Hi? Ok, I was going to post yesterday, but it turns out, Christmas was busy day. Wow. Sorry!

Thanks to all who reviewed, answers are below.

CatLover2906: Thank you! I'm glad you liked it! Continuing it is. :)

Kevin12347: Mission accomplished. :) Read now and be happy! I hope

Thalia Athene: Jason :)

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Disclaimer: T_T the Team came and told me that technically they specifically are not called Young Justice. So I do not own them.

Of course, since it was almost, that meant that he had seen it. Which meant he had time to get out of the way.

"Batman!" Robin said quickly, flipping out of the way and off of the roof, using his grappling gun to swing onto a fire escape and avoid falling to his death.

He could see Batman turn and take out two Batarangs, throwing them into the darkness.

Robin began to climb as quickly as possible to aid Batman in the fight. "Of course. Of course this would happen just as we're going home." He muttered. "Typical. So not feeling the Aster."

He jumped onto the roof and landed next to Batman. "Whose attacking?" He asked quietly.

Batman grunted. "The Joker. He's the only one who would wrap you up as a present."

Robin smirked. "Nah, Wally's tried. And we both know that Timmy and the Jay bird have managed it."

Batman sighed. "Concentrate on the Battle Robin."

Robin pulled out one of his Batarangs. "Batman, I can't see him at all! Or hear him, or . . . scratch that, move!" He dove to the side, barely avoiding more nets coming from no where.

Batman avoided them as well, and almost as easily as Robin, regained his footing and the two of them disappeared into the shadows.

"Batman, we need to figure out where he is." Robin whispered. Batman nodded towards Gotham park.

"Head that way. If he's trying to catch us, he'll be forced to follow. It will be harder for him to hide there."

Robin nodded and disappeared with his cackle ringing through the air.

Batman just disappeared as well, having gotten used to Robin's disappearances almost as soon as they started.

They met up in the middle of Gotham park and began to wait for the Joker to arrive.

"Little bitty Batsy and little bitty Birdy are trying to ruin my fun!" The Joker sounded just as disappointed as he always did when Robin and Batman discovered him.

"Ha! Knew it." Robin whispered.

The Joker was right behind them about fifteen feet to the left.

Batman and Robin turned as one and both sent Batarangs whirling into the darkness. Joker chuckled from a completely different direction.

"Naughty, naughty! You must both get coal in your stockings! Up so late, poor Santa can never get into your house!"

Robin growled. "You're kidding, right? We've met Santa, and he told us we had his express permission to be out late on Christmas Eve. Unlike you!" He knew that the Joker would hate that.

He was right. The Joker's smile turned into a scowl. "Well little birdy, I'll make you seem so bad that the big red man will only want to ever give you coal!" Joker's scary laugh rang through the park.

Robin rolled his eyes. He was generally pretty good as Dick Grayson, and as Robin, if he was bad, there was generally a reason, like mind control or some other thing.

"Good luck Joker, I don't think that's going to be too easy." He said calmly, stepping to the side just in time to dodge another net. "And why all the nets? Couldn't think of anything more original?"

Robin yelped as suddenly something hit him from behind. For a moment he couldn't see anything.

He felt around him quickly, and almost rolled his eyes when he realized where he was.

Robin was inside a box. Unfortunately it wasn't a regular cardboard box he could break out of immediately, it was a giant metal container.

A giant metal container that probably looked like a Christmas present on the outside.

Robin sighed. There wasn't much he could do to get out of the box, because it was small enough that if he used one of his explosive Batarangs he would get hurt.

Just because Batman had taught him how to fight through pain didn't mean that he should purposefully hurt himself.

Robin pulled one of his special daggers out of his Utility belt. Batman had gotten them both several. The were made out of a special material that could cut through metal.

He began to saw at the box, hoping to get out and return to aiding Batman in the fight.

Suddenly he heard a faint explosion from outside the box, and the Joker began to laugh.

"Jingle bells! Batman smells! Robin laid an egg! Batmobile, lost a wheel, and the Joker got away!" Joker said in a singsong voice.

Robin groaned. That probably meant that Batman was also in a box, probably a box a lot more Bat proof than his own.

This was bad. Robin put his hand to his com link. "Jason, come in." He said in a tired voice. He knew that later Bats would probably kill him, but he was pretty sure that this situation was going nowhere.

"Dude? Where are you! You said you'd convince the guy to let you both take a break tonight!" Jason sounded angry.

"Jay bird, be quiet. Batman and I made a deal, nothing by twelve and we'd come back and take Christmas off." Robin interuppted.

"Ha! Then where are you?"

Robin sighed again. "The Joker attacked us on our way home. Normally it wouldn't be a problem, but he's got us in metal boxes. We can't get out without hurting ourselves."

There was silence on the other end for a moment. "I'm going to contact your team. At the very least Wally. I'm sure that he's seen it anyways. It's on the news." Jason said at last.

Robin sighed in relief. That would work. "Great, thanks Jay bird."

"Oh, and Dick?" Jason said quickly, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I'm going to be wearing one of your spare suits, ok? I want a peice of the Joker for trying to ruin Christmas. And Tim's going to come."

Robin's eyes widened. "Wait! Jason stop it right now!"

There was only static on the other end. Robin cursed. This was not going to be good. Jason wouldn't respond now, he'd be too busy stealing one of his costumes.

"Batman's going to kill me." Robin groaned, laying back against one of the walls.

Batman had started training Jason only about a month before. Batman had said Jason would have a trial period of six or seven months before he would be allowed to fight crime. And Tim was only ten. Batman hadn't even started training him with any of the special family weapons.

Yeah, Batman was going to kill him.

oh dear . . . well, at least Jason's getting the Team. That's good . . . right?

Well . . . maybe.

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