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Chapter Three
"Some of you guys can sleep in here. We've been using it for storage lately. Just some old stuff we've--" Jason started to explain. A label caught Robin's eye. He pushed past Jason and went to the box for a better look. "There's nothing really in that one. Just some pictures and weird costumes." Robin ignored him and opened the box, looking at the pictures.
Raven went over to Robin and looked at the pictures over his shoulder. One caught Robin's eye and he stopped, staring at it. "Is that your parents, Robin?"
"Your parents? Rob, why would Batman keep pictures of your parents?" Cyborg asked.
"Your parents are Circus freaks?" Jason asked, laughing.
In one motion, Robin took out his boomerang and threw it at Jason, stood up and was facing him. "Shut up." He said in a threateningly low voice.
"Yo!" Jason yelled, as he caught the boomerang; inches from his face.
"Jason, Dick, I'm going out of town for a few hours. Try not to--" Bruce was saying as he walked in the room. "What is going on?"
"Bird boy's trying to kill me!" Jason yelled.
"They were not freaks!" Robin yelled at him.
Bruce understood what they were talking about. "Jason, I'm sure they can find an empty room from here. You can leave."
"But Bruce--" Jason protested.
"Leave Jason." Bruce enforced. Jason, reluctantly, left.
"Dick, maybe you should see Marti while you're here. If one comment about your parents, from some kid who didn't even know them, gets to you then you may not be as over there death as you let on." Bruce explained. He had his hand on Robin's shoulder for comfort.
"I don't need some shrink--" Robin started.
"Just go see her. I'll see you guys this evening. Alfred and Bar…Batgirl are in the cave researching." Bruce said, leaving.
"Want to explain something here Birdy?" Jason asked, coming in. He must have been standing only feet away, listening.
"My parents were murdered. By a man named two-face." Robin said, shrinking to the floor and was re-engrossed into the pictures and clippings. He pulled out an article. "Here, read it yourselves." He threw it at them. Cyborg caught it. The Titans read it over his shoulder.
"Man, I'm sorry. I had no idea." Jason apologized.
"Yeah, you're right. You have no idea." Robin snapped. He spotted another box labeled 'Dick's clothes', he went to it.
Robin opened it and found the same kind of clothes he wore when they last helped Batman. He took them out and went toward the bathroom, he closed the door behind him.