I'm actually surprised people liked this! Thank you all for reviewing though! You put me into a great mood! (I type this as I'm about to go to bed, so the A/N or whatever it's called may be way different… That's women for you though! Gotta love us and our mood swings… unless you're like my dad and you say you just love us because we can cook and clean… but he's a racist bastard, so what does he know?
Disclaimer: I claim the idea of this for me, but the Simpson's probably already did it. *South Park Reference* I OWN NOTHING
As a sidekick and as a hero, Robin had seen some pretty weird stuff. He'd seen the cool weird that you laugh about, the questionable weird that made him doubt himself and the kind of weird that made him want to claw his eyes out and drill a hole through his head just so the thought would leak out. What he saw when he opened his eyes was a new level of weird though. It was strange enough to make him cry out and scramble back, waking both Kaldur and Wally. When they opened their eyes, they cried out in surprise too, ultimately waking up Artemis, Conner and Megan who cried out at the sight too.
"What's going on?" Megan asked, her voice higher pitched and younger.
No one knew what was happening. All they knew was that they didn't necessarily recognize the person beside them anymore. Aqualad, Robin, Miss Martian, Kid Flash, Artemis and Superboy were nowhere to be seen. Instead, a bunch of kids sat in the living room, their clothes six times too big for their bodies.
In Kaldur's place was a boy who looked to be about eight. He had short blonde hair that was longer than older Kaldur had it styled. His misty blue eyes were wide with surprise and his skin was the same dark tint as ever. The tattoos on his arms seemed a bit smaller, but they were still the same shade of black. His blue and black fell halfway down his thighs, the sleeves hanging a good 10 inches from his fingers.
In Conner's place was a boy who also looked to be eight. He had black hair long enough to tousle and mess with, but not quite long enough for pig tails and braids. His eyes were still the same dark shade of heartless blue and he was still as pale as ever. His black shirt with the Superman symbol on the front fell just barely to the top of his knees, seeing that Kaldur was taller than him.
Sitting where Megan had been once was a monster to say the least. It had white bubbly skin, scarlet eyes, huge and keen fangs and was about five times the height of anyone in the room. [1] It gave off a shriek and soon was replaced by a little girl. She, just like those before her, seemed eight. She had short red hair that was in low braided pig tails. Her freckles weren't as noticeable anymore and her skin was a considerably lighter shade of green than normal. Her amber eyes were way larger than normal with what had to be fear. Thanks to the fact that her clothes easily adapted to her body, she was in a pair of Capri's and a white tank top with a pink jacket.
On the arm where Artemis had been sat a girl who looked roughly seven. She had short blonde hair that wasn't in a ponytail for once. Her white shirt hung closer to her knees, but it wasn't quite there yet. Her black cardigan's sleeves fell only a few inches over her fingers. She didn't seem as scared as she was embarrassed that she was half naked like the rest of the team whose pants all seemed to have mysteriously disappeared into the air.
A few feet from her where Wally had been earlier was a little seven year old boy. He had shaggy red hair that could probably be put up into tiny pig tails if necessary. His emerald eyes were the same as ever, but he didn't seem scared or embarrassed at all. His freckles were stronger and more resilient as they attacked the bridge of his nose. His yellow shirt fell maybe an inch past his knees and his red jacket which had originally fallen to his elbows now was closer to his wrists.
Then, where Robin had sat originally, was a panicked boy who seemed to be about five. He had short brown hair, terrified cornflower colored eyes and pale skin. The bandages on his arms were now further stretched out, reaching down to his elbows, but his jacket hung a foot past his fingertips, so it was impossible to see. His shirt fell past his knees and he was definitely the most adorable of them all. Wally almost didn't recognize him.
"Rob?" he asked in wonder, wincing at how high pitched his voice was.
The brunette looked at him curiously before scooting to the edge of the couch and looking down. He frowned, turning onto his stomach before slowly sliding off until his bare toes touched to the hardwood.
"What happened to us?" Kaldur asked, looking over his team of kids.
"We colored in those books… and then we all passed out," Conner remembered, looking around for said books.
The coffee table was completely bare. There wasn't a smudge or a finger print to it. There was absolutely no sign of any crayons, markers or coloring pages with their older faces.
"Looks like Batman did give us something that could harm us," Wally teased Robin.
He tensed up when the little brunette reached up and grabbed his hand. His five year old hand was so small that he could only get a firm hold on the redhead's pinky, ring and middle finger. Wally's cheeks turned pink and he suspiciously looked at his younger best friend. The little boy had a determined angry look on his face as he tugged hard on Wally's hand.
"Come on!" he whined in a cute little accented toddler voice. "We gotta go!"
Wally hopped off the couch, but he didn't follow the brunette.
"Go where?" he asked, not minding the pale hand in his.
"We gotta tell daddy!" Robin said simply, shooting Wally a look that made him feel rather stupid although he had no reason to feel it.
Kaldur hopped off the couch, aiming to join them. Megan and Conner didn't move from their chair. Artemis was torn between staying and following, but she figured that since Robin hadn't led Wally anywhere that she could sit there until they moved.
"Who's 'Daddy'?" Wally asked, looking way down on his friend.
"Ba'man," Robin explained, putting his other hand on Wally's wrist and attempting to get the ginger to move.
