Hey bros. I got hooked on PewDiePie. Now I'm going to be calling you guys' bros.

IF YOU HAVEN'T HEARD OF PEWDIEPIE, HE'S HILARIOUS! HE'S A SWEEDISH GAMER AND HE ROCKS!

(BEWARE, HE USES HEAVY LANGUAGE SOMETIMES!)

Anyway, thank you to all of you who reviewed and to those of you who didn't I thank you for taking time to read the chapter anyway.

Now that I've kinda finished with the whole 'HOW HE BECAME ROBIN' part of the story, I'm just going to continue on to how he got to where he is now. Since I don't have anything like an episode to help me go in the right direction, some of this will just be from my head. Don't worry; I've got good ideas in there. It's not just a FANGIRL WONDERLAND where I'm CONSTANTLY thinking about RobStar and BBRae….. Heh heh….. (COUGH) …..

ON WITH THE STORY!

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"That labored out well! Now Richard and Bruce can fight the evil together as father and offspring! They surely must be happy!" Starfire exclaimed. Robin crossed his arms.

"Well, like all good things on this planet, that sort of came to an end." Robin said to nobody in particular. Starfire sat up straighter and raised an eyebrow. Obviously, Robin had sparked her extensive fuse of interest. He knew he'd have to keep going to make her happy. (1)HE LOVES TO DO THAT. COME ON, WE ALL KNOW IT!

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Richard and his adoptive father, Bruce fought many battles together against the wretched forces of Emo-City. It seemed like it could last forever. But as the years went by, Richard realized he was not as happy as he was at the beginning. He felt as if he wasn't as appreciated as Chicken-Man. He felt like he was just…..well… a sidekick. He knew that was his actual title, but he didn't like it. This thought kept tugging and gnawing at Dick's mind, and eventually it affected his combat. Incidents happened occasionally, but one night, Dick just snapped.

One night during a fight with The Penguin, he was taunting Chicken-Man, but not paying any kind of attention to Rooster. That made Rooster a little angry. So, Rooster chased after The Penguin. The Penguin was too focused watching Chicken-Man getting pummeled by his henchmen, that he didn't notice Rooster until he heard running feet behind him. When he turned, he got pounced on and attacked.

Rooster beat the stuffing out of The Penguin, and didn't stop until he got pulled off of him by Bruce.

"Rooster! Stop it!" he struggled to say. The tween thrashed in his arms, but began to calm when he was dropped on the ground. Chicken-Man ran over to The Penguin to see that he was bleeding and bruised badly. "Don-don-don-don't bring that deranged sidekick of yours near me a-a-a-again! I g-g-g-give up! Take me to jail! I'll stay put if it means I can stay away fr-fr-from h-h-him!" he stuttered in fear.

"What did you do?" Chicken-Man asked turning towards Rooster. Rooster just flashed an angry expression on his face. He squinted his eyes at The Penguin, which caused his to shiver in fear, and then shot his grappling hook off into the distance and swung out into the dark night of Emo-City.

LATER THAT NIGHT IN THE CHICKEN COOP

"What was that?" Bruce said removing his cowl from his head.

"What was what?" Dick said in a snippy tone. He was sitting in front of the Chick-Computer. His arms were crossed and he looked angry.

"You know what. The fierce and unnecessary attack on The Penguin. Why'd you do it?" Bruce said demanding an answer.

"He had to be stopped. Plus, you were busy. Isn't that a sidekick's job? To take care of the other stuff while the big important hero takes care of his stuff?" Richard hissed.

"Is THAT what this is about?! Dick, I never thought you'd get upset about such a stupid thing like that." Bruce said. Dick swiveled the chair around to face his father.

"Well, you thought wrong!" he yelled. "This whole town, they all love you. Not us. They only pay attention to the BIG superheroes. Not the tiny sidekicks….. They just allow them to rot and die in the shadow left by to hero. No one appreciates the assistant. All these years, not anything. On the news, "Chicken-Man saves Emo-City." Chicken-Man this, Chicken-Man that. Yet does anyone know I helped?!" Dick was now pacing the Chicken-Coop, throwing miscellaneous items around in acts of aggravation. Bruce was just standing there, staring at his son as he threw things around in a fit.

"Dick! Stop it! You're acting like an attention seeking child!" he yelled angrily.

"You don't help this case, either!" Dick barked, pointing his finger at Bruce. "You always treat me like a kid! You never send me to do any important things during missions and I get stuck doing the lame stuff!" he screamed.

"Go hang your costume up, Dick." Bruce said. Dick stared at him. "You heard me. You don't like being Rooster, fine. This has gone on long enough. Go hang your costume up, you're done."

Richard walked to the elevator, went up it, and ventured to his room. In a furious rant, he threw all of his belongings into a bag, and put on some regular clothes and headed for the garage. He slung his bag over his shoulder, grabbed a helmet, then hopped on his red motorcycle. "You can make me stop fighting beside you as Rooster, but that doesn't mean I can't still BE Rooster." He said under his breath. With that being said, Dick took off into the stormy night. When he looked back in his review mirrors, he could see his last glimpse of Wayne Manor, and Bruce standing by the front steps, not even attempting to stop him.

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"Richard just….. abandoned his father? After all he did for him? That was a foolish move on the boy's part. I cannot comprehend that….."

"He treated him like NOTHING Starfire! He deserved it! He was a terrible person who cared NOTHING about his feelings, just work work work and justice! Always focused on the city's protection, not thinking about how his own son was feeling. He had his head SO stuck on the present situation, he couldn't see what was going on around him! WHO DOES THAT?!" Robin practically yelled. His outburst echoed through the common room for a few moments. It startled Starfire, what had just occurred. She was huddled in a tiny ball. She was now concerned for Robin. He was breathing heavily and had his fists clenched.

"Robin?" Starfire said quietly.

"What?!" Robin yelled. Starfire hopped in her seat.

"I am sorry to say this, I truly am, but the man you just described sounds very similar to you." she told the Boy Wonder. Robin just sat there. His fists and shoulders loosened. His breathing slowed. Could it be true? Was he practically Bruce?

'Oh my gosh, what have I done?' Robin thought to himself. He looked down at the floor and put his head in his hands. "You are completely right, Starfire. I am just like Bruce Wayne." He said depressingly. Starfire slowly rested her hand on his back.

Starfire couldn't tell why Robin was so disturbed by this. It wasn't like Bruce Wayne was a real person, right? And if he was, why would Robin care if he was like him? Starfire had many questions swirling in her pretty little cranium, but at the moment, she was mostly concerned about her best friend.

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HEY! I was expecting that to be longer, but cut me some slack, I typed that all tonight! It's very late! I got a new log pillow. Her name is Dot. I have another on and his name is Derek. I love them both very much. But I love RICHARD GRAYSON! That's actually my DS nickname. I'M SERIOUS! I'm going to go. They've found me and I have to hide before they find my fingerprints at the scene! GOTTA RUN!

-TeenTitan99

P.S I was kidding about the whole crime thing. Just me going insane at Midnight!

GOOD NIGHT BROS! BRO-FIST! Just kidding, that's another PewDiePie thing.

NIGHT!

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P.P.S I don't know what I had that had sugar in it…