Chapter 11

"So," Starfire peered into my room. I opened the door and ushered her in. "How was the date with…Robin?"

I contemplated what I would tell her about last night. I'll tell her about the restaurant, maybe the motorcycle ride. But definitely not about…it. She seemed too innocent and emotionally uncomfortable for it.

"We ate spaghetti and meatballs and alfredo sauce. I ate a whole slice of chocolate cake and drank a whole glass of wine and half the bottle too! It was fun." Starfire deflated a little bit at the last part.

"Robin never took me out on a date so nice." I frowned at that. He never treated her very nicely, did he?

"I'm sorry for that, Starfire." I really was. Even if he didn't love her, she deserved to go out.

"I was in the Ops. Room when you came back to the Tower. Robin was carrying you in the style of a bride. I'm sorry that I followed you, but I did and he carried you into his bedroom. I can infer what you did." I gritted my teeth at that and looked away. So she did know.

"How-"

"You two were quite rambunctious and loud. Quiet it down next time." Starfire walked out of my room and I sat on my bed alone.

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos." I said in unison with Raven. She was floating bubbly about and I was grimly postured.

"Sugah, I think I should tell you something." I stopped and hit the ground. She flew down to me and levitated me to the land of air fresheners.

"Why am I here?" I lamely asked. She looked down at me and chanted some magic words.

"Heckton Rumartkdoe Liokdern!" I was whisked somewhere I didn't know and it was daunting.

"W-where am I?" I saw a little boy with fair skin and large blue eyes running from a caravan wagon.

"I swear, Mary; we need to put a leash on that boy."

"Wait up, Dick!"

Who's Dick? Where was I? What is reality? Stop it! The boy seemed…full of energy.

"Sorry Mom. I just want get to practice!"

"Slow down, Richard!"

RICHARD! I knew where I was! I was in Robin's mind!

CLIFFHANGER! I had a lot of ideas for this chapter. So that's why it took so long. Review and Favorite. Grammar Nazis and Flamers welcome!