A/N: I was watching old Batman episodes and I thought of this. Hope you enjoy it!

Two quick things about the story:

1) It's in Dick's POV, just like it was in the chapter Broken Wings

2) I hope you know what cooties are. If you for some reason don't know, it's an imaginary germ little boys think that girls have. Very gross.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything:

Dick's POV

Batman grabbed onto my shoulder and squeezed tight. I immediately froze at the contact and looked up at him. Batman put a finger to his lips. I nodded to show that I understood. No more talking. Got it.

We crept closer to the Gotham Greenhouse. It looked terrifying. Dark green and brown vines covered nearly every inch of the surface. Huge lumbering ones had smashed through the glass windows and wrapped around the outside like octopus tentacles. Every so often the vines would shift.

I shivered at the sight. I wasn't scared. Not at all.

Ok, well maybe just a bit. This was my first time going up against Poison Ivy after all. Batman had slowly been letting me come with him on harder missions. Just last week he'd allowed me to take down Penguin and Two Face. He still didn't want me to come with him when Joker was around, and he wasn't too keen on Scarecrow either. But he was starting to let me tackle the super villains of Gotham.

So I shouldn't be scared. I had trained for this. And it wasn't that I was scared of Poison Ivy. No…I was just scared of her plants. Giant, carnivorous, poisonous plants. Plants- the one thing I thought could never try to kill you now were deadly.

Without meaning to I shivered again. Breaking his own rule, Batman placed a hand on my shoulder and spoke. "You can go back." He whispered gently. I knew he probably hoped I would. He had been nervous about this mission.

I shot him a smile though. "I'm fine." I whispered back. I wasn't scared.

Batman gave a snort nod and squeezed my shoulder again. This time it was for good luck. Then, without another word, we crept towards the greenhouse.

I slipped behind Batman as we entered through a broken panel of glass. Earlier today the police had tried to enter the same way. Ivy's vines had grabbed them and hurled them fifty feet away.

Suddenly the friendly looking plants seemed terrifying. Without meaning to I rushed to Batman's side, sticking close. He sent me another worried look. He was probably thinking about sending me home again.

I sent him a bright smile, trying to pretend I wasn't scared. Batman wasn't convinced but he didn't immediately grab me and throw me back in the batmobile. Why should he? I wasn't scared. I was a big boy. I was eight years old. That was much too old to be scared of a bunch of plants.

Batman waved to the side and we crept that way. The inside of the greenhouse looked like a jungle. Trees had grown taller, pants were brighter and bigger, thick leaves obscured our vision. Small streams had been built into the landscape but Ivy's plants had smashed them, making the streams into small rivers.

We followed these rivers to the very center of the greenhouse where Ivy stood in the middle of an artificial pond. Or rather, a gigantic plant sat in the pond. Ivy herself was at the top of it in a giant pink rose. Her back was to us. All I could see was a bit of red hair.

Batman glanced at me and nodded once. Then, we took off running.

Not three steps later something wrapped around my ankle. I gave a cry as I was suddenly pulled off balance. Something had a viselike grip on my ankle. That something seemed like rope. Living rope. The giant vine hulled me upwards so I hung upside down, dangling from my ankle. Before I could reach my utility belt more vines surrounded me like a cocoon.

"Batman!" I called his name but when I spotted him he too was wrapped in a vine cocoon. A deep angry glare fell across his face as the vines whipped us forward and we came face to face with Poison Ivy.

Ivy was green. I knew from what Batman had told me that she was green but it didn't really click until she was right in front of me. Her skin was light green. She had bright red hair. Vines circled around her body. She was wearing a tiny green dress that looked like the ladies at Bruce's parties wore; only hers was made out of leaves.

Poison Ivy grinned when she saw us. She leaned back in her flower chair with a soft chuckle. "Nice job babies." She murmured. I was about to protest. I was eight. I wasn't a baby. But then I realized she was talking to her plants.

"Hello Batman. I see you brought the boy. How delightful." Ivy laughed. She gestured and suddenly the vines brought us right in front of her. "I was rather hoping you'd show up." She said. Her hand caressed down Batman's cheek.

