Isn't it sad that I had to wait two weeks for three reviews?

I would have updated a few days ago when I got the third review, but I had email trouble. I type the story in a draft on the email on my phone, then open it on the computer and then copy and paste it into a document. BUT, the draft wasnt showing up on my computer, but it was on my phone. It wasn't until now that I decided to just send it to my spare account and then copy and paste. At least that worked.

And its not reply implied in the story, but Turnip is severely injured. So he probably wouldn't be up and moving if this was real.

Xoxoxoxoxoo

"Fucking...damned...muffins..." Turnip groaned. "Dafuq...?"

"You always have such a dirty mouth?"

Things were starting to get clearer. Turnip felt that he was on a cold metal medical bed. He moaned when he felt sharp pains on his body.

"Bro..." he heard some one mumble weakly. "Relax..."

"Rob?" Turnip asked.

"Yeah."

Turnip opened his eyes, squinting slightly at first from the artificial light. "Rob..."

"Are you okay?" Robin asked. He was wearing his usual sunglasses and hoodie. He looked tired.

"Yeah..." Turnip sat up slowly, minding the stabbing pains. "What happened?"

"You don't remember?" Robin asked.

"Umm...I'm sure I will eventually ..." Turnip laughed.

"There were some nasty words flying out of your mouth. Pretty funny words, but nasty." Robin laughed and was now standing directly beside Turnip.

Turnip blushed. "L-like what?"

"All thirteen plus some other words I've never known could be used the way you used them." Robin said and put his hand on Turnip's forehead. "Feverish, but that should be normal." He said and pulled away.

"Oh...sorry..." Turnip mumbled.

"I think you said something about a couch stepping on your toe."

Turnip giggled.

"And...you called Superboy a shut up head."

Turnip laughed. He gasped when he felt Robin hug him gently.

"I'm glad you're okay, bro." Robin said quietly into Turnip's neck.

"Rob... what happened? " Turnip asked.

"When I took you out for patrol, you were spotted and shot." Robin said and pulled away.

"Eeh..." Turnip rubbed the side of his face. "Does...does Ollie know?"

"Yeah," Robin said leaned closer to Turnip and rested his elbows on the metal bed. "Bats had to call him to let him know where you were."

"Are they mad?" Turnip asked quietly.

Robin nodded.

"O-Ollie won't send me to the orphanage, will he?" Turnip asked as he leaned his head tiredly on Robin's shoulder.

"Pft," Robin laughed. "He won't be that mad. He'll be pretty mad at me and try to send me back to the orphanage, but he can't do that." Robin laughed.

Turnip closed his eyes. "I'm not going anywhere with you ever again."

"Aw, don't be like that." Robin urged. "Don't you like being with me?"

"No." Turnip mumbled.

"You hurt my feelings." Robin said sarcastically.

"Whatever."

Robin sighed and leaned his head on top of Turnip's. He wrapped his arms around Turnip's arms and chest.

"What are you doing?" Turnip asked hesitantly.

"Nothing."

"You're so girly." Turnip laughed.

"Am not."

"You've been around M'gann too much."

"You've been around M'gann too much!" Robin said.

Turnip laughed tiredly.

"I think Dinah is coming to pick you up since Ollie is patrolling. "

"Okay..." Turnip pulled away from Robin. "Are you in trouble?"

"Got my ass chewed by Alf and Bats." Robin said and pulled his arms away from Turnip. "I had to call Batman when you got shot. He was not happy."

"Is Batman ever happy?" Turnip asked.

"When he's around Wonder Woman." Robin smirked.

Turnip laughed quietly. "Wonder Woman?"

"Yep."

"That's a lot of woman." Turnip muttered.

Robin smiled. "No kidding."

"Are we in the bat-cave?" Turnip asked.

"Well." Robin feigned curiosity and looked around. "Rock walls, bats, the place reeks of guano and electrical wires."

"Okay, okay." Turnip said.

"Turnip."

Turnip jumped and turned around

Batman had entered the bat-cave and was walking over to Turnip and Robin.

"Black Canary will be here to pick you up shortly." He said, his voice low and monotone. "Robin, I expect you to make sure he is oblivious to his surroundings."

Robin nodded and Batman left the cave.

"What does he mean?" Turnip asked.

"He just doesn't want you to know where you are." Robin answered. "Secret identities, remember?"

"Oh, okay." Turnip said. He let Robin gently pull him off the medical bed.

"Here." Robin handed him a black long sleaved shirt.

"Oh..." Turnip took the shirt. "Thanks." He hadn't realized that he wasn't wearing a shirt, but his chest and arms were wrapped in gauze.

Robin grabbed a roll of gauze off of the table beside them. "Nothing personal, man." Robin said and carefully wrapped the gauze around Turnip's head, covering his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever." Turnip said.

"Okay," Robin finished and set the gauze back on the table. "Lets go."

"This itches..." Turnip mumbled as Robin took his arm and lead him somewhere.

"Oh, pipe down." Robin shot back playfully.

They walked for a couple minutes before they stopped.

"Umm, Dinah's here. I'll walk you there..." Robin said, his voice sounding hesitant about something.

"Like you had a choice." Turnip said. "I can't see."

"Ah, right." Robin said. He still sounded worried.

"Are you okay?" Turnip asked.

"Yeah," Robin gently pushed Turnip against what was probably a wall. "Just contemplating something." Robin said, sounding like he was now closer to Turnip.

"Contemplating what?" Turnip asked.

Turnip gasped quietly when he felt lips against his. Most likely Robin's. Hopefully Robin's.

The lips left a few moments later.

"I'll see you later." Robin said, his face inches from Turnip's.

"O-Okay..."

Xoxoxo

So. If you don't want to read shounen ai (boy love) them pm me and I'll make alternative chapters. DO NOT be immature and flame me in a review.

And Turbin/Robnip (whatever you prefer) will never be the intimate rated m junk, because that would be yaoi (erotica) and this story is yaoi free.

Three reviews or I don't update. Given the circumstances.