I just drew a picture of Robin where he's there, all smiley and buff, and behind him is a circus tent. Beneath it I put 'The Last Flying Grayson'. It looks pretty good. I plan to draw one of him hugging his knees, looking into the sky, a feint outline of his parents there, and have him thinking: Why'd you leave me? True, it'd be depressing, but Imma go for it!

I'm so glad you all like this. If you have any requests, like 'have them visit a Chinese place' or 'walk in on a bikini model show' or etc, please tell me because I want to make this story dark, deep and very delightful and humorous all at the same time. If you, for some reason, want them to go off into another fight and battle some strange creature like a man made of ice cream, I'm open to that to. Enough rambling! TIME TO UPDATE!

Chapter 3:

Robin walked through the doors, clearly annoyed.

"Come on! Tell me!" Wally begged, walking behind him.

"No," Robin said in a drone, trying to speed up.

"Gimme a hint! Is Batman really a Ring Master? Did he teach you?" Wally pressed on.

If Robin was an anime character, he was sure that his face would be dark red and steam would be coming from his ears like a train.

"No," he said again, walking just a bit faster.

Wally got in front of him, taking off his own mask and throwing it onto the sofa.

"Please!" he begged again.

Anger continued to build up in Robin like a pressure plate. Any more pressure and he'd explode. He pushed past Wally and continued walking down the hall to his room.

"Were you in the circus when you were younger?" the red continued, desperate to know.

Robin clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he kept walking.

"No," he said one last time, taking a deep breath.

He had stopped listening to Wally's questions five minutes ago out of anger. He just wished his friend would take the hint. Robin yanked off his gloves and held them tightly in one of his hands.

"Robin!" Wally cried, angry. "Tell me!"

Robin whirled around.

"NO! For the last freakin' time! NO! NO! NO!" he screamed, practically exploding.

Wally stiffened in surprise. Robin guessed that he had gotten the idea. While Wally was frozen, Robin tore down the hallway to his room and shut his door gently behind him, denying the urge to slam it with all of his strength. Once Robin was inside his room, he searched frantically for something that he really needed at the moment. He just wished he could remember where he had hidden it.

XxXxX

Wally dropped onto the couch beside his mask angrily. He folded his arms over his chest.

"Stupid… mask wearing… circus freak," he muttered under his breath.

"You shouldn't be mad at him you know," Megan's voice said gently. "He did save your life."

Wally straightened up almost instantly.

"Yeah, but that's what heroes do. He didn't have to yell at me," he told her, trying to mask his anger.

She sat down next to him, gently brushing her red hair from her face.

"He did get kicked by that clown pretty hard. Maybe it was just his pain talking for him?" Megan suggested.

Wally shook his head, bringing his knees up beside him on the couch.

"Robin doesn't let his pain talk. Robin controls his pain and usually doesn't show it," he explained, feeling even more confused.

Megan shrugged.

"Well, maybe you just made him mad."

A silence fell over the two. Wally really hated silences.

"Have you ever wondered who Robin really is?" he asked her, glancing shyly over at her.

Megan nodded, her hair rustling.

"Ever since you told me that Batman wouldn't let him tell us his real name," she smiled.

Wally felt a soft smile spread across his own lips.

"So, do you want to help me figure out who the Boy Wonder really is?" he asked.

Megan nodded. Wally stood to his feet.

"Alright, first things first, we need to see everything we know of him," he decided.

Megan shook her head.

"No, first we get everyone else on this team to help us. I believe in teamwork," she insisted.

Wally shrugged. "The more the merrier!"

The two of them both walked off in the direction of Superboy's room first. He'd be the hardest to get to agree.

XxXxX

Robin felt half of the weight on his shoulders fade as Batman's face flickered through his communicator.

"Robin, is something wrong?" Batman asked, his voice still deep and gravelly as usual.

When he spoke with Robin, his voice had a lighter tone to it, but it was always deep and gravelly. Robin hesitated.

"Possibly."

Batman nodded. "I'm listening."

"Are you alone?" Robin asked quickly.

Batman looked around and nodded.

"Alright… today, we were sent to fight this huge giant clown thing," he began.

"I remember, get on with it."

Robin was used to Batman's impatience. It didn't bother him.

"Well, it tried to eat Wally- er, Kid Flash so I… I kind of got on the trapeze, rode it and saved him," Robin continued.

Batman took a deep breath and nodded.

