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I slept in alright, but wondering if Red X will return tonight. If he does, I might have to really think what I was doing here. How could I explain this to my team? They never liked him much at all, but what choice do they have? Red X was nothing but a thief to them. To me, he was someone that juggled between a thief and a hero, just going by what comforts himself the most.

In my mind, has played out to the last words I've said to him before he began to play the hero. Red X chose to play the hero because of me, but why? Was there something I said that has moved him more to connect to the heart? No matter, I knew I wasn't going to get much of my answer anyway.

My head shook and decided to hop into shower to get the pool water's scent off of me. The water felt nice, good pressure, and everything. It made me forgotten what it was like to be…rich. Something has occurred to my mind and thought about it. Could…Slade met Batman or dealt before?

"No, I need to think…fun for once." I sighed and thought of the very last fun I had.

I stood in front of my bed and recalled the times where my parents and I were laughing. I was on dad's shoulders and mom offered some popcorn. We talked about silly things and pointed out about some of the plans for the day. We got to go to the amusement park, rode rides, and played games that the carnivals didn't have. Mom took pictures. Dad held me up bunch of times. They both hugged me and kissed me so much.

My wobbling knees gave in and fell to the ground. My hands clenched onto the bed's sheet and the tears leaked out. I sniffled and couldn't help it. The times I couldn't place myself to go back to again, if the fun returns to my life, I'd think of my parents over and over. How could I truly move on? Being a hero was more important to me, to know I was living it up to prevent get away murdering or allow murdering to be process.

"Robin?" The deeper voice has called in, "You…okay?"

I sniffled and wiped the tears off as I stood back up. My head nodded to lie like I always do, no one needed to know, and it was better off alone to keep it to myself. No one knew how I felt.

"Just a little shocked over a nightmare, nothing serious." I informed him.

Slade nodded, "If you say so. I made scrambled eggs and toasts."

I nodded and he left the door open for me. I made sure I finally stopped and moved on. I bought up a starter smile, which wasn't much. Slade had the food on the counter and chairs set out. He was already sitting down, helped himself into his classic novel reading, and to me, I had a feeling he already ate. Eating was a wise thing to do at the moment and just act normal…or like I was someone behind the mask.

"…so, what else can I do around here besides swimming?" I wondered.

Slade pulled his eyes away from the pages and glanced up. He was quiet, but I couldn't really judge his expression behind that metal mask. It was so much to think about, but I left that behind.

"There's rock climbing indoor, roller skating indoor, skateboarding indoor, bowling indoor, and game room." Slade pointed them all out.

I blinked once. Everything to believe was new and shocking.

"Are you rich or something?" I couldn't imagine of this place.

Slade hummed and chuckled lightly, "I built the place myself years ago with interests. I always come here for a month of relaxation. It's peaceful here." He explained.

Slade sounded so human when he explained about peaceful and I was messing it up. My shoulders shrunk and decided to eat up more before I'd mess that up. What kind of a hero was I?

"Bowling? I've never done that before." I commented and kept eating anyway.

Slade glanced up shockingly, "You? Never played bowling? Perhaps I should teach you."

I met up his glance, "I never played it. Not even as a kid. I don't know…what if it takes forever to teach?"

Slade chuckled, "It's not difficult and you'll be a starter. The more you're into it, the less of a beginner you'll be."

Both were true. I actually never bowled because of working in the circus in my life time and then, became a hero. However, what Slade has said was also true. Once something was new to try, the experience gains in some more to be an expert. I was already looking forward for real fun, maybe that's all I ever needed to do.

I finished up eating on my plate and started to clean up my dishes at the sink. Both of my hands were grabbed and pinned down on the sink's counter.

"What are you doing?" Slade asked.

"Cleaning my mess," I answered calmly.

He hummed, "That's not your job. Do we need to repeat why you're here?"

I sighed, "I'm here for vacation. It's just a force of habit to clean my mess."

Slade chuckled, "Then, we'll break those habits." His head leaned in close to my ear, "Start thinking of the fun you will have here."

Slade still had me on the sink's counter, but it was harder to go against the man who had captured me. I nodded anyway and smiled to even think of the fun he had in mind.

"Bowling?" I hoped to hear soon.

Slade nodded, "Of course, let's head over there."

His hands released and guided me to wherever the bowling room was. I had to remember stop doing that habits or he'd might start making threats eventually. It would be better he doesn't and the last threats weren't comforting either. We used the first door, took the opposite direction of the way to the pool was, and Slade flicked on the lights in this huge room. It was like ten lanes here and can be up to five people per lanes or something.

Slade chose the ones closer to us and activated this lane. It caused the motor to hum and roamed loudly, but numbed the sound down like a motorcycle. There's screen and laid out to make scores. Slade gestured me over to the middle of the lanes where the bowling balls were and he pointed at them.

"Pick the ones that fit your fingers, but not too loose or tight." Slade instructed.

