The following is just a stupid little fic dregged up from the bottom of my braaaaaaaaaaaaaain.
Inspired by what happened after The Quest.
Disclaimer: I own no part or parcel of DC or Cartoon Network.
Robin's Secret
Beast Boy, Raven, Starfire, and Cyborg, fresh off of trying Robin's 'cool stuff', as Beast Boy put it, were lounging in front of the TV at the tower.
"Robin, would you like a Zesti?" Starfire asked Beast Boy. Both were dressed in Robin's flamboyent attire, Starfire's with a bare midriff and Beast Boy's hanging off him like a cheap suit. They gave the effect of a haphazard circus coming through town.
"Why yes Robin, I would! Robin, would you like another slice of pizza?" Beast boy asked Cyborg, who, due to his being several inches taller than Robin and about twice as big around, could not fit into the costume but opted to wear it anyway. The effect was something like watching a bear in a leotard; you know the bear isn't supposed to be wearing it, but darn it if it doesn't look like its having a good time.
"Why certainly Robin! Robin, would you care to hand me a napkin so that I could wipe the pizza sauce off my Robin-suit?" Cyborg inquired of Raven, who actually made the Robin look work for her; the skintight suit seemed to fit her quite well.
"No prob, Rob." Raven deadpanned in probably the first joke of her existance.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Hmm...message coming in from Gotham...who could it be?" Cyborg questioned. He switched the television on, and set it to recieve the videoconferance from Gotham.
A cowled head came into view. It was a black cowl, with pointed ears. All present knew who this was. Batman.
They stared at Batman. Batman stared at them. Staring was felt all around.
Cyborg felt the need to say something first. "Ah, Mr. B-Batman sir," he began to sweat, "what can we help you with?"
Batman opened his mouth.
Batman closed his mouth.
He looked as though he had something to say, but couldn't quite word it in the face of the strangeness.
Finally he opted to ask, "Is Robin in?" He surveyed the scene, and sarcasticly rejoined, "The real one?"
Cyborg gaped, and whimpered, "N-n-no sir. He's in China, training w-with the great master, o-or something."
Batman nodded. "Understood. Batman out." Before he disconnected, though, he hesitated. He stared at all of them from the moniter.
"You should all know, this isn't that...strange. Who do you think Robin dresses up as?" With that, he disconnected.
The Titans looked at each other, and breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Beep...Beep...Beep
Cyborg's head snapped up at the mellow sound.
That's an image upload, He thought.
"Moniter, on screen!" They looked up at the image on the moniter, gasped, and fell to the paralyzing throes of laughter.
(the next day)
"Hey guys, I'm back!" Robin yelled as he entered the Tower. No greetings met him as he trugged through the halls, carrying his pack.
Wonder where everyone is...
As he came around the corner to the entertainment room, his eyes grew huge, and he gasped at the picture on the screen.
The other Titans came out of hiding in the room, all grins in their Robin-suits.
He gaped at them, finally finding the voice he needed. "Where...did you get that photo?" He choked out.
They merely smiled as Robin, who's deductive skills were on par with the likes of Batman and the Question, figured it out and charged to his room, all thoughts of the wierdness of his teammates wearing his stuff in the back of his mind, replaced by thoughts of murdering Batman.
The image still burned into his mind's-embarrased-eye of him as a teen not much younger than he is now, dressed in an oversized Batman costume, using Bat's 'cool stuff'.
Heh, just a short little fic I thought of after watching The Quest. How creepy would it be to see your housemates wearing your costume? I thought he took it quite well.
Anyway R & R!