I made a face. What was she doing? Batman just kept glaring at her. "You see, I've been perfecting this new spore that I think you'll just love."

The next instant her lips were on top of Batman's. My eyes widened in shock. She'd just kissed Batman! "Ew!" I exclaimed without thinking.

Ivy laughed as she pulled away from Batman. And Batman… Batman was smiling. No, not smiling. He looked like those guys at Bruce's parties who drank too much. He had a dopey smile on his face.

"Batman?" I asked nervously.

"Now for the little birdie." Ivy said softly. She blew an air kiss at me. Little pink flecks seemed to float in the air towards me.

I twisted in my bonds. "What did you do to Batman?" I asked. The little pink flecks landed on my face. They tickled.

"Nothing much. I just messed with his hormones. He'll be doing whatever I want from now on, right Batman?"

"Of course, Ivy." Batman's voice sounded like mush. He didn't sound like Batman. He didn't even sound like Bruce Wayne. He sounded ridiculously happy, kind of like the girls at his parties.

"Just like you will too, little birdie, right?" Ivy cooed. Her green fingers traced my face.

"Ew gross!" I exclaimed, twisting my head away from her. "Why would I do anything for you?"

Poison Ivy frowned deeply. "Didn't the spores work?" She asked. Her fingers clawed at my cheeks now. "Perhaps they don't work on someone so young. You haven't even gone through puberty yet." She mused. She shrugged and stepped back onto her throne. "Never mind though. Having Batman working for me will be more than enough."

"Batman won't work for you!" I cried. Batman's sappy attitude had to be an act.

Ivy laughed though. "Is that what you think Boy Wonder?" With a flick of her wrist the plant released me, throwing me down onto the floor. "We'll see about that. Batman, kill him."

Her plants released Batman and he fell to the ground beside me. I smiled widely. "ha! We tricked you." I called. "Come on Batman! Let's get her."

But before I could run at her a large hand grabbed my cape and yanked me backwards. Batman pinned me to the ground, his fist raised above my face. My eyes widened in shock. "Batman?" I whispered. He was still just pretending. Right?

A gauntleted fist was racing towards my head. I let out a cry and twisted to the side. "Batman! Batman, what are you doing?" I exclaimed.

Batman didn't respond. Instead he just threw another punch at me. I leapt to the side. "Batman, stop it! This isn't funny. Stop pretending!"

Batman lunged at me. With a cry I ran. Batman chased right after me. There was a whiz and suddenly a batarang flew by my cheek. "Batman, stop!" I cried.

He didn't even seem to hear me. Batarangs were flying at me now. Batman wasn't pretending. He really had been brainwashed by Ivy. He was trying to kill me!

My eyes widened in terror. Suddenly something caught around my ankles and I fell to the ground. A length of rope was wrapped around my ankles, two heavy weights keeping me ground. And Batman was coming towards me.

"Well, this ended quicker than I would have thought." Ivy's voice laughed from her chair.

"Batman!" I cried. He didn't stop. He kept coming. No time to think. I grabbed the cords and yanked like he'd shown me. The ropes came undone and I leap into a back handspring just as an explosive landed where I had been.

Grasping for my utility belt I threw batarangs at him. Only one hit. Batman was running towards me. A punch and a dodge, a swift upward kick, more batarangs, and more leaping away. Training with Bruce had never been as hard as this. Bruce had never been trying to kill me before.

"Oof!" I let out a gasp of air as Bruce's fist landed in my stomach. I was knocked back a few feet, stumbling. Batman grabbed the back of my cape, hulling me upwards. "Batman!" I cried.

The next moment he'd thrown me into the trees. I screamed as I collided with the branches. I fell to the ground just as Batman appeared at my side. I had to go on the offensive.

I tried to do something. Uppercut, kick, dodge, kick, punch, throw, jump, attack. It wasn't working. For every hit of mine Bruce got in three more. I screamed as he yanked my arm backwards and I felt something pop.

"Daddy stop." I begged, sobbing now.

Even that didn't stop him.

I had to do something. I had to escape and then figure out a new plan. Batman was always telling me we had to do that if something got too difficult. But how did you distract Batman?

I threw down a fistful of smoke bombs, but of course that didn't work. Batman was used to fighting blind.

