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The fight at the mall hadn't last very long, but it added to another police report Robin would have to do. As they returned to the Titan's Tower, most everyone went back to sleep, but Robin grabbed another coke from the fridge and went to take his place in front of his computer again. He had to get this police reports in before he went to bed. He wasn't too tired right now anyway.
Robin opened his laptop and begin to work more on the police report, when he noticed there was already a message left from his open IM.
DS: Have fun with Mad Hatter?
That was who had broken into the mall. Robin wondered if the guy had been close by, but he couldn't recall anyone sitting on any benches near the mall when they had gotten there. Maybe he'd been walking and typing on his phone and that's how he'd clued Robin into the break in while in the meantime running away.
Red Bird: Being shipped to jail as we speak.
Robin replied and then minimized the chat and continued with his original police report. Another message popped up.
DS: That didn't answer the question.
Red Bird: What was the question?
DS: I asked if you had 'fun' with taking down the Mad Hatter?
Red Bird: It was easy enough.
DS: You're avoiding the question again. Easy doesn't equal fun.
Robin paused. What did this guy want from him? Did he have fun taking out these villains? He supposed it was a little fun, but Robin didn't do the job to have fun, he did it to protect people. So in the end, it didn't matter if it was fun to take on the villain or not. But still, Robin decided to answer the guy and try to get him to stop IMing.
Red Bird: Yes, I had fun. But I have work to do now.
DS: So do I. Perhaps we should talk another time.
Red Bird: Sounds good. Working on one of your speeches?
DS: Actually, yes, along with other things.
Red Bird: Well good luck. Send me that time and location and I'll attend it.
DS: I'm sure you'll be there.
Red Bird: I will as long as the hero job doesn't get in the way.
DS: Who knows, maybe I'll motivate you to have a better sleeping habit.
Red Bird: Oh ha ha. You can't be one to talk. Is that what your next speech is over though? Sleeping habits?
DS: No, but I won't tell you what it's over. I'll leave that as a surprise for you.
Red Bird: Well, good luck on your speech.
DS: Oh, I'm sure it will get a reaction from my audience.
Red Bird: Good or bad reaction?
DS: Probably bad, but as I said. That's the point of my speeches. To make them pissed at me so they'll do something good and prove me wrong.
Red Bird: You know, you might have more of an audience if you didn't pissed the off.
DS: But it wouldn't be as fun. Plus, as I said before, they can't seem to stay away anyway. They'll always come back.
Red Bird: Do you ever just give them a normal motivating speech?
DS: Never. They're not looking for a normal motivation speech from me. They expect it to piss them off and possibly even scare them a little.
Red Bird: You should surprise them one day with a normal one just to see how they react.
DS: They would likely be very confused and angry. They would accuse me of having an alternative motive and likely one might seek out my home address to interrogate me.
Red Bird: …What kind of audience do you speak to?
DS: They're a peculiar kind of group. Determined to do the right thing, but occasionally need a push to remind them what path to take. They're also very stubborn and rash in decisions sometimes. I try to teach them to be more focused and rational even when emotions are high.
Red Bird: Sounds like you give great speeches then. I wonder why only five people only ever come.
DS: Well, I host on a private line. I do speeches over the internet. Only people with the private line can see the speech. So, unless they gave other people the private line, it's just going to be them receiving the motivational speeches for now.
Red Bird: Oh.
DS: Anyway, you and I both have work waiting. I won't keep you from doing your job.
Red Bird: Thanks. Talk to you later.
DS: Bye.
Robin returned to doing his police file now completely intrigued by the stranger. He wondered if the stranger did private motivational speeches because he was too shy or too under confident to do one in front of a larger audience. The only motivational speeches Robin ever had was from Bruce or occasionally one of his team members. He also wondered about the audience. The stranger seemed to have some personal connection with the audience. Perhaps he only did speeches for his family or friends? Still why would he aim to piss off his family or friends with his speeches?
Robin considered these questions until all his work was done for the night. It was now around 5am. Robin debated on just heading to the gym and getting a nap later, but decided against it, wanting some sleep in case a villain decided to do something later today. He would need to be at his best to fight off villains. So Robin laid down pondering the stranger's conversation as he drifted to sleep.
AN: Sorry for the looooong wait. I've been super busy. Hopefully, I'll start getting some chapters out more quickly now.