I'm sorry it's been a little while. I had a story I needed to write for Father's Day, and I had a few Young Justice ideas I couldn't let go of. But here is the new chapter!

Warning: While it is not actually said in the story (and never shall be), a very major swear is referenced in this chapter.

I do not own Teen Titans or Batman.

As soon as the team entered the T-shaped tower, Robin started to storm towards the roof.

While the rest of the team followed him, and were bombarding the leader with questions about if he knew who the mysterious people on the roof were, and why he looked so angry, Robin ignored them. He was far to busy focusing on his white hot rage at Bruce.

Was he taking this out of proportion? Maybe a little, but he had every right to. Bruce freaking replaced him with some kid he didn't even know. Well, at least he didn't think he knew him... He looked too old to be that Drake kid that lived a few blocks over back in Gotham, and that was really the only boy younger then him with black hair that he knew even slightly.

As he slammed open the door to the roof of the tower and saw the brat up close, he knew that he had never met this kid before. First off; he did not carry himself like a rich kid, who were really the only people he got to meet fully. Secondly; the new Robin looked about eleven or twelve, while little Timmy from down the road was about seven right now. To be honest, that was a dumb theory from the start...

As the young hero stomped towards his ex-mentor, he could here his friends speaking behind him.

"Whoa... Dude, is that Batman? As in the Batman?"

"Who is this man of bats that makes Friend Beast Boy so excited?"

"Just one of the best heroes, like, ever!"

"Ohhh... Who is the boy dressed like Robin standing next to the man of bats?"

"Ummm... I don't know."

While Starfire and Beast Boy rattled on, Raven attempted to look uninterested and Cyborg was just sort of staring in wonder.

Soon, Robin was standing in front of Bruce, a fierce scowl present on his features.

"What the hell do you want?"

As the elder hero sighed, the replacement Robin looked rather surprised from his spot behind Batman.

"Robin, I would think you have noticed that the Joker is here?"

Though his body naturally stiffened slightly at the villain's name, he still managed to lash out.

"What about it? Also, I'm surprised I'm still 'Robin', considering you seemed to have found a replacement just fine, I'd think you would stop bothering to call me by an identity that now apparently belongs to someone else?"

Bruce realized Jason was angry at Dick's words a moment too late. The child was already running towards the original Robin with a fist brought back by the time the eldest hero even knew what was going on.

Luckily his reflexes were brilliant, or he might not have been able to have brought an arm up to quickly stop the charging Jason.

"I'm no replacement, Golden Boy! I'm way better than you!"

As the child struggled to get at the older bird, Dick looked at his old mentor oddly.

"You picked up some kid with rage issues? Who is this?"

Batman sighed again.

"Do you have somewhere private we can talk?"

Though he was glaring at the older man while doing so, Robin answered in a harsh voice.

"We can talk in my evidence room."

With that, Robin started to stomp off back to the staircase, with a silent Batman and grumbling Robin II following him. Soon, the Titans were alone on the roof.

"Dude... What just happened?"

Cyborg answered the shape-shifter with a mere shrug of his shoulders.

Meanwhile, down in Robin's evidence room, the original Boy Wonder glared at his ex-mentor with his arms crossed.

"Well?"

Sighing deeply, Bruce pulled of his cowl, revealing the tired face below.

"Dick, I realize you're upset, but if you'd let me explain-"

The teen responded with a slightly cruel laugh.

"Explain what? That I am worth so little to you that you thought you could just replace me with anyone you felt like?"

"N-no, Dick, that is not what I did-"

The young hero was already too far into his rant to be pulled out by Bruce's words.

"Or maybe you'd like to explain to me about why you fired me because I was too impulsive and being a hero was dangerous, yet you let some kid with obvious rage issues into my costume?"

The older hero winced at his old partner's words.

"... The way you say it makes it sound really bad..."

Underneath his mask, Dick's right eye twitched slightly.

"Guess what, Bruce? Maybe that's because IT REALLY IS PRETTY BAD!"

As this argument went on, Jason leaned against the wall, his head turning towards Bruce, then Dick, then Bruce, then Dick, watching the fight bounce back and forth between the two.

He still wasn't sure if he should be severely annoyed by the insults sent indirectly at himself, or just amused at seeing someone other than Alfred make Bruce feel guilty.

After a moment, he decided to be angry.

"I do not have rage issues!"

Both older heroes suddenly turned to the boy, obviously having forgotten he was even there. Bruce took a step towards him hesitantly, glancing back to make sure the original Robin did not lash out again while he quickly spoke to the boy.

"Jason... You have gotten detention three times in the past week."

"So? That doesn't mean I can't control my anger."

Bruce sighed slightly before answering.

"The first one was for talking back to the lunch lady, the second for starting a fight, and the third for giving the finger to your English teacher."

"... The lunch lady's evil, the kid was saying I'm just a charity case, and... I just really don't like that teacher."

As Bruce looked at his partner helplessly, Dick took a step forward.

"So, your name is Jason?"

The boy glared slightly at the teen as he answered.

"Yeah..."

A tight, obviously fake, smile resided on Dick's face as he turned back towards Bruce.

"Hey, Bruce? I kind of left my team on the roof without explaining anything. Could you go tell them what's going on while I get to know.. Jason?"

Batman could see the logic in going to talk to Dick's team, though he could also see the manipulating that his oldest son was pulling off.

He may have trained that boy just a bit too well...

The man nodded hesitantly, pulling his cowl back over his face, hiding his identity. As he slowly walked out the door, he saw the fake smile on Dick's face quickly vanish, replaced by a fierce scowl.

This would not end well...

As the door closed, Jason looked around at the papers hanging on the wall.

"Heh, looks like Bruce's evidence area... Hey, who's 'Slade'?"

As the boy asked the question, he held up a newspaper clipping attached to the wall directly next to him.

"It does not look anything like where Bruce investigates his evidence, and put that down!"

"But who is he?"

"Slade-eh- none of your business!"

A mischievous smirk grew on Jason's features suddenly.

"Is he your boyfriend?"

Dick suddenly chocked on merely the air, he was so surprised.

"Wha-what-how... What the hell?"

The smirk merely grew on Jason's face.

"You heard me. There's pictures of this dude all over the room, and you wouldn't tell me who he is. Therefore, the only logical explanation is that he is your boyfriend."

"No it is not! Anyway, I have a girlfriend!"

"So? Maybe you are trying to hide your secret relationship."

"HE FREAKING BLACKMAILED ME WITH THE LIVES OF MY FRIENDS TO BE HIS FREAKING APPRENTICE!"

"You know you enjoyed it."

For a moment, Dick just stared at the very satisfied Jason with a mixed expression of anger, embarrassment, and just plain horror.

Then he suddenly stomped out of the room and towards where Batman was about to brief the rest of the Titans.

Needless to say, Bruce was not completely surprised his first partner came out of a room where he was alone with Jason looking like he wished to stab something, preferably the boy himself.

What did surprise him was that Dick had even lasted the about two minutes they were alone.

"I FREAKING HATE THAT KID!"

… Admittedly, Bruce had not expected much better than this. He was kind of hoping Jason would hold back at least a little..

Then the child's voice floated down the hallway.

"Robin likes Sl-ade."

As the Titans looked at the approaching boy, who looked far too pleased with himself, in pure horror, Bruce nearly let his face fall into his palm.

Jason would never hold back. AKA, this would be a long trip.

The conversation with Dick and Jason... Wrote itself.

Because Jason would totally do that.

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