Ivy wasn't though. I ran as quickly as I could back towards the center. I grabbed as many explosives as I could and hurled them straight for Ivy's throne.

"Batman, help!" Ivy cried.

For a moment Batman stopped chasing me to go to her aid. It was all I needed. In the moment of chaos I ran back into the forest and shot up into the trees, and started jumping through them, getting as far away as possible.

"Where did that little brat go?" Ivy screamed. She took a deep breath. "No matter. He isn't a threat. With Batman on my side, what can go wrong?"

I wasn't crying. I wasn't.

A sob escaped my lips and I shook my head. Maybe I was crying. Just a little bit.

I had managed to escape to a small worker's chamber under the greenhouse. It was dark here, quiet too. I couldn't hear anything from above and that only worried me more. What if Ivy was going to send Batman after me again? I'd be trapped here. There was only one exit.

I sobbed again. I was terrified. Batman never prepared me to fight him. How did I stop him without hurting him? I was scared. Batman wasn't supposed to hurt me. Batman wasn't a bad guy. He wasn't supposed to be trying to kill me.

I moved slightly. A yelp of pain erupted. My arm hurt terribly. It was bleeding, so were my legs and forehead.

"Daddy." I whimpered. Batman was the one who was supposed to save me. I wasn't supposed to have to save him. Especially not from himself.

What was I supposed to do? He'd been hit with that pollen or drug or dust or whatever it was. I wanted to call for help. I wanted to sneak out and find Alfred or the Commissioner Gordon, but I couldn't. I'd have to creep by Ivy's hideout to get out and she'd see me. I didn't want to confront Batman again.

"Daddy." The sobs passed my lips. I rubbed my eyes furiously. I had to do something. I couldn't let Batman be her mind controlled puppet. I had to do something. "Think. Think." I ordered myself. I squeezed tighter into a ball, my hands on my head, willing myself to come up with a plan.

She'd blown some type of dust at me. It was supposed to turn me into her zombie like Batman, only I was too young so it hadn't worked. Although she'd kissed Batman she had to have used to same dust on him.

Whenever we got back from a mission Batman would have me take a shower. He said it was to get any dust, gases, or poisons off, especially if we'd been fighting scarecrow or joker. I looked around the small storage unit. Maybe a shower would help Batman now.

"Ew gross." I couldn't help whisper as I crept towards Ivy's throne.

She and Batman were kissing. She was sitting on her thrown and he was kissing her while giving her a foot massage. It was disgusting. There was no doubt anymore that Bruce wasn't brainwashed.

I made another gagging sound. Yuck. Didn't Batman realize she had cooties? Probably plant cooties at that. Poisonous plant cooties.

"Ok, Robin." I whispered to myself. "Let's go."

The next moment I jumped out of hiding. My grappling hook caught onto the bars overhead and I swung out towards them. I had to get Batman away from Poison Ivy. My feet landed right on his chest. Distracted, my swing kicked Batman all the way to the ground below.

"Kill him!" Ivy screeched. "You just don't learn, do you Wonder Boy?"

"It's Boy Wonder!" I cried.

Batman lunged at me. This time I wasn't scared though. This time I had a plan. "Can't catch me!" I made a face at him and jumped to the side as he chased me. Only a little bit more... There!

"Ah!" Batman tackled me to the ground. His hands wrapped around my throat and began squeezing. "D-d-daddy." I gasped, struggling in vain beneath him.

I heard Ivy laugh. She was sauntering towards us. "Daddy?" She cooed. "How precious. Joker and Two Face had said that, but I didn't know he really was your father. This will just make this that much better."

"D-dad-daddy." I was starting to see spots. Ivy was talking still. Something about how Batman was killing me was ironic or metaphorical or something about plants. Batman wasn't listening to me or her. He was just glaring at me with a feral curl to his lips.

My body went slack. Batman's grip loosened for a second. I flipped backwards, out of the way. Only one shot. I grabbed my batarang and threw it upwards just as Batman yanked my cape backwards.

A clang of metal sounded as my batarang hit the sprinklers. Suddenly water poured down on us and the fire alarm sounded. I let out a cackle. "Yes!" My cry turned into a scream as Batman hulled me backwards and threw me into the trees.

