"No, no, no, no, no, no, no." Robin whimpered as he was dragged down the hallway by the hand. He turned and tried to tug the opposite way, but Slade's grip wouldn't let up at all. He whined in despair and went limp, finally succeeding in making Slade stop.

"Enough, Robin. In order to attend this school you need to have medical papers and the only way to get those is by going to a doctor." Slade said firmly.

"No, no, no." Robin mewled some more. His dead weight body was being dragged on the smooth linoleum floors, his Velcro shoes providing little to no friction.

"Do not make me carry you." Slade warned. "You're a big boy. You know how to walk."

"No doctor." The boy pleaded.

"Yes, doctor. You need a check-up and going to the doctor here is better than finding one in the public." Slade told him.

The halls were completely empty, awaiting the arrival of the first day of school in a couple of weeks; they were awaiting the arrival of their newest student. Slade had already packed his old apprentice uniforms and everything he would need for school, including his night diapers and some pull-ups in case Robin had any bad days. After several tear-filled arguments, he also allowed Robin to pack his never-ending stock of pacifiers, his bear, and his blanky all under the condition that they remain in the dorm room at all times. Despite Robin agreeing whole heartedly, he had asked the Hive boys to make sure that he lived up to his promise, especially when it came to binkies.

"No, no, no…" Robin kept whimpering. Tears streamed out of his eyes. He dropped to his knees and Slade sighed impatiently.

"That's it. You had your chance." Slade sighed. In one quick swoop, he grabbed the little teenager and slung him over his shoulder, ignoring the whines of protest and kicking squirms that resulted from it. He walked him straight to the infirmary and dropped him down into one of the waiting chairs while he went to talk to the head doctor. Robin curled up into a ball and wiped his eyes as he pouted angrily at the mercenary. He fiddled quietly with the Velcro on his shoes while Slade exchanged a few words and then suddenly, his name was being called. He obediently stood and scooted over to Slade, shyly taking his hand and burrowing his face into the man's side.

"It's time for your physical." Slade stated. He led Robin into a private room with the doctor close behind. He shut the door while Slade hoisted the boy onto the examination table and started to remove his shoes while the doctor watched in silent curiosity. Slade removed his shoes and socks, then his jacket. It wasn't until he began tugging at his shirt that Robin shook his head and pushed his hands away.

"No nakies." Robin insisted, looking shyly at the doctor.

"The doctor needs to make sure you're healthy. You can trust him because I say so." Slade stated.

Robin bit his lip unsurely. He was a stranger, but if Daddy said he was okay…

Slade finished undressing him down to the Pampers that he had been put in for the long trip. The doctor immediately raised his eyebrows in question but with one challenging look from Slade's single eye, he chose to keep his mouth shut.

"Do everything the doctor asks of you or you can expect a spanking when we get home." Slade whispered into the boy's ear. Robin looked at him, his big blue eyes widened in alarm and nodded obediently.

Slade took a seat and kept a close eye on Robin, making sure he did everything that the doctor asked of him. There wasn't a single problem until the doctor had Robin stand up and face the wall. When he gripped the teen's shoulder without any warning, Robin seized his arm and twisted around, tucking his foot against the man's stomach and shoving him against the opposite wall.

Robin stood there in shocked horror as the doctor groaned in pain. He hadn't meant for it to happen, he was just startled and it was just…reflex. Frightened tears welled up in his eyes and he quickly backed away from Slade. He was going to get spanked now.

"Come here, sweetheart." Slade called gently. "You're not in trouble."

Robin burst into tears and shook his head, cowering into the corner. "I'm sorry." He sobbed, squeezing his eyes shut. He struggled wildly as Slade picked him up into his arms and began to bounce him a little.

"Shhh…Robin." He whispered. "I understand that it was just an accident. You aren't getting spanks."

Robin looked up at him tearfully. "I don't want spanks."

"You won't get them. You aren't in trouble, I promise, baby." Slade said softly, not wanting the doctor to overhear. He turned his back to the man and patted the puffy seat of Robin's diaper. "Are you ready to finish up?"

Robin bit his lip unsurely and it wobbled beneath the confines of his teeth. He hesitantly shook his head. "All done." He stated almost in a pleading tone.

"Just finish up and we'll get ice cream." Slade sighed. When he got no response, he bounced the boy in his arms a little. "Okay?"

Robin silently nodded and once he was placed back on the floor, the doctor, having recovered, quickly finished his exam. Once it was over, Slade wasn't sure who was more relieved: the doctor or Robin. He left the two alone so that Robin could get dressed and in less than five minutes, they were gone.

"Do you need to go potty before we leave?" Slade asked him once they were completely alone in the hallway. At Robin's quick nod, he changed directions and made a beeline for the nearest restroom. "Peepees?"

"Poopy." Robin replied and Slade began to pick up his speed. He pushed through the door and selected a stall, setting Robin down in front of him.

"Do you need help?" Slade asked him as the boy tugged his pants down. Robin glanced up and presented the front of his diaper to the man. He bent down and untaped the baby garment, taking it away completely and hoisting him onto the toilet. "Tell me when you're done."

Robin nodded obediently and kicked his legs as he sat, waiting for nature to take its course. Five, six, seven minutes passed and finally Robin announced that he was done. Once he had cleaned himself up Slade assisted in retaping the diaper. Hands were washed and then Robin was picked up once more.

Red was draped over the throne when Robin and Slade returned to the lair. He immediately straightened up and tossed aside the "gentleman's magazine" that he had snagged earlier from a convenience store. Robin, who was giggling and squirming restlessly in Slade's arms waved to him with sticky hands that were stained with the same chocolate that encircled his mouth. Slade sat him on the counter beside the sink and grabbed the washcloth.

"Hold still." Slade ordered as he scrubbed him clean. Robin wiggled around impatiently and the second he was released, he took off toddling around the lair.

"I've got some calls to make, keep an eye on Robin." Slade ordered the thief.

"Sure thing, boss." Red smirked, getting up to go find something to eat. Meanwhile, Robin had come across a picture book he had never seen before.