Chapter 2- Robin

The way she dances- well its like the way she made tea. It's very careful and precise, both lack any sweetness, but both are efficient. It's almost mechanical. I can feel her nerves through the bond. She's a bit scared of dancing, probably doesn't know how.

So then I did something that might have killed me, both physically and socially. I started to dance myself. And not the ballroom waltzes that I learned to do when I was 7- no actual dancing. It was horrible and I felt really stupid- especially when she stopped dancing altogether to stare, eyebrow raised, as if to say 'what the hell are you doing?'.

Needless to say I was surprised when she actually laughed and joined with. We looked probably like we were mentally challenged; yet it was fun.

A few hours later, immediately after everyone left, Raven raided the closets in Bruce's (My adoptive father) closets, finding something more suitable to wear.

Naturally, as there were no girls living there, there were only guy's clothes, but she still managed to find something that she appeared to like better than the lovely pink dress she wore earlier. She wore a pair of blue basketball shorts and a large black t-shirt over it. I chuckled; she'd been dying to get out of that dress.

"Time for the Easter egg hunt!" I announced to her.

She just raised her eyebrow at me-again- and asked, "What are you, five?"

Damn. I needed her to go along with this- there was a surprise at the end that I wanted her to have.

So I answered, "Six, actually, and even though you're well over 80 you're still playing."

She just grunted, but didn't protest further.

"Okay, the rules are, one hour. At the end of the hour the one with the most eggs wins. The winner gets a prize," I explained. The rules were simple enough, though I decided not to mention the fact that I helped hide them and knew exactly where they were.

She gave a competitive smirk before starting off. Blocking my head from hers so she couldn't read my thoughts and locate the eggs, I quickly went to the hiding spots and retrieved the eggs.

Normally, I wouldn't cheat. But I needed to win for my idea to work. And well, with her being Raven and very capable and (though she would never admit it) competitive, the only way to ensure that I would win without a doubt was to cheat.

So naturally, at the end of the hour, I wound up with the most eggs (much to her dismay).

She sighed. "Well, blunder boy, what's the prize?"

I grinned. It couldn't hurt to gloat a little. She, of course, glared.

"Well you won, what do you want then?" she asked.

I pretended to mull it over even though I knew exactly what I was going to do. No need to look like I planned to win.

I walked over to her, and with a big smile plastered on my face, I asked, "Hmm, what do I want?"

She just rolled her eyes. "I'm not getting any younger, you know," she replied, her voice layered with sarcasm.


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