. I climb to the inner core of the tree. I find a spot to lean up against a big, huge spot to lie on. I grab one of it children and bite into it. The crunch is the screaming terror of the apple. My teeth sink into it's bloody red skin; n through to it's juicy inner white core. The flavor bursting in my mouth; it's so natural, so ripe, so perfect. He finally makes it up and finds his spot on the tree. I throw him an apple. He chews through his with no problem.

"So, what's going in your world?" He questioned with a mouth full of apple.

"Nothing, really bored all the time without you in Gotham life is a melancholy." He stops biting his apple and looks at me with surprise and I bite into my apple, grin, chew and swallow. I just keep at it as I listen to the song in the silent background.

"Really?" He broke your silence. I had to answer,

"Yeah, of course. You are my brother, my best friend and I thought I lost you, because you disappeared without telling me, your signal was disconnected. Poof you were gone then, I couldn't find you or connect you to make sure you were alright! You were gone out of my life!" I was irked and my flames of anger was washed away by sorrow, One tear; just one escapes my watery eye. "Then, you came back without telling me!"

"I'm sorry, Lizzy." He creeps over to my side of the apple tree.