Author's Note: This is set after Young Justice season 1 and probably is some AU story where Dick Grayson gets genderbent into a female version of himself.

Dick Grayson is 15 years old, Wally is 17 and the rest is kinda confusing.

Wally and Artemis haven't yet retired from the team yet.

Superboy and Megan are still a couple.

Aqualad is still with the team.

CHAPTER-1

When Dick Grayson stumbled out of the rundown telephone booth in Crime Alley, secretly operating as a zeta tube to Mount Justice, he knew to let Wally handle the repairs that evening had not been a smart move on his part.

There were three things that hit him simultaneously when the cold Gotham night greeted him.

The first was, of course, the intense discomfort building at the base of his stomach. He could feel sweat drenching the insides of his Robin suit, making it stick like hot pepper clinging to his skin. Also, he couldn't exactly pinpoint what it was but the costume felt quite out of proportion to him.

Eventually, the sweating and nausea got so bad that he puked on the sidewalk.

The second thing that hit him, after he had rubbed his mouth with the back of his gloves, was how heavy his head felt and when he inspected quite uneasily he came to the shocking conclusion that never in his life had his hair grown as long as it was now - the length of it went past his shoulders.

But both of these developments did nothing to prepare him for the third, because angry as he was with Wally for messing up his night, he was more than ready to strangle the speedster when he noticed the two oddly formed mounds poking out of his chest.

He did not need to be the world's greatest detective to know he was in deep trouble.

"I am afraid Master Grayson is not at home." came Alfred's voice over the Manor gate intercom. "Did you say you were his girlfriend?"

"Alfred!" Dick shouted in a voice a few octaves higher than the one he was accustomed to.

"Yes. That is my name. I see Master Grayson has been quite talkative."

"It's me! I'm Dick!"

"My young lady that is quite a bold claim. Perhaps you wish to say you have quite an avid fascination for our Master Dick?"

"Look, I know you're watching me through a live feed from the camera hidden right above my head. And, I know you're doing all this from the batcave. How would I know that if I wasn't Dick?"

"You have quite interesting ideas Master Grayson's girlfriend."

"C' mon! I'm literally standing here in a Robin costume! How hard can it be to make the connection?"

"Yes. As far as cosplays are concerned, I think it needs a bit more work."

"It's the real thing!" he shouted into the intercom but he knew Alfred wouldn't budge. If there was one thing the butler was good at, being a secret-keeper for a vigilante household would certainly top the list.

"Well, I am sorry to cut this fascinating interaction short but I really must go," he said. "Also, I cannot let you enter seeing as how it's an hour after midnight. Even if you are Master Grayson's girlfriend he is still not allowed to bring girls home at this hour."

"Wait! Don't leave. There's no one-"

Goodbye Master Grayson's girlfriend," Alfred interrupted him as the intercom went dead.

"It's official," Dick said leaning his head against the steel bars of the gate.

"I am so not whelmed"

There were not too many options on Dick's hand as he sat on the rooftop of a church eating a falafel he managed to steal from a street vendor. He felt bad about it for a while but realized that after vomiting his lunch on the sidewalk, the need of filling his stomach was far too great.

As it was though, his situation was not great seeing as how Bruce was now somewhere in South America busting a human trafficking ring and calling him yielded no result because he liked to keep radio silence while working. Dick even tried to zeta back to Mount Justice but the operator no longer recognized him as "B01-Robin" but instead said "Unauthorized Access" which only managed to fuel his frustration.

He had, of course, turned on his phone and put it on selfie mode because he needed to know what he looked like. There weren't that many changes - a few shifts in the jaw-line, softer eyes and lips and of course his hair was longer. All in all, he found this new look so uncanny and horrifying that after ten seconds he switched off the camera and opened his phone contacts.

With no avenues to follow and no one to turn to, he ended up calling the one person he did not want to see that night.

A resounding yawn came out of the other side of his phone when Wally West said, "Dude I get that you and Batman have this nocturnal thing going on but the rest of us folks like to sleep before the sun comes up. Also, you just ruined this sweet dream I was having," at the end of which he yawned again.

"Eleventh and Cross, Gotham City. There's an abandoned church on the street. Be here in five."

"Is it a team thing? I'm sure Megan or Superboy can handle it," another yawn and then a snore.

"Wally!"

"What! Yeah, I'm awake. I'm listening."

"It's not a team thing and get here in five! Also, bring some civvy clothes"

"Hey, your voice sounds weird. Why should I bring clothes?"

"Just get it done."

"Okay," which was followed by a series of snores.

"Dude!" he shouted into his phone only for Wally to jerk awake once more. "If you're not here in five, I won't hesitate in telling Artemis you thought Megan's burnt cookies tasted better than that apple pie she brought for us last week."

There was a sharp intake of breath on the other side of the phone. "You wouldn't!" Wally groaned.

"You do know I work with Batman right?"

"You are a monster. I'm on my way."

"Great!' Dick said cheerfully.

"By the way, when you get here I'm gonna kill you myself."