Yay~ Chapter 2! Thanks for all the support so far ; AA ; ILY GAIZ.
and yeah...I have a lot of grammatical errors so bear with me! This chapter would've been posted last night but I got distracted with family movie knight. It was my turn to choose and we ended up watching the Dark Knight. (Again, YAY)

Hope you enjoy!

Sitting in a private room in a chic cafe located midtown Metropolis, Robin was fidgeting in his seat. They've been waiting for Clark Kent to arrive for about 30 minutes now. Bruce Wayne, once again sipping coffee and reading the paper, was just sitting there occasionally checking his watch.
"I thought you said I'll be able to meet him."
The young boy finally said, his impatience had got to him. Not even looking up from his paper, Bruce replied.
"You will. Just wait."
Slouching in his chair using his hands to keep his head up, Dick mumbled.
"Why are still reading the newspaper? You already read it this morning."
Behind the paper Bruce sighed and responded to what he thought a silly question.
"I did but this isn't the one I read this morning. This is the Daily Planet."
Not amused with the answer, Dick started to read the pages facing towards him. A phone number on the bottom of the page caught his attention. As he started to dial the numbers, Bruce looked over from his paper.
"Dick, what are you doing?-"
"Shh! Dick Grayson doesn't like being waited on."
Bruce opened his mouth but then closed it again and went to his paper.

On the other end of the phone, a woman's voiced replied in an animated way.
"Good afternoon. This is the Daily Planet head office, how may I help you?"
In his most polite tone, Dick answered.
"Good afternoon ma'am, may I speak to reporter Clark Kent?"
There was a pause on the other before the overly cheery voice spoked again.
"I'm sorry. But Mr. Kent is on vacation now, would you like to leave a message?"
Surprised, Dick almost stumbled his words.
"N-no. It's okay, thank you and have a good day."
Slapping his phone shut, he glared up at his legal guardian who was almost smiling back at him.
"What's wrong? You look mad."
Almost fuming, the young Robin was about to snap when the door slammed open and rushed in a fairly large man with glasses.
"Sorry I'm late Bruce, there was trafic-"
The large man looked down to see a young boy starring back up at him, then he looked at his old friend.
"Bruce..." His voice trailed off when Bruce stood up.
"Clark, this why I called you out. This is-"
"Robin?" Clark interuppted.
"Yes. I see you've caught on." Bruce nodded to his young ward. Dick got up and well, tried to look the much taller man in the eye. Forcing an awkward a smile, Clark stuck his hand out.
"Nice to meet you, Robin." The young boy quickly shook his hand but went straight to the point.
"Pardon my rudeness, Mr. Kent. But I went to get straight to the point. Please take a seat."
Surprised, Clark took his seat.
"Am I in trouble for being late?" He said jokingly but his mode was quickly changed.
"Listen, I called you out today to talk about Superboy." Before the determined Dick could contiue, a hand was raised to stop him.
"If that is the cause, Robin. Then this conversation is over, I have nothing to talk about Superboy." The young boy's mouth dropped in surprise and practically sputtered out his response.
"E-E-excuse me?"
"I'm not the...boy's father and I don't plan to take the job as his father anytime soon."
Clark spoke sharply as he took off his glasses to stare at Robin. Although the boy was wearing tinted glasses, he could feel the determination in his eyes. With an answer like that, Clark was convinced that Robin would give up. To his surprise, the young boy snapped at him.

"I'm not asking you to be his father, all I'm asking you is to be his family! That's not much to ask is it? I'm pretty you know how it feels like to be alone! I'm sure you must be happy that someone took you in, someone became you're family. Can't you do the same to someone like you? Not because he's a clone. Not because he kind of looks like you. Not because he has your genes. But because he's alone, like you once were!"

The truth hit Clark hard, he couldn't respond, more like he didn't know what to say. All he could do was stare blankly back at the boy.

Go Robin, go! Lecture that egoistic Clark Kent!

Next chapter will actully have some production of the story. I think I'll finish this in chapter 3-4.

Thanks for reading!

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