You Don't Scare Me

By Robin Gurl

Chapter 8

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I am so sorry about not updating this story…-_-;

Every time I typed it up, the file got damaged. So I finally got on the edge and figured I'd try it later.

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That morning Bruce opened his eyes. He looked over at Dick's Superman clock. "8:30…" Dick was still asleep and was curled up in Bruce's arms. Bruce pulled Dick a little closer and closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Alfred walked in two hours later to find both his masters still fast asleep. "Come on, rise and shine." He walked over and opened the curtains.

Bruce sat up using one hand to cover his eyes and the other to cover's Dick's eyes. "Alright Alfred I'm up." He looked down at his young ward who didn't even realize what was going on. "Come on Dicky."

Dick mumbled something and got up quickly heading for the bathroom. He came back rubbing his eyes looking confused, "Bruce what are you doing in my room?"

"You were having bad dreams last night. Come here and let me check you out."

Dick nodded. The check was something that Bruce did every time after they had been fighting. Dick pulled his shirt off and then his pants.

Bruce checked over Dick's body looking for horrible bruises and scrapes, hoping he wouldn't find any. Unfortunatly he did, a ring of black deep bruises circled Dick's small waist. ::Prolly from that electricity gadget.:: Dick's legs were also covered in bruises. "Well squirt looks like you had a tough time."

Dick nodded wincing as Bruce touched his wounds. "Ow.."

"Let's go down to the cave and let me fix you up." Bruce bent down and picked Dick up. Dick didn't protest, he didn't feel like walking anyway, sleepily the JR. Crime Fighter let his head lay limply on his mentor's shoulders.

"Wot about breakfast Sir?"

"Bring it down to the cave." Bruce responded from the library. He let Dick open the head of Shakespeare. "Go ahead. Make the doors open Dick." The 10 year old grinned and pushed the lever. He felt so important. The door slid open and Dick climbed down off of Bruce and went over to his pole, "Beat you down."

"In your dreams little man."

Down in the cave Robin hopped off his platform pouting when he saw that Batman had beat him down. Batman walked over to the first aid kit and pulled out the horrible "spray". Robin hopped off the table he had just climbed on and ran.

Batman turned around to see his partner gone. Perplexed he looked around then he saw the "spray" in his hand. Robin hated that stuff. When ever the Boy Wonder saw the "spray" he ran and hid not coming out for anything. It normally meant that Batman either had to go find Robin or he would get mad and Robin would come out. "Come on Dicky. It'll only hurt for a minute."



"NO!" Came the Boy Wonder's response. The 10-Year-Old wasn't dumb. That stuff hurt. He could live with the scrapes he had.

"YES!" Batman put the spray down and put his hands on his hips. "Don't MAKE me come LOOKING for you!" The Dark Knight threatened.

When Batman got no response he sighed inwardly little kids could be so stubborn sometimes. "Not even for some Animal Crackers?"

"NO!!" Animal Crackers didn't even come close to the amount of pain that "spray" caused.

"Dick if I don't it could get infected and make you sick.."

"So?" Robin could handle being infected.

Batman was getting tired of this game quick. "Look Richard Grayson get your behind up here on this table right now or we'll have a long word of prayer after breakfast."

Dick froze ::Uh-oh..Bruce is mad..:: Getting Batman mad was not good. Infact it was worse then getting Sergeant Alfred mad. The Boy Wonder came out from the Bat Computer like a dog with his tail underneath his legs. Batman had called him by his full name, he was in deep poop now.

Batman picked Robin up and sat him up on the table then pulled out the spray and sprayed Robin's scrapes. He looked up and saw Robin trying not to cry. Robin sat there as his knee stung. ::Owww..:: Tears threatened to fall. ::No..can't cry infront of him. No matter how much it hurts.:: He decided to whimper quietly instead. Ten year olds could whimper that was allowed.

After a minute Batman put the Boy Wonder down. "Feel better?"

Robin nodded then rubbed his stomach, "Batman when is breakfast?"

"Now young Sir." Alfred sat the tray down and the pitcher of milk along with it.

"Oh boy!! Bacon and Eggs!!" The 10 year old crime fighter ran to get there first. Unfortunately Batman grabbed his cape and then Robin felt himself be scooped up. "HEY!!" The Boy Wonder pouted cutely, "Put me down."

Batman shook his head, "Um..nope..nope.." Robin giggle, Batman sounded funny. "What's so funny?" Batman asked again his funny voice.

The question just made Robin cackle even more. "YOU ARE!!!" Batman laughed and carried the Boy Wonder over to the table and sat him down in a chair.

The Boy Wonder ate hungairly. After they were done Robin looked up, "So where are we going?"

"To Head Quarters."

"Roger."

"Do be more careful this time Mastor Robin."

"I'll try Alfred." Robin lifted his arms as Batman checked his safety belt. After Batman was sure it was secure he drove off.

End Chapter 8

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There that should keep you happy for awhile…I hope..I am writing as we speak Boy Wonder Sick chapter 4.

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