THE NEW CHAPTER DOUBLED THE REVIEWS? Wow I feel loved. Thanks for all of the support! I feel like this has been more ConnerbrotherRobin than WallybrotherRobin so I will change the character thing.

When I say Robin is being carried, just assume its bridal style unless I say differently.

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"Dude! That's all you've got to say? We just found out you're a frickin mermaid!" Wally exclaimed from his spot by the oven. Probably waiting for the rolls to get done.

"Merman actually. And yeah, but I'm still the same person. 'Sides, what exactly do you expect me to say? You aren't the only one freaking out you know!" Robin said, shouting at the end. He was trembling and the fear was back in his eyes.

"Sorry, you're right. So when's story time?" Wally asked.

"Now." Batman said, materializing out of the shadows. He walked into the living room and sat down on the loveseat. Robin sat next to him with Conner on the end of the couch closest to him, then Wally, then Aqualad and the girls sat on the other loveseat across from Robin and Batman.

"It's probably a good idea to start with how you found out, Dad." Robin said, looking at the Dark Knight. "And since I was unconscious part of the time, you get to tell them." Robin grinned evilly.

"I don't know all of what you were thinking so some parts you will need to add. It started when Robin got hurt, badly, in Gotham."

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"Robin, you have to stay awake." Batman growled at Robin, who, despite his injuries, seemed mostly stable; except he seemed to be going into unconsciousness. Just as the batmobile pulled into the batcave, Robin lost his battle with unconsciousness as he felt Batman picking him up from inside the batmobile.

"Alfred, I don't know how much blood he's lost or if he's stable." Batman commanded as Alfred readied a medical table. Alfred stitched a few of Robin's deep gashes from where Poison Ivy's plants had cut him and given him a bag of blood before declaring him stable. Batman knew his ward hated to go to bed dirty, and his cuts needed to be cleaned out so he filled the large battub (yes it is a bathtub, but bat is the needed prefix for everything) and, after changing him into a pair of shorts and removing his Robin outfit, gently set his ward into the warm water.

Suddenly Robin jolted awake and began to scream in pain. Batman had no idea what was hurting his ward and tried to calm him down. Suddenly the screaming ceased, but, in Batman's opinion, this was worse. Robin's mouth was still screaming and he was still thrashing as he had been since waking. Batman caught a glimpse of one of Robin's legs and took a closer look. Robin's legs were covered in dark blue, black, and silver scales. Upon closer examination, Batman saw cartilage beginning to form between Robin's legs as his feet grew blue webbing and got about half a foot longer. After another agonizing minute, Robin was laying in the tub with his tail hanging off the other end. Batman knew he was staring, but he was in a trance like state and couldn't look away. His ward was a merman. He jumped when the tail twitched and pulled back so that more of it, but not all of it, was in the bathtub.

Batman followed the tail to his ward's face. Fear was the dominate emotion on his ward's face, followed by sadness and…shock. If anyone else looked though, they would only be able to tell you that he was terrified, and Batman knew it was of him. Robin looked like he was about to start crying out of fear; his skin was several shades paler than it should be; his arms were wrapped around his upper body; he was trembling and looked close to hyperventilating. Batman, finally realizing the extent of his ward's fear mover closer to Robin, hurt when he backed away, but still wrapped his ward if a hug.

Robin, though he seemed shock at first, hugged his guardian back and, burying his face into Batman's cape, allowed himself to silently cry tears of relief and joy that his guardian-no father, didn't care that he was a merman; that Batman wasn't going to kill him. Once Robin stopped crying and trembling Batman sat back into a crouch and Robin, using his hands as a cup, poured water over the parts of his tail that wouldn't fit into the tub. Batman quietly laughed and said "I guess we need to move you to a bigger tub, huh?"

Robin nodded. "Why aren't you talking?" Batman asked him. Robin pointed to himself, shook his index finger back and forth to indicate not or can't, then put two fingers to his mouth and moved them away from his mouth to indicate talk. "You can't?" Batman made sure he understood correctly as he began eyeing the much smaller fins that ran the length of his forearms (If you've seen the Thirteenth Year it's like what he has on his arms, but dark blue). Robin nodded again as Batman picked him up and headed towards the stairs. Once entering Robin's bedroom, Batman walked into his son's bathroom and set him beside the tub. As soon as the tub was filled with water Batman moved Robin into the much larger tub. Robin seemed much more content now that he could stretch his tail to full length and have it all still submerged.

"How do I turn you back?" Batman asked, quickly getting to the point. Robin mimed writing something down so Batman grabbed a piece of paper and a pen off of Robin's desk. Giving Robin a towel to dry his arms off then the notebook and pen, Batman watched as Robin wrote 'First, I need to dry off. Just lay some towels on the ground, then hand me some more.' Robin blushed a cherry red as he wrote 'I can't reach the bottom of my tail so do you think you could dry it off for me?'

"Of course" Batman said as he laid down the layer of towels for Robin to lie on. Next he pulled the drain and moved his ward from the bathtub to the towels. Batman handed Robin a towel from the small stack he had grabbed earlier before quickly beginning to gently dry of Robin's tail from the bottom up toward his hip. Robin was doing the same from his hips down toward the end of his tail.

Once Robin was completely dry, Batman handed him the notebook once again. This time Robin wrote 'In my medicine cabinet there is a bottle of white, transparent lotion; I need you to bring it over to me. We need to apply it to my tail. It will hurt, and I will probably scream, but it always does. I'll be fine' and Robin gave a reassuring smile as Batman brought the lotion back over. Robin started applying the lotion at his hips as Batman, once again, applied the lotion to the bottom parts of his tail towards his waist. Robin was scrunching up his nose and making weird faces as the lotion was applied, so Batman asked "Does it smell to you?" Robin shook his head no. "Does it feel weird?" Robin nodded vigorously.

Five minutes later, Robin's tail was completely covered in the lotion when Robin once again let out a silent scream of pain. Batman hugged Robin to his chest and rubbed circles into his back as a comforting gesture.

Once the transformation was complete, Robin sleepily raised his head to Batman and said "I guess I have some explaining to do."

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Chapter 3 is done. Please review. I would put more, but its 1:30 and I keep typo-ing. I hope you liked it.