Author's Note- This collection of Robin's in one short is in dedication the 'Robin' nobody I know wanted around, who has finally been eliminated.

You have to write a prompt based around one-three song, or multiple songs. It can either be about the song, what it reminds you of for that character, or just incorporated in some way.- I chose incorporated.

Robin blew out a breath and then ran forward, rushing quickly up the incline before he thrust himself off of the ledge, falling a few feet before he tucked his legs and rolled once over the building's top.

Quickly he pushed to his feet and ran around to the other side of the building, reaching into his belt to pull out his bo-staff. He gripped the closed bar in his left hand, spinning around behind the building and focusing on slowing his harsh breathing from running that quickly.

But if they caught wind of him they wouldn't follow, they'd scatter, and he was luring them here...

Which as he closed his eyes to listen for who was around, he realized it had worked out just fine. Harsh voices lowered to a hush were not too far behind him and he could hear the sloppy clatter of the rails from the escape, the steps of boots not far from him now...

He waited until he heard the steps a few feet behind him, making sure he couldn't hear any close enough to start circling the stairwell door on the rooftop that was hiding him. He turned and grabbed ahold of the top of it, throwing himself up and around it, gliding above it to land in the middle of the group of thugs.

Robin's knees half-locked as he landed and took the brunt of the weight there. His finger slipped over the release and the bo sprung out to it's full length as he straightened and swung into an attack to hit the nearest thug before he could even raise his weapon.

They'd been tracking them for a week, making sure who was in the crowd and then they found a meeting place, one that hadn't been ratted out. Batman was still back dealing with the majority, but they'd planned it for Robin to lure out some of the small guys so the big cheeses couldn't escape from Batman.

He stood straight and leaned his shoulders forward, right foot sliding back as he twisted sideways and yanked his bo back from the first guy he'd hit into the one behind him. He twisted it up and around his fingers, flipping his grip and hit the one to his right in the stomach, flicking his wrist to spin the other end into the guys ribs, sending him to the ground.

A swish alerted him to a weapon and he used the man currently falling to push himself up in the air and flip over, spinning as his boot hit the rooftop and he jabbed him directly in the chest, making his arms pause. He jerked the bo to the left and unarmed him before spinning himself to kick him in the shoulder and jerk his steel toed boot into his chin to send him sprawling to the floor.

The first few around him had fallen now and the other two waves were starting to close in...

"I'm bringing sexyback. Yeah. Them other boys don't know how to act."

Tim was thrown for a loop as... a song? started to play around the rooftop. He tightened his grip, mask creasing between his brows as he waited for who was trying to distract him from the attack. But the attackers seemed just as confused.

"Get your sexy on, get your sexy one."

Tim's mask shot up as he realized that the song was accompanied by... a vibrating in his pocket. His phone? No, that was definitely not his phone. The thugs who had been distracted as him lost interest quickly and three of them rushed him. Tim jumped up and grabbed ahold of one's shoulder to use him to swing around and kick him in the face, landing on the ground and catching the staff he'd tossed up.

"If that's your girl, better watch your back."

Uh! Tim ducked low and twisted his footing around before tripping the thug who had originally lunged, throwing him to the ground as he dug in his pocket with his free hand to tug out his phone and stop the ringing. He glanced over the caller ID and... Do you think I'm sexy was calling him?

Tim blanched internally but tried to hit ignore, only finding it picked up.

"I can't believe you were going to hang up on me!"

Dick! He only barely dogged the knife being swung in his direction. What? Well, actually, the ID made sense now, but still! What was going on here?

"Yes, I know, I bet he would have you too."

"I'm busy!" He said into the phone, realizing as he flipped over someone coming at him to hit them in the back of their knees, throwing a birdarang to stop the one trying to get away near the door to the staircase.

There was a click and he was relieved, though he didn't have time to put the phone away as someone got a grip on his bo and he had to grapple with the much stronger man before twisting to his left and bringing his knee up to kick him hard in the wrists.

He let go of Robin's bo and he spin it quickly to get his hold on it before leaping after the guy that was pulling out the gun, dropping a smoke bomb onto the ground as he did so.

"Better hide your wallet because I'm coming up quick to strip your cash."

Oh not again! His phone was vibrating in his hand as he swiped the boy over the guy's knuckles shooting the gun blindly. He kicked his legs out and listened for the gun skidding away. He heard it hit the edge of the building too, probably bounced a bit.

"But see me on the streets and duck... because I just don't give a fuuuck."

He went to press the scree button to ignore it, but again, it picked up.

"Ha! I told you." It was Dick's voice again.

"It was probably an accident, he likes me," Jason spoke up... he should have known!

"What are you two doing!" Tim hissed, dropping to the ground as he could hear guns going off with the sudden noise to point at.

"You're going to get him killed! But you think you're smarter than me?"

"Everyone's smarter than you! And it's your fault, this was your idea," Tim gritted his teeth before pulling the phone up to end the call and shove it in his pocket. Why did he have such crazy brothers? Who left them alone in a room?

As he jumped up out of the smoke, cape flying misleadingly behind him, he jumped down in the thick of the thugs again, starting to take them out too.

Tim knew what had happened now... he must have made the serious mistake of leaving his phone unattended. Every time he did it... his contacts ended up having stupid ringtones that apparently they decided were cool that week, and different names. Apparently they'd gone the extra step of switching his settings around and not keeping his phone on silent too. For some bet about if he'd pick up Tim would guess.

Why didn't they know who to get along?

Tim grappled with the last guy and faked him out with a kick only to swing his fist into the soft part under his ribs, making him buckle and then jerked his knee up to hit him in the head. He paused momentarily, looking around at the smoke finally clearing away, breathing in heavily as he checked they were all down and unarmed.

They were and he started to go around to tie them up quickly before they woke up before waiting on Batman to come with the evidence to tie them to the warehouse. From there they'd call the police to pick the whole group up.

As he tied the last restraint and dragged the heavy guy into the middle of the rooftop with the others, and started to walk away to hide into the shadows again, his phone started to vibrate before the ringtone went off.

"Suga Suga how you get so fly? Now I ain't worried about a thing..."

Tim quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket, flipping it open. That ringtone he actually knew and had programmed into his phone himself. The timing though... was just a little too good...

But he was probably being paranoid.

"Hey," He said into the phone, keeping his voice his proper one for the suit as he tucked his bo away again after collapsing it.

"Hey sexy thing."

Tim hung his head slightly, shaking it even as he grinned.

"What's up?"

"I wanted to know if you wanted to go out."

"I'm busy tonight, actually," Tim said regretfully. "But tomorrow?"
"Nah, it looks like you've got a break right about now."

Tim smirked a bit, he knew it was too well timed for Steph. There she was though, jumping down from the rooftop that was adjacent to this one, hood pulled up on her Spoiler suit.

She strutted over and he smiled, tucking the phone away finally.

"That was quite the show, I bet it was all for me too," Steph said, throwing him a wink and as usual, had no regard for the suit and just kissed him before looking over the guys starting to groan and either start to rouse or falling more into unconsciousness. "So how long until the big bad bat shows up and spoils all my fun?"

"About twenty minutes," He replied, until he got here anyways. Probably call to check in in about fifteen.

"Oh! Lots of time then," Steph winked at him before tugging him down to sit on the edge of the rooftop.

Songs-

Sexyback- Justin Timberlake

Just don't give a Fuck- Eminem

Suga Suga- Baby Bash