Chapter 9 begins a new mystery… (^,0) winking panda!
Robin was scared, no terrified. His arms were bound to something above his head. He was laying on his side on something… soft?
What? I'm laying down on something soft with my arms above my head? What is going on? Where am I? Robin looked around. He was on a bed it seemed. It was an old style one with curtains open on the sides. The sheets and the curtains were a deep velvety red. He felt a breeze against his skin. He looked down to see he was shirtless, and that the sheets were resting over him just above his hips. When he moved his legs, he felt sore. He looked around the room to see the Penguin walking towards him.
"Oh, good morning Robin! How are you feeling? We did a lot last night." The Penguin smirked at Robin's confused look.
"Wha- what do you mean?" Robin fond his voice was hoarse.
"Ho ho! Looks like all the yelling you did has taken a toll on your pretty voice; I hope it will be well for this evening." Penguin came closer to Robin. Robin's brain felt slow, what is he talking about? Penguin suddenly grabbed Robin by the shoulder. Robin felt some stinging as Penguin's hand rubbed across some open cuts.
Cuts? When did I get cuts! Robin shook his head slightly to clear it. Mean while Penguin was unchaining one hand. Robin thought he could use this chance but the Penguin with surprising speed slipped his arm into a mesh sleeve and re-chained his hand. Robin was shocked.
"What are you doing?" his voice was stronger now.
"Well, if you want to be nude all day, I'm perfectly fine with that. Sadly Riddler wants you to choose which you'd prefer. Since I'm sure you'd choose clothes, I brought this!" Robin watched as Penguin repeated his process to Robin's other hand that he had done with the first. He than slipped the sleeves up Robin's arms. The mesh stopped at the shoulders. The front had a dark, but bright, red color. It left his chest open and closed with a snapped just under his belly button. Robin could feel that the back was black mesh like the arms.
"I doubt these count as clothing." he said. Penguin just snickered and whacked Robin in the head with his cane. Robin was stunned. He felt Penguin remove the sheets and slip something over his legs up to his hips. He felt Penguin do it again with a leathery like fabric.
"These pants look great on you!" Penguin slurred like a drunken man. He tightened a belt around robin's waist. Robin wasn't dazed anymore and he felt violated.
"Pervert! What am I wearing?" He yelled.
"Oh hush and let me finish, unless you want to take it off again?" Penguin sounded hopeful.
"What! No! Just, finish?" Robin did not want to help persuade Penguin to do anything. Penguin frowned and wrapped another belt around Robin's thigh; the right one, the one with the cut all around it. Robin felt it rub and knew that the scab would come off soon.
"I was shocked to find the bandages. But the cut looks okay to me." Penguin smirked again. Robin looked down to see the leathery pants on the right leg only went down to the strap around his thigh, Then it was mesh until just after the knee where it became the faux leather again. His left leg was the leather until just pass the knee where it was mesh down to his ankle. Penguin put tight, black boots on his feet. The boots went halfway up his calf. Robin noted that there was an inch between his shirt and his pants.
It is better than nothing. Wait, I was NAKED! I have a bad feeling now.
Robin started to shiver. Penguin looked at him.
"Oh, just now getting it? It's been 17 hours since we kidnapped you. I doubt your team can find us. We are in space you see." Robin looked out a window that was on the wall closest to him. It showed him the ocean and a sunrise or sunset. He couldn't tell which. Penguin pushed a button somewhere and the picture pixilated until Robin saw the Earth, from space. He started to freak out. They were orbiting the Earth. What if they ran into the Watchtower! He couldn't let that happened. He tried to stop shaking but he couldn't, memories from the past few hours were surfacing.
Not now! I have to separate myself from these memories. I can't think they exist. They are irrelevant to the emergency at hand. His shaking slowed down a little bit. He felt a shove against his chest and realized his eyes were closed. He was rolled onto his back. Penguin clambered on top of him. He leaned forward so that his hips were resting, or rather jabbing, into Robin's hips. Robin felt a flush rise on his face.
"Get, Get off." He huffed. The penguin was heavy.
"I don't think I will Robin, love." The penguin ended his statement by shoving his face into Robin's. Robin jerked at the sudden movement. Penguin forced his mouth open and was suffocating Robin with his fat tongue. Robin tried to cough but he couldn't. Penguin started to move his tongue around in Robin's mouth. He pulled back leaving a saliva trail that still connected them. Robin wanted so badly to have Batman come and give Penguin a body cast. Penguin sneered at Robin's angry face. He then lifted his hands, but first he trailed them lightly up Robin's sides. He smiled as this action caused the boy to blush more.
"Hea hea, Robin, admit it, you like this." His hands reached Robin's face. He traced some scars around Robin's mask.*
"I heard these are from Joker. I like them. I like watching you bright blood against your pale skin. I like how it just runs. He pinched Robin's face so hard the mark bled. Robin didn't flinch. He was glaring at Penguin through his mask.
"I'm in control Robin. I think I'll use my control." He peeled Robin's mask off gently. Robin closed his eyes before Penguin could see them. Penguin slapped him. He didn't react.
"Well, I think I'll use more of my control." Penguin trailed his fingers down Robin's side until he reached the pants. He undid the belt. He started to slip his hands into the pants when Robin flipped himself onto his die and kneed Penguin.
"You? Gosh Penguin, I know pigs that have more control than you. Wait, I'm sorry for insulting your mother." Penguin screamed in rage.
"I tried to treat you nicely!" he waddled over to Robin's side and reached for his face. Robin opened his eyes and gave Penguin the, slightly less intimidating than Batman's, bat-glare. Penguin stared into Robin's eyes. He was shaking from fear and awe at the beauty he was beholding. Penguin fell over in a dead faint. Robin sighed with relief. He than twisted so his feet were in between the cuffs on his wrists. He was about to try t o break them when Riddler walked in.
"Oh my. I knew He was a failure." Robin stopped his escape attempt. Riddler hadn't looked at him yet. Robin silently slipped into the covers and pretended to be asleep. He listened to the Riddler wake Penguin.
"Wake now Penguin. There, that's a good fat man."
"What? Did you just insult me?"
"I'm going to do more than that." Riddler said as he pulled out a gun. Robin cracked his eyelids to see what was happening. Riddler had a gun at Penguin's head.
"I paid for this! You can't afford to kill me!" Penguin sputtered.
"Actually the ship was already mine. You disgust me. Your moves aren't good at all, and you are too fat to be fun. I truly will enjoy watching you blood color my carpet." Riddler smiled as he pulled the trigger. Penguin slumped over. Robin closed his eyes. He didn't want to watch.
"Oh Robin, I hope that didn't wake you," whispered Riddler. Robin listened as Riddler dragged Penguin out of the room. He felt the ship start to move, and he thought just in time as the Watchtower came into view. The ship he was on went in the opposite direction. Robin was rolled over and after a few minutes opened his eyes to see Penguin's lifeless body floating past his window, it floated towards the Watchtower.
Ok! The asterisk is to note a reference to a different story that happened before this on.
Friend- why would you release a prequel half way through a story?
Me- I felt like it
Friend- *hits me on the head*
Me- yeah, The prequel is called Jokes on You.
Friend-Sounds like you're advertising for a store. Jokes on You coming so to your nearest Fanfiction site!
Also I noted a few Chapters ago (chapter 4) I put an asterisk next to the word Ariel. If you didn't look it up an Ariel is a cartwheel without using or putting your arms down. Ok!