Okay, let me correct one of my earlier statements. I will update everyday if I A) get at least three reviews and b) if my computer works. I did get enough reviews, so thank you those who are reviewing. I didnt update because I couldnt access the internet for various reasons. And those of you who arent reviewing, if you dont check your email and dont see the alert then okay, I cant do anything about that or if your busy I cant do anything about that either. BUT, I have in my email alerts of who's folowing the story, so I know who you are (-,-). Dont take that seriously, I'm just trying to say I know who are reviewing and who's not.

Wow, will I ever get a life?

Turnip sat on the floor of his room at Ollie's home. It was still bare. It was originally one of the guest rooms with light blue carpet and white walls. A twin bed was in the corner with his quilt laying on top. A dresser was beside the door and the curtains were covering the window.

He silently whispered the names and purposes of all his new arrows that were laying on the ground in front of him. Artemis and Ollie had given him a few arrows to start with.

"Dude."

Turnip gasped and jumped up. He looked toward the direction of the voice and saw Robin standing by the open window. He was wearing jeans and a leather jacket and sunglasses. His arms were crossed as he leaned against the door, smirking.

"R-Robin?" Turnip asked as he walked over to Robin. "What are you doing here? How did you get here?"

"I know were Ollie lives." Robin said. "And I got here on my motorcycle."

Turnip smiled. "Impressive." He said quietly. "Did anyone-"

"No."

"Not even-"

"No." Robin said firmly.

Turnip's eyes widened and he stepped back. "Are you okay?" He asked quietly.

"Yeah, sorry." Robin said, rubbing the side of his face. "Just had a rough night."

"Do you need anything?" Turnip asked and sat down on the floor again.

"Nah." Robin walked over to Turnip. "Get up." He said.

"W-Why?" Turnip asked as Robin gently pulled him back to his feet.

"You're gonna patrol with me." Robin said.

"What? No!" Turnip pulled away from Robin. "I-I'm not ready-"

"Yes you are." Robin said gently. "And I would protect you anyway."

"But its really late..."

"The best time to patrol." Robin said and walked over to Turnip's dresser and pulled out a black hoodie.

"Robin...I'm not ready..." Turnip pleaded. "Ollie and Artemis are still training me."

"You trust me, don't you?" Robin asked and walked over to Turnip.

"Yes..."

Robin pulled the hoodie over Turnips head. "Then come with me."

Turnip sighed. "Let me tell-"

"He doesn't need to know." Robin said.

"Robin..." Turnip sat down on his bed. "I want Ollie to trust me."

"Its okay." Robin said and picked up Turnip's bow and handed it to him.

Turnip hesitantly took the bow. "You wont let anything bad happen?" He asked quietly as Robin put his arrows in the quiver.

"Course not." Robin smirked. He got up and stood in front of Turnip. He pulled Turnip to his feet and wrapped the belt attached to the quiver around Turnip's waist. "Why do you wear this on your waist? Doesn't it go on your back?"

Turnip shrugged.

"Lets go." Robin said and walked back over to the window.

Turnip swallowed and followed Robin. He jumped out the window easily behind him and landed gracefully in the tree outside the window. He held onto a branch and watched as Robin swung down the branches and onto the ground.

"Ya coming?" Robin asked as he looked up.

Turnip nodded and jumped onto a lower branch. He easily swung himself down. He hopped off the lowest branch and stumbled slightly when be landed on the ground.

Robin caught him by the arms and held him up.

Turnip looked up at Robin, blushing when he saw how close their faces were.

Robin smiled and let go of him and silently ran to the front gates.

Turnip ran behind him. Both were thin enough that they could simply slip through the bars.

Robin's motorcycle was parked against one of the columns surrounding Ollie's property.

Robin got on the bike and Turnip awkwardly walked over to him.

"Get on." Robin said and tossed Turnip and extra helmet.

Turnip pulled the helmet on and climbed onto the back of he seat. It was a single person seat, but both Robin and Turnip were small enough to fit on the same seat.

"How do you like the robin-cycle?" Robin asked.

"The robin-cycle?" Turnip giggled.

"Hey," Robin said and started the engine. "I'm proud of her."

Turnip wrapped his arms quickly around Robins waist.

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"Where are we?" Turnip whispered to Robin when they got off the bike. Robin had parked in an ally somewhere.

"Gotham." Robin said.

"Dude!" Turnip hissed. "Why?"

"Why not?" Robin laughed. "Follow me." Robin took off down the ally.

Turnip followed him. "What are we doing?" He asked quietly.

"There was suppose to be a bank robbery down here." Robin said as he and Turnip walked betweee the buildings. "See." He pointed to Gotham Central bank, which was surrounded by three black vans.

"OK..." Turnip said and looked over Robin's shoulder.

"The bank is closed." Robin said. "So someone who works there is probably involved."

"How do you know?" Turnip whispered.

"If they're attacking when its closed," Robin started. "Then they must already have somebody who can get through security."

Turnip nodded.

"Follow me." Robin said and walked over to a fire escape on the apartment building they were next to.

"Like I have a choice." Turnip muttered and followed Robin.

Robbie smirked and climbed up the fire escape.

Turnip followed. He was already a fairly good acrobat, plus Robin was training him in hat department, so he had no trouble climbing and jumping off things.

When they got to the top of the building, Robin sprinted over to the edge and pulled out his grapple gun. "Come here." Robin said quietly and shot the grapple gun at a pillar on the side of the bank.

Turnip quietly walked over, shivering in the cold-probably past midnight- air.

"Its easier for me alone to just grapple over there." Robin started as he pulled a boomerang looking thingy out of his belt and handed it to Turnip. "But this will work better with the two of us." He said and wrapped the other part of his grapple gun around a satellite on top of the building so that there was a makeshift zip line leading from the apartment building to the bank.

"Ready?" Robin asked and took the boomerang thingy from Turnip.

Turnip looked nervously at Robin. "Y-Yeah...where d-do I stand?"

Robin put the boomerang thingy over the zip line. "Hang on to me."

Turnip nodded and stood behind Robin and wrapped his arms around his shoulders and neck.

"Hold on." Robin said and jumped off the edge.

They landed on a rain roof beside one of the large columns. Robin tugged on the zip line and the other end flew back into his hand. He carefully edged along the roof until he came across a window. He popped it open easily with a few tools in his glove. He lead himself and Turnip inside.

They were in what looked like a small office. Robin looked at Turnip and put his finger against his lips.

Turnip nodded and soundlessly walked over to Robin, who had put his ear against the door. He opened up his glove computer and faced the door. Six heat signatures the shapes of people were on the holographic screen.

"We take them out, put the money back and pull the alarm for the police. Kay?"

"Sp-Specifically...how do we take them out?" Turnip asked.

"You have those rope arrows, right?" Robin asked and put his holograph computer away.

"Yes."

"You tie them up and I'll handcuff them."

Turnip nodded.

Robin quietly opened the door. They snuck out of the room.

"Shoot when I distract." Robin said and disappeared.

Turnip sighed quietly and readied his arrows.

The men were in the main room. They were dressed in all black. They all had large bags of money hung over their shoulders.

There was suddenly a high pitch popping sound and then a sheet of ice covered the ground beneath the men's feet.

Turnip quickly shot his arrows, each arrow wrapping around a man.

"Up there!" One of the men yelled and pointed in Turnip's direction. They couldn't see him in the dark and must've seen where the arrows came from.

A man pulled his arm free and then pulled a gun out of his jacket.

"Turnip!" Robin shouted.

Turnip didn't see Robin, but he screamed when he felt several bullets pierce his body.

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