"No! Batman!" I cried. The water hadn't worked. Why hadn't it worked? He grabbed my arm, twisting it. I screeched. "Daddy!" I was sobbing now. It didn't work. Why didn't it work? Now what was going to happen? He was going to kill me!

Then, his grip weakened. "D-di-Robin?" Batman stuttered. He dropped my arm and stepped back. His body was shaking. He stared at me in horror. "Robin?" he repeated. He fell to the ground.

"Daddy?" I whimpered. "You-you aren't going to kill me now, r-right?"

"No. No." Batman grabbed at his head. He was gasping for breath.

Behind us Ivy gave an indignant screech. "You infernal brat!" She cried. Suddenly there was a roar. Four giant plants shot up from the ground. Ivy's face broke into a grin. "You'll pay for that. You see, Wonder Boy, the thing about plants is that they love water."

I screamed as the vines shot towards us. Batman leapt over me, crushing me to his chest as he sprang away just in time. "Get into a tree. Stay." He ordered.

Then he leapt towards Ivy, throwing a punch at her face. I scrambled up the nearest tree as best I could.

Back and forth, back and forth they went. He'd get in a punch, her vines would throw him back, he would throw a bomb, her plants would nearly tear his arm off. Batman wasn't getting better though. If anything he was getting worse. His movements were still sluggish. His mind seemed to be processing far slower than usual.

A vine got him, shooting him back ten feet. He landed in the pond, splashing to the bottom. Ivy stalked over to him. "Plants just love water, Batman." She whispered. Vines sprung up around her. This time they were a bright green and somehow livelier. Batman didn't stand a chance.

I jumped down from my tree, wincing as my legs nearly gave out. I couldn't worry about that though. Ivy was going to kill him!

I rushed forward, reaching into my belt for the most recent gadget Batman had given me. I hadn't had a chance to try it out. Hopefully it worked like I wanted.

"Batman, up!" I screamed.

He obeyed. The next moment he'd shot his grappling hook up and was swinging out of the pond.

"Little Brat!" Ivy cried, swinging around to face me just as I threw a handful of the pellets.

They landed into the pond and the reaction was immediate. Ice started to form. Within seconds it had started a reaction. Ivy screeched as it ice formed around her feet then grew upwards. In a minute, Ivy, her plant, and the pond were all frozen solid.

"Yes!" I cried. I jump into the air, only to come crashing down when my legs could hold me. "Ow."

"Robin." Batman landed next to me. His arms grabbed me into a hug and he pressed his face against my head. "Robin, I'm so sorry." He whispered. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's ok Daddy."I lied. I beamed up at him. I was just glad he was back to normal.

Or, maybe not so normal. He went to stand, then immediately fell back down. He looked woozy. "Are you ok?" I asked worriedly.

"Just the side effects of the poison. I'll be better soon." He promised. He gave me a weak smile.

While Batman sat, trying to regain his sense of balance, I grabbed his communicator and called the Commissioner. "Hi! Guess what? We got Ivy. You can come in now."

Soon the police were coming into the greenhouse. Commissioner Gordon rushed over to us. "Batman are you- Robin!" He broke off with a cry. "Robin, are you ok?"

I finally looked down at myself. Oh. Blood seemed to cover my legs and arms. Most of it had dried by now. I hadn't even noticed. "I'm ok." I lied. Now that I'd noticed them and burning and aching started to make its way up my body. I whimpered slightly. This would feel terrible in another hour.

"Are you sure? I should get a hospital-"

"No hospitals." Batman growled.

Commissioner glanced worriedly at me again before his eyes went to Batman. "What about you, Batman? Are you alright?"

"Fine." He hissed.

I grinned and spoke up. "He just has a bad case of cooties."

A/N: This was just something simple I wrote. It probably isn't my best work ever, but I thought I'd update for you!

***Important Anouncment!***

There was some confusion from my last chapter about what's going on. Obviously, I am still updating this story! I won't be updating anymore of the Christmas Fic though. The rest of that story will be in "Belief". That story already has Chapter One up, so go there for the rest of the details!

Thank you!