Wally didn't show a sign of any sort that he'd be moving any time soon. He just closed his fingers around the pale hand, frowning down on his little bird.
"Why do we need him?" he probed curiously, raising an eyebrow.
Robin's eyes narrowed.
"We're kids! That obviously isn't normal!" he pointed out, stuttering over 'obviously'.
Wally grinned, setting a hand over his lips to hide a laugh at how adorable Robin's voice. The brunette was obviously pissed about it, but he had no control over it.
"Wally!" he whined, digging his heels into the hardwood and trying to drag the ginger with him.
Most five year olds were just weak and huggable, but this five year old had some serious upper arm strength. Being an acrobat required strength, even at such a young age, but only little Robbie boy himself knew that. His strength made Wally stagger, mostly because he was caught off guard, but he dug his own bare heels into the floor and resisted. Artemis whapped him across the back of his head angrily. He winced, staggering again before whirling to face her, tightening his hold on the ebony.
"Robin has a point," Kaldur said for her, folding his little arms over his little chest.
Wally sighed.
"I know… but he's cute when he's mad!" he admitted.
Robin stiffened for a moment before he glared.
"Then I'm about to get damn sexy," he tried to sound menacing, but the angrier he sounded the more adorable he was.
Wally grinned ear to ear, setting a hand to his melting heart.
"See!" he squealed.
Robin rolled his eyes, continuing to tug at Wally's hand, trying to get him to walk. This time, the ginger took the hint and began to walk with Robin, never loosening his hold on the tiny hand. Megan and Conner finally got up from their chair, walking side by side. Conner didn't even seem to remember that his girlfriend had been a large and menacing white monster a few minutes ago. He just slipped his pale hand in her pale green one and they walked at the back of the line.
"Any idea where your mentor is, my dearest ornithological friend?" Wally stumbled over the scientific term for bird.
He had to walk a bit slower since Robin was shorter with stubbier legs and very unstable, but he didn't mind in the slightest. Robin seemed to be focusing on staying upright, clinging to the older boy's hand to keep from face planting like his legs wanted him to.
"Probably back in Gotham," Robin said grimly, poking his tongue between his lips in concentration.
Wally kept his eyes on the brunette, mesmerized. He was so used to calling the little five year old his 'ebony'. He never would've guessed that the black was fake. Then something occurred to him. He turned his head back, looking at Conner.
"Yo Supey! If we're all turned into kids, why are you one? Weren't you manufactured in a tube?"
Conner looked up in surprise, widening his eyes at the reminder. That had occurred to him in the depths of his mind, but he hadn't necessarily thought on it. He shrugged lightly.
"Maybe we were all just shrunk?" he offered in a tone that showed that he didn't really give a crap on the matter.
Wally shook his head.
"If we were all shrunk, little Robbie here would have black hair," Wally tousled the short brown hair beside him with his free hand, smiling widely at how soft it was. "It's like velvet!"
Robin couldn't hide a weak smile as he scrunched up his nose at the affection. He had half a mind to comment about the monster he had seen in Megan's place, but he figured no one would believe him. He did look only five after all. Instead, he looked up at Wally awkwardly.
"KF?" he asked nervously. "Can you do me a favor?"
The ginger was already looking at him.
"Depends what you need," he smiled.
Robin coughed lightly, stumbling over his feet and giving a groan of aggravation.
"I can't walk in these feet!" he complained, hoping Wally would take the hint.
Wally was always a little thick though, no giggity intended. He just blinked.
"Can you… carry me?" Robin set his left hand to his neck weakly.
Wally shrugged, not even having to think over it. He bent down a little, seeing that he was 4'4" and Robin was barely 3'2". He picked the brunette up like he would a baby, one arm around his back and the other under his butt to hold him up like a car seat. He walked a bit faster now, but his hand grew cold.
"So… how do we get a hold of Bats?" Wally asked, his eyes darting six inches to his left where Robin's eyes were located.
The brunette was smiling comfortably, laying his head against the oversized jacket exhaustedly, closing his eyes. He was adorable enough to eat.
"My costume's in my room… I could call him on the com link," he offered sleepily.
Wally turned back to the others, gesturing down at the adorable figure in his arms. The others couldn't hide warm smiles as their hearts melted.
"You don't mind me going through your stuff?" Wally asked his newly made brunette, his tone teasing.
"Just… this once," Robin yawned, adjusting his head weakly.
He folded his arms so they rested under his chest, lying up against Wally's chest. He could feel the fast paced heartbeat race through his fingertips, making him smile wider.
Wally smiled victoriously, mentally whooping and hollering excitedly. The situation was bad, but he didn't mind at all. He got to hold a robin in his arms; he was holding a sleepy baby; he was hugging his best friend. All of these were things he'd never done before. It felt nice. Well, it felt nice until Wally remembered that they'd have to explain this all to Batman. A shiver ran down his back at the thought. But then he looked down at the near-slumbering brunette in his arms and the shiver stopped.
[1] White Martian. Google it.
Alright, to those who think Robin was born an ebony… he probably was, but I think he'd be a cute brunette too so let me dream. Anyway, yeah, KF/Rob. I'm a fangirl, what'ya want from me? Anyway, how would you turn a kid back into a teen? I know… but you don't! AHAHAHAAHAHA! I probably just jinxed myself and I'm going to forget in a minute or two… *shrug* Review?
-F.J.