I nodded and glanced around. They each have their own weight pound like nothing under six pound so far. So I did the fingers fitting and it was a bit too small. It took a while to find the sizeable ones and apparently, twelve pounds was the right size.

"Alright, remember your bowling ball's weight or it would cause damage if drops." He proceeded the warning at least.

I nodded, "Okay…now, what do I do?"

Slade grabbed my free elbow and guided me up to the lane, but before its line met. His hands forced my body in some sort of stances I wasn't too sure about. Once he got that down, one hand rest on my left shoulder and slipped to my elbow to my hand. His other hand held the bowling ball up to our upper hands. He guided me a couple of times and I watched out connecting hands, especially with the bowling ball in hold.

"Now, let's give it a real try. When you forward, be sure to have the ball lower and release it at the same time. With great effort of force, you'll be able to gain speed and power hit to the pins." Slade explained.

I nodded, Slade remained on me, and helping me out on this. The ball swung back and then, forward to the ground as it rolled straight fast through the long lane here. It was heading on the side of the pins and knocked down about three from my judgment. I gasped and couldn't believe it. Slade released me and gave space between us.

"Whoa! That's cool!"

Slade nodded, "Yes, now wait for your ball to come back on the rack and do it again. After your second turn, I will take my turn. The screen will keep track of yours and my scores."

I followed the plans he told me to do and it was simple enough. It was fun…something I haven't exactly thought of before for so long. I took my next turn and got more pins down, but only leaving three standing up. It was interesting how the machine works to fix it up so simple. Slade took his turn, the first of his managed to get half down, and started to get the rest down after his second turn.

It took a while to adjust myself, but it was so cool to let a ball do something to get a great hit. Slade was natural at it, sometimes he'll have more than six pins down or all at once. He told me they were called strike if all hit at once in the first try. If I managed to get all down in both turns, it would be a spare. I never knew this before in my life time and how challenging it was. There were laughter, cheering, and edgy moments to find out how many pins fall or whether they do or not.

Slade and I were comfortable when playing and definitely relaxed too. Not once did I have to think about anything else. At the end of the game, Slade's score was about a hundred and thirty. Mine was ninety-eight. I wasn't too sure about the score whether they were a good thing or not, but we ended up playing another set of game.

After six hours of playing bowling and massive fun, we got hungry and headed back over to the kitchen. I got my score twenty points close to Slade's. He had a hundred and thirty-nine score. It wasn't bad either! It was a new experience and everything! I never thought to do something like this!

"I hope you don't mind pizza, they're store bought more of." Slade pointed out.

I shrugged, "That's fine, I'm used to pizza. What kind is it?"

"Your favorite,"

My jaw dropped, "The bacon pepperoni!"

He chuckled, "Yes, I noticed it whenever you order it by yourself."

"No way! I hadn't had that in a while!" It was true, the last time when I went by myself to get this pizza was like seven months ago.

Slade nodded and took care of baking the pizza first. For me, I sat down on the couch and felt like my entire body collapsed after having so much worked into it. I shrugged it off since it wasn't any big deal.

Slade joined onto the couch with me and turned on the television. It was the first time to see him actually use that thing…why? Suddenly, it was based on Gotham City news and laid out about Joker doing some tricks. I wasn't too sure what that was about.

"…Joker has been secretly pulling Batman to a hide out and this left them between no damage harms. It has appeared that they may be simply arguing until one of the wins or escapes. However, Joker stills attack innocent people to explore his truer potential plan. Batman still manages defeat the criminal before the plot could worsen." The news woman said.

Slade glanced over to me and shrugged.

"This is very strange tactic of Joker. What do you think due to your experience around Joker?" Slade wondered.

I sighed and crossed my arms, "Seeing how Joker communicates with Batman is more of a theory is that he's considering his true interests to find out Batman's identity and mine alone. Joker wants to be the first of everything to know, but I don't know why Batman allows Joker to be this close. Batman knows Joker is too close to find out the real secret, but something is off. There's more than just conversation or arguments going on there."

Slade nodded, "Natural for archenemies to be doing, but why Batman is allowing being this much close?"

I looked over at Slade, just emotionless about that, "I left Batman and everything behind. I don't know, alright? Batman maybe my former mentor, but I'm still pissed off at him for trying to keep me out in fighting crimes."

Slade muted the news, "I thought he is your mentor still?"

I crossed my arms and slid down a bit on the couch, "Not for the past four years."

Slade nodded and stared down at the carpet's material. It was rather a difficult subject to talk about anyway and that, I was hungry. I couldn't just go into my room without food. So, we focused our attention to the news in silent as our mind wonder on its own.

The pizza was finally done, I took a couple of pizza onto my plate and headed into my room anyway. Slade locked the room and I sighed. At least today was alright and…relaxing in some sort of sense. I wasn't too sure what time it was, but maybe we're in Gotham city for all I know.

Next chapter will be out around later today (5/27/12) or tomorrow, but soon enough! Please Review? Thank you!