The next morning Robin woke up, surprised that he was in a good mood. Maybe it had to do with the lack of nightmares for once. He immediately felt a sense of dread. Oh, that's right. His nightmare was in real life. Great. He dragged himself out of bed, showered, and went to the training room to beat up a defenceless punching bag. After about an hour of that, he heard the others getting up, and decided to go make breakfast for everyone. He really didn't want to deal with the meat vs tofu argument this morning.

He made a safe choice, pancakes, and set out the syrup, mustard, milk and soy milk on the table. Coffe was brewing, and Raven's tea was heating up. He heard Cyborg and Beastboy racing to the kitchen.

"Man, I ain't lettin you poison my frying pan by puttin' your crummy tofu in it!"

"Yea huh! I'm not eating your stupid dead animal guts!" They continued fighting up until they found breakfast already on the table.

"There. No 'dead animal guts' or 'crummy tofu.' You both can have what you want." Tweedle Dumb and Dumber shared a look.

"Oh. Thanks man."

"Yea, thanks dude!" Robin just shrugged. Raven came in along with Starfire, and they each thanked him as well.

"No problem. I figured everyone should have a good breakfast... if we're still going to the circus..." The titans all froze, including Beastboy who happened to be mid-shoveling-food-in-his-mouth.

"Seriously dude? You're coming!" he asked, excited. Robin nodded.

"Glorious!" shouted Starfire, twirling in the air. "It would not have been the fun with yourself not present!" He ignored her obvious flirting.

"There's something I have to tell you, Star." as her eyes lit up, he added, "You too Cyborg." She scowled, disapointed. "Yesterday, I found out the murderer of my parents got out of jail. I followed that monster to Gotham last night, looking for him in my civilian identity. I did some bad things... things I can't say I regret, unfortunately."

"Robin?" Starfire asked, confused. Cyborg was too, seeing as he only knew that the boy was in Gotham for reason's concerning Zucco.

"I... I tried to kill him."

"Say what?" Cyborg shouted, shooting up from the couch. "Are you outa your spikey haired little mind? Putting him back in jail is one thing, but to friggin kill him? Man..."

"I didn't actually kill him, okay? Batgirl stopped me."

"I thought Raven-"

"She did. She and Beastboy came a few minutes later, along with Batman... unfortunately..."

"YOU MET BATMAN?" Bellowed Cyborg, speechless. "The unfairness!"

"Trust me dude, you didn't miss much," Beastboy cut in. "No offence Rob, but your da- uh, foste-, mentor, isn't exactly my favorite person in the world. I used to look up to him, you know? But he really isn't all that nice."

"I am still very confused. Could someone perhaps explain things clearer? Beastboy obviously knows more than he lets on, and you talk of people I've never heard of."

Robin sighed. It was now or never he supposed... "Last night, Beastboy and Raven followed me to Gotham trying to stop me from doing something I'd regret later. I was planning on murdering Zucco, but I hezitated. I know I shouldn't have -shouldn't have tried to murder him anyway- but I was mad. Here he was running free after ruining my life, my parents lives, countless others... he got away one time too many. I snapped. I guess I'm just lucky Batgirl held me back in time, and that Raven came. If not..." he shook his head. "Anyway, what's done is done. When Batman came, we all went back to the Batcave had a nice little chit chat, and then we came back. The end."

Cyborg gave him a look. "It sounds to me like you're leavin' something out."

"Okay... maybe a few things... unimportant things. Batman was mad at me the whole ride..."

"Dude, they said Batgirl almost had to sit on you," he reminded with a smirk. "What you do, try to run from them?"

"... yes."

"I'm gonna guess there's an 'and' to this statement," Raven said with a roll of her eyes. "What'd you do?" seeing the look of protest on his face, she reworded, "Okay then, what'd he provoke you to do?"

"... punch him in the face."

"You go dude!" seeing the look from Cyborg, he mumbled something sounding vaguely like "Well that jerk deserved it, he was an asshole..."

"Back on track, while we were there, Raven figured out my identity. Batman confirmed it. Beastboy found out too, when he was taken to the Batcave. They know my past. It's only fair that you two know too." With anticipation, Cyborg and Starfire watched as he peeled off his mask. Their reactions were almost immediate.

"Oh my god! You're? Which means-? Holy shit! You're friggin Dick Grayson!"

"You do have rather lovely eyes," Starfire said, peering a bit too close for comfort. "One question please, how did Cyborg know your name already? Have you previously told him?"

"You've never heard of him?" asked Cyborg, amazed. "He's like, the luckiest kid ever, the richest kid alive, worlds most eligible teen bachelor, mr. hoity toity rich boy, private schools, parties, ward of