"You rode on the trapeze again. Do you not remember me telling you specifically not to get on them again?" his voice had a snap to it.

Robin winced, but he nodded.

"I do remember you telling me that. It's just… I had to save Kid Flash and the others had been knocked out. The only chance I had at saving him was getting on the trapeze," Robin explained.

Batman's expression lightened.

"I see. So what's the emergency?"

"Well, I… I kinda let out that I knew a bit about the trapeze, I managed to get Wa- Kid Flash back to the platform and I managed to slide off the bar just like I was taught… They were all shocked and Kid Flash kept asking about it the whole ride home…"

"You didn't tell him anything, did you?" Batman asked quickly.

Robin shook his head. "I told him nothing."

Batman could sense a lie behind his words, but just the faintest of one.

"What did you tell him?" he asked.

Robin's eyes widened.

"I didn't," he insisted.

Batman glared at him.

"No lies from you can get past me. You called me and I want to know what the hell you told him!"

Robin didn't like the anger in Batman's voice. He had become used to it, but it still scared him.

"Alright… all day he was pestering me about what my name was and I-."

"You didn't tell him your name did you?" Batman growled at him.

Robin jumped and dropped his holographic communicator to the ground.

"N-No! I-I didn't! I just gave him my middle name! That's it! I swear!" Robin claimed, picking up the communicator.

From the sound of it, Batman hit something hard. Robin winced again and closed his eyes up tight.

"Damnit Robin! There can't be many black haired boys who look like you with the middle name John," he said Robin's middle name softly, but it didn't stop the murder in his voice. "Do you want them all to know who you really are? Do you want them to know your mistakes?"

Robin kept his eyes closed.

"N-No… I swear I didn't mean to… I just… I thought it wouldn't be any harm!" Robin insisted.

A loud knock came from Robin's door.

"Hey Robin, are you alright?" Kalder's voice sounded.

"I…" Robin cleared his throat. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure?" his friend called, worried.

"I'm fine," Robin insisted, hoping he'd take the hint.

Kalder must've for he didn't say anything else. Robin sighed, shaking slightly.

"Is that all?" Batman asked him.

Robin nodded, unable to find his voice.

"If you need to talk, just remember, I'm always here," Batman assured him, almost forgetting how he had yelled at Robin only moments before.

Robin nodded and shut the communicator off, hiding it beneath his bed again. He didn't have the mental strength to get up off the floor. So he didn't. Robin just lay down, curled up in a ball, closed his eyes and sort of fell asleep.

XxXxX

"He's in his room. It sounds like he's talking to Batman again, so I think he'll be in there for a while," Kalder assured everyone in the room.

Wally nodded. "Alright. So, what all do we know about Robin?" he asked everyone, once Kalder shut the door.

"His middle name is John?" Superboy offered.

Wally wrote that down. "And the first two letters of his first name are 'R and I', pronounced Rih."

"He knows how to use a trapeze very well," Kalder noted.

"And he froze in surprise when he saw the circus tent," Wally added.

"Hey Megan!" Megan teased. "He was probably in the circus!"

Everyone in the room turned to her.

"Well, he was afraid to see the circus tent, so maybe he was in the circus before he became a side kick? It's obvious that it's personal to him. He seemed to know his way around the circus tent," Megan explained.

Wally grinned.

"Beautiful and smart; that's a nice combination," he muttered under his breath, writing that down.

"Anything else?" he asked, looking around.

"He trained under Batman and knows how to disappear," Kalder stated the obvious.

"He's like Batman's twin," Superboy decided.

Now it was his turn to get all the glances.

"They both act all high and mighty. They watch out for each other. They both disappear and not tell the other. They think alike. No one knows who they are and what they really look like. They could be father and son and I wouldn't be surprised," Superboy stated, folding his arms over his chest.

It was true, everything they knew. It was just like trying to make a puzzle with half of the puzzle pieces missing. You can't complete it, even if you attempt to draw in the other puzzle pieces. You can't complete the puzzle unless you have all of the pieces and from the looks of it, Robin was a 1000 piece puzzle, 800 pieces short and all 800 of the missing pieces were distant and far away. They were too far away to gather on their own. The only way to get the pieces would be to ask the puzzle maker for them, but Robin wouldn't help. Robin hated puzzles.

I just realized that I like similes and metaphors. Simile looks like Smiley, just smelt funny. Er, spelt funny. Sorry about the OOC fight… Meh… Any ideas of what should happen next?

-FJ3