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Rating will go up in future chapters/letters.
B is for Bubble bath
"Slade, come out! I know you're here," Robin yelled as he continued to search the warehouse. After the teen covered most of the main warehouse he found a door and went through.
The teen detective found himself in a hallway with a few doors on each side and another hallway at the end. After opening every door he came to, walking down endless corridors, and making several turns (Slade's lair is like a maze), Robin ran out of patience. "Slade, you bastard! Where are you? Come out and fight me!"
The youth heard splashing and headed towards the sound. He burst through the door shouting, "Slade, you are under arrest!"
The occupant of the room turned their head to look at the teen hero and raised an eyebrow.
Robin stared in shock at the scene before him.
There was a man in a bubble bath. The guy appeared to be in the mid to late 30s. He was extremely well muscled with a shock of white hair, a neatly trimmed goatee (also white), an eye patch, and a blue-grey eye.
The teen hero realized he was staring and blushed. "I'm sorry for interrupting you. I thought you were someone else."
"No problem, I was just about to get out anyway," the man purred as he stood up.
Robin stared some more, his eyes following the path of the water and bubbles down, while his face got redder and redder. 'More muscles, an eight pack, and omg he's hung like a horse.' The teen's eyes snapped up to the sex god's face. "I've gotta go. Sorry for bothering you." The flustered little bird backed out of the room, closed the door, and ran.
'Ok Robin, calm down and focus. You came here to find Slade, not some hot one-eyed man in a bubble bath. No, don't think about that. Focus on finding Slade, not on the well muscled, well endowed, one-eyed god in the bathroom. Well he does have the same body type as Slade and they both have one eye …,' the hero stops his flustered flight from the bathroom. 'Wait a minute, same body type, same lack of an eye, that was Slade.' "That bastard! SLADE, YOU CHEATER!"
Robin's communicator rang. He answered it with audio only. "Robin, here. What's up?"
"Hey man, when you are done with your patrol, could you pick up a pizza?"
"It's been pretty quiet, so I'll do that now, Cy. See you in a few." The teen crime fighter closed his communicator and put it back in his belt, then quickly left the warehouse.
Meanwhile in the bathroom, Slade has wrapped a towel around his waist and is chuckling at his little bird's antics. "Another day Robin, another day."
At the pizza place, Robin was ordering 5 pizzas. "I'd like to get a vegetarian, a meat lovers, one with everything including anchovies, cheese and tomato, and a mediterranean (chicken, tomato, spinach, and basil) to go."
"That will be $40. The pizzas will be ready in 20 minutes."
The little bird arrived at the tower 30 minutes later. "I'm back and I brought pizza. You'll get it once I get to the counter. All the boxes should be labeled with what's in them."
"Man, you rock. Meat lovers pizza, come to papa."
"Keep that away from me. I've been all those animals. Vegetarian is the way to go."
"No meat is."
And another meal time argument between Cyborg and Beast Boy has broken out.
"Here Starfire, a pizza with everything on it, except mustard. The pizza place didn't have any."
"Many thanks friend Robin. I have a big jar of the mustard in the box of coldness."
"Raven, I picked up a mediterranean pizza for you."
The goth titan gave her leader one of her rare smiles, before it disappeared into a frown. "Robin, are you feeling alright? Your face is a bit red."
"I'm fine. I just ran into that cheating bastard Slade, is all," the teen growled, before remembering what the man looked like without clothes on. "Nothing to worry about. I'll be in my room." The now bright red Robin, grabbed his pizza and quickly walked to his room.
Once he was safe in his room, the titans leader, tossed his pizza on his bed, then he retrieved his old Slade communicator from a hidden drawer in his dresser.
When Slade answered his little bird's call, he was completely dressed, except for his mask.
"SLADE, GET OUT OF MY HEAD! AND STAY OUT OF IT!"
"Flustered, my little Robin?" Slade purred.
"NO AND PUT YOUR MASK BACK ON!" Robin vented before he closed the communicator with a snap and threw himself down on his bed. After realizing that he was half hard, the teen hero wallowed in hormonal teen angst for the rest of the night, all while cursing Slade.
A/N: Everyone, thank you for your reviews. I have taken your suggestions into consideration.
A fellow fb duckling gave me the idea for Raven's favorite pizza. Sorry, but I don't know who you are on ff.
