Chapter Two
The Wayne Mansion 7:35 AM
"And in later news..."
The TV sounded loudly through the dark living room. The blond newscaster was going on about some stolen goods down in town and how the culprit hadn't been captured or identified. Barbara walked through the living room, smiled at Alfred- who was dusting off the mantelpiece- and continued on towards the wide, large staircase, leading upstairs. She headed up the stairs- wearing her school uniform- and carrying a tray of breakfast in her hands. She had made the breakfast especially for Robin, but hadn't tasted the food herself. She wasn't a very good cook. She walked down the dark, silent halls, hoping not to fall. She had never been in a place so dark.
When Barbara got to Robin's door, she stopped and contemplated whether or not she should go in. She didn't bother knocking, because she knew that he was probably still asleep and plus her hands were full anyways. She moved the tray to one hand and turned the cold, golden knob slowly. She pushed the door open and entered into the silent room. Her heart was racing for a reason that she didn't understand and she felt more nervous than she had when she first arrived two days ago.
Barbara closed the door behind her and sat the tray of breakfast down on the nightstand behind Robin's bed. She walked over to the curtain, her ballet flats, patting on the floor as she walked. She grabbed a hold to the dusty, black curtains and pulled them open. The bright son gathered into the room like a swarm of bees gathering into the hive after a day of hard work. Robin squirmed in his bed, covering his arms over his eyes.
"Hey! What're you doing?!" he asked.
"Breakfast." Barbara walked back over to Robin's bed and sat down. Robin pulled the green and red striped blanket up and over his head to block the sunlight.
"Robin!" Barbara said, pulling the blanket off, forcefully and throwing it aside. "It's time for school, you know?"
"What makes you think I'm going to school?" Robin asked with his eyes closed. He searched around the bed with his hands, looking for the blanket, but he couldn't find it. He rolled up in a ball, blocking the light with his arms.
Barbara poked out her lips and pulled at him. "Brought you some orange juice." She said.
"Hate orange juice!" Robin pulled away from her as she pulled at him.
"Good, because I brought you some apple juice just in case you didn't want the orange juice and i happen to know that apple juice is your favorite. And I made you some toast, which is probably soggy now from the jelly and butter... but I brought up some cereal just in case the toast got soggy... aaaaand... I ironed your uniform."
"I'm not going to fight today?"
"I'm talking about for school!" She said angrily, lowering her eyebrows. "Get up! This depression behavior has got to stop!"
"You sound like..." Robin's eyes shot open. He sighed and rubbed his fingers through his messy hair. "Fine! I'm up." he adjusted his mask on his face.
"Do you ever take this off?" Barbara reached for the mask, but Robin slapped her hands away.
"Don't touch the mask." he said in that soothing voice that Barbara liked so much.
"Fine." Barbara smiled. She reached over and grabbed the tray of food. She handed it to Robin.
"I thought you said it was cereal." Robin said, examining the unusual looking food on the plate.
"I lied because i thought you might wake up. I know that you like cereal."
"Stop saying what you know about me. You're scaring me." He messed around with the food with the thin fork. "What is it?"
"Pancakes and hash browns."
"Where are the pancakes?" Robin asked. "This lump of lard?"
"What?"
"I mean this delicious treat of... deliciousness?" he forced a smile on his face.
"Yeah." Barbara smiled. She snatched the fork from him and pushed a gross amount of pancake slush onto it. She shoved it into Robin's mouth. His face turned a sour green.
"Enjoy!" Barbara jumped up. "I'm going to get your uniform ready for you." she rushed out of the room, closing the door behind her. Robin spat the food out onto the floor. He scrubbed his tongue down with his white shirt.
7:55 AM
Barbara walked into the hallway carrying to book bags in her hands. Robin was standing at the door, holding a pair of keys in his hands and looking out of the window as if to be looking at something in the distance. Barbara couldn't help, but stare at him. He was gorgeous. Wearing black pants with a white shirt and green jacket. His boots had metal souls and edges for what Barbara guessed was protection. She could tell that he hadn't brushed his messy black hair and as he put on a black jacket over his green one, he noticed Barbara staring at him.
"What?" he asked.
"That's not the school uniform." Barbara smiled, walking over to him.
"Well, do you know what the school can do with their uniforms? They can shove them up their-"
"Master Robin?" Alfred appeared in the hallway. "Going somewhere?"
"School." Barbara smiled, running over to her uncle.
"Is it so?" Alfred asked.
"Sure is." Barbara kissed his cheek and then rushed past Robin out the door.
"Very well, I suppose." Alfred said. "Going to be rather lonely without you, Master Robin."
"Yeah, well, it wasn't my idea so..."
"Robin!" Barbara called. "We're going to be late."
"See ya, Alfred."
"Splendid."
Robin closed the door and walked tiredly over to his motorcycle where Barbara was waiting. The red, green, and yellow motorcycle sparkled in the sunlight. He climbed on and started it up.
"Get on." he told Barbara.
"Excuse me?"
"Get your ass on the motorcycle." Robin said, pulling his helmet from the handles and handed it to her.
Barbara smiled, deeply as she placed the helmet over her head and buckled it. She climbed on the back of the motorcycle and waited.
"Jesus." Robin sighed. "Must I do everything?" he grabbed Barbara's arms and wrapped them around his waist. "Hold on." he said, making the motorcycle roar through the sounds of outside in the morning. He pressed his foot down on the gas petal and sped off into the distance. Barbara hugged him tightly. It's not that she had never been on a motorcycle before. She just had never been on a motorcycle with ROBIN. This was going to be an exciting ride.