OO -- OO… Hmm. An odd turn of events. Some people're adding this to favourite's right after they reviewed… This is new for me… Well, thanks very much!

Raven stood, battle-ready, her half-demon senses on full alert. There was almost complete silence in the city, apart from the faint 'beeps' of the gridlock mid-town. She stood, one leg behind the other, her right arm out straight and her left folded and tensed, her hand just below her chin in a relaxed fist.

Whoof.

She span round, snapping her arm out, instantly switching her leg positions, face set in a triumphant-

Nothing there. The wind had caught the rim of a spare bucket, making it resonate. Nothing more.

Raven frowned, relaxing and putting a hand on her hip. How very odd… She didn't normally make mistakes… Well, there was always-

Two arms clamped round her upper body from behind.

She jerked sharply in surprise, a small 'eep!' escaping her lips. This was instantly followed by release, and, when she turned round, the crumpled form of Kyd Wykkyd doubled up in silent cackling. He lifted his head up, squinting with mirth, one arm folded across his chest holding his side, supporting the other on his knee. He jabbed a finger at her, then at his face, until his laughter re-doubled again, forcing him to crumple even more.

"Oh, c'mon, it wasn't that funny…" She frowned in a monotone voice. When he continued to laugh, she said, in the same deadpan voice, "Alright, have it your way. The more you laugh, the more I get to hurt you for squeezing my breast."

He stopped instantly, glancing up sharply as his shocked and puzzled face blanched. His feet slid from under him as he tried to back away, falling on his behind. He scooted away, waving his hands franticly and shaking his head.

She couldn't help but smirk at him.

"Alright, calm down." She said, holding a hand up. "I know you didn't. I just wanted a little revenge."

He sat still, forearm raised in defence, just in case she wasn't kidding. When he was convinced she wasn't, he put it by his side, frowning amusedly up at her. He held a hand out, asking for assistance standing up. She ignored it as a black aura surrounded his hand, pulling him until he stood upright at which point it vanished.

A beat grew into a pause.

Kyd Wykkyd held a finger up to stop Raven from speaking, as he wanted to 'say' something. He tapped the side of his head then tilted it to one side. He motioned towards her, tapped just under his right eye, swept his hand over the city then held his hand flat, wobbling it up and down.

Translation: Just wondering, did you see anything… weird about the city today?

"In what way?" She asked, guessing where this was going. (It was the 4th of July.)

He shrugged, putting a hand behind his neck as he tried to think of a way to communicate what he thought. He stood to attention, his left hand behind his back, whilst the other one pinched the air just in front of his mouth, his little finger sticking out. He glanced at Raven and shrugged, regaining his normal posture.

"I think I know. Everything went British?" She surmised, remembering earlier on when the Titans had captured Mad Mod. He nodded, slightly surprised.

"Crazy old guy called Mad Mod wanted this place to be under British rule again." She reviewed, shaking her cloaked head slightly. He tilted his head slightly, folding his arms and looking interested. She rolled her eyes, hating to summarise events.

"We were in the tower, counting down, when Mod shows up on our screens, shows his usual hypno-pics, then starts talking about how we should still be British and so on. After that, we went-"

"(That's enough.)"

Raven froze.

Wykkyd froze.

"(It's not very wise to tell others of our arrangements…)"

The Boy Wonder jumped down from the top of the upright girder, the pairs' gaze following his movement until he stood perpendicular to them, mask-eyes narrowed.

Raven bit her lip slightly, afraid of this, but trying to think of a way to phrase the situation so that he would accept it. As I said, she wasn't good at summaries.

Wykkyd was slightly worried, if you define slightly worried as full-body shakes and the feeling that your stomach wants to run away whether you're ready or not. Wykkyd was hardly an annoyance in villain terms, not even broken into a bank yet, so faced by Robin and his preceding reputation of being equal to the ranks of Slade… Yes, he was 'slightly worried'.

Robin, on the other hand, hadn't moved yet, arms folded and gaze focused on Raven, with occasional glares at the villain, Wykkyd.

"So…" Robin asked Raven, narrowing his mask-eyes slightly. "Care to explain…?" Raven looked away slightly, eyes flicking from side to side as she tried to think of something to say. After a few seconds, however, she sighed, annoyed, then turned to him.

"…alright. I'm not gonna insult your intelligence by saying 'it's not what it looks like', as it's exactly how it looks." She glanced at Wykkyd, who seemed to want to disappear into the ground. He could, but at that moment, it hadn't occurred to him. "I'm… I've been 'hanging out' with Wykkyd over there for the past few weeks…" She squinted her eyes shut as she said it. Boy, that sounded so lame…

Robin's gaze turned to Wykkyd. "Is she right?" He asked. Wykkyd hesitated, glancing towards Raven. "Well?" Robin snapped. He flinched slightly before nodding. Robin raised an eyebrow in puzzlement, but let it go.

"Why?" He asked, walking slowly towards him. Wykkyd's eyes widened as he got nearer, shaking slightly as he stood face to face. Even though Wykkyd was slightly taller than Robin, one couldn't help feeling intimidated by his seriousness. He took a step backwards, holding his shaky hands up as he shrugged.

"He can't talk, Robin." Raven spoke up as Robin's hand, which had been drifting towards his bo-staff, was enveloped by a dark aura. Robin glanced down at his hand, then back at Raven, a sceptical look on his face. Raven's emotionless face didn't change, telling Robin she wasn't lying.

"I don't know how it happened." Raven said monotonously as the aura vanished. "Kyd was on the museum roof, just looking in. Nothing more." She added, as Robin seemed to be ready to give him an evil look. "And we- sorry, I just started us talking…"

Robin paused, and then turned to look at Wykkyd. Wykkyd was trying to decide whether he was supposed to shake or nod his head at that statement, so he compromised by doing something halfway between.

"And you, Wykkyd." Robin asked, his tone softening ever so slightly. "You haven't done anything to harm Raven?" The tension lessened slightly. He shook his head, putting his right hand over his heart and the other up in a boy-scout salute.

"Trust me Robin," Raven said, smiling slightly. "If he'd tried anything, you'd know." Wykkyd mock frowned at her behind Robin's back as he tuned round.

"Right then." He turned back and nodded to Kyd Wykkyd, then turned to Raven. "Y'know, this would've been a lot easier if you'd just told me in the first place instead of me- Um, what're you smiling about?" He added, raising an eyebrow at the grin covering her face.

"Ppft- Ahem, nothing…" She said, trying to straighten her face as Wykkyd flapped his folded arms up and down behind Robin. She scrunched her nose up at him and waved him away with her free hand. Wykkyd stuck his tongue out and vanished, as Robin turned round, then back to her, confused.

"…right. Anyway, you might as well come back to the tower now you're friends' gone." Raven raised here eyebrows slightly. "Yeah, I don't mind. To be honest, he doesn't seem very dangerous, more… I dunno…"

"Mischievous?" She finished. "Yeah, you're right. C'mon, Chicken, I'll race you." She levitated in the air and shot of towards the tower.

"…chicken?" He mumbled, a large '?' appearing above his head. He shook it off and raced after her.

A figure appeared out of nowhere on the top of the museum. Wykkyd looked towards the tower guiltily, and then examined the locks on the top, activating his new H.I.V.E communicator.

"What is it!" Jinx's angry voice rang out. "Just 'cause we gave you one doesn't mean we're buddies! Now, waddya want?"