I've changed the scene around a bit, sorry if it flows a little weird...
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The Next Day
All the Titans and Batman were gathered in the lounge for a discussion of just what was going on.
"Friend Robin…Who is this 'Alfred' you and friend Batman speak of so dearly?" inquired Starfire.
A look of surprise went across Batman's face as he turned to Robin, "You're telling me that they don't know who you are?"
"They know that my name is Dick and that I like my privacy." Said Robin through gritted teeth, "and that's all they need to know."
"Oh?" was all Batman said. But combined with that raised eyebrow and slight smile, that I-see-Robin-you-kept-your-identity-secret-to-protect-me smile that reminded Robin of every single reason why he had moved from Gotham. Robin glared at him.
"Well, I guess we're both going to have to come out into the open with our identities if your fellow teammates are going to have any clue as to what is going on."
"I realize that Bruce and was just about to get to that point!" snapped Robin. Batman just gave another one of his infuriating smiles.
"Um…guys? Hate to break up the glaring contest but…can we get a move on with the meeting? I'm hungry…" Beastboy's voice slowly became quieter and quieter and faded all together under the duel gazes of the famous Batman and the Boy Wonder.
"Care to do the honors…Dick?" asked Batman.
Robin held held his gaze for a beat longer, then dropped his eyes. He did not speak.
Batman just shook his head slowly.
"Fine, I'll tell them. This is highly confidential. I trust this room is secure?"
"Yeah, state of the art security to prevent infiltration, one way reflective glass on the walls, and even a low level EMP charge constantly flowing through the walls to disrupt any sort of bug that might be planted." replied Cyborg.
"Yeah, although that one's a pain in the butt, we have to get amplifiers for the microwave and my Gamestation just to get them to work!" complained Beastboy.
Beastboy slowly wilted under the collective glares of his team mates, "Ok, sorry! Bad time to bring it up! I'll be quiet now! Promise!"
With Beastboy's silence promised, the group slowly turned back to the brooding Knight.
Although he sat on the same couch as everyone else, he seemed to tower over the teens. He sat staring at his hands for a moment, and then let out a soft sigh.
"My real name is Bruce Wayne, and Robin is Dick Grayson, my ward."
There was a stunned silence.
"I do not understand, what significance is this name 'Bruce Wayne'?" asked Starfire, confused.
"What…signi…WHAT SIGNIFICANCE?" hollered Beastboy, "THE SIGNIFICANCE IS THAT HE IS THE OWNER OF WAYNE INDUSTRIES! THAT MAKES HIM ONE OF THE TEN RICHEST MEN ON ALIVE!"
"It's true…Wayne Industries makes everything from our videogames to my cybernetic parts." Confirmed Cyborg.
"My goodness! So friend Robin is royalty, yes?" asked Star.
"Er…not quite Star" replied Robin, slightly embarrassed with the reactions of his friends, "more like just very, very rich."
"Now that's the understatement of the century." Remarked Raven, "but honesty, I'm not surprised."
"Not…not…NOT SURPRISED? HOW CAN YOU NOT BE SURPRISED WHEN YOU JUST DISCOVERED YOUR FRIEND IS THE SOLE HEIR TO A MULTIBILLION DOLLAR CORPORATION?" spluttered BB.
"Well…if you think about it…someone funded the construction of the Titans' Tower." There was a brief silence from Beastboy as he considered this.
"You know…I never thought about that…"
"That's because you don't think!" replied Raven.
"Now that we're done shouting and jumping around can we please get back to business?" asked Batman, with a raised eyebrow. The room elapsed into a bashful silence.
"Now as you know, the Joker began terrorizing Gotham not long after I put on the cowl. He has always been a threat, but now he has Alfred…my butler and dearest friend."
In a much quieter voice, almost to himself, "he was the one who raised me, gave me strength to go on day after day…he has taken care of me since my parents died…"
"Wait…hold up…if Joker's got your butler…doesn't that mean…he knows who you are?" asked Cyborg.
"Exactly…" replied the Dark Knight grimly, "and that is why, among many, many other reasons…when I catch up to him…he won't be going to jail."
"WHAT!" exploded Robin, surging to his feet, "WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? ARE YOU GONNA GO OVER THERE AND LECTURE HIM? SPANK HIM MAYBE? SAY 'NEVER DO IT AGAIN' AND LET HIM WALK AWAY SCOTT FREE?"
"No…" replied Batman softly, staring Robin straight in the eye, "When I catch up with him…I plan to kill him."
Robin took a step back, as if he had been physically struck.
There was a tense silence as the former sidekick stared at his mentor. Robin opened his mouth, only to be cut off by a tremendous CRASH!, as a rocket flew threw the window, landing squarely in the middle of the group.
Everyone immediately scattered, but after a tense pause, there was no explosion. Everyone cautiously crept back around the rocket.
"And this is why I keep a hidden lair." Growled Batman, "Not a giant 'T' in plain view."
"Yeah? Well your 'hidden lair' didn't help Alfred much did it?" retorted Robin, and was immediately sorry for his comment when he saw Bruce's head drop in shame.
"I… I failed him…" whispered Batman.
"I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" came that oh-so-familiar cold smooth voice. Robin whirled around to see his face in the screen…that orange and black mask…that mask that had haunted Robin's dreams for over two years now…Slade.
"YOU…!", Robin started
"Now, now…I'm not here to fight…it has recently come…painfully…to my attention that the Joker is now in town. He has taken something of…value…from me, and I require your help in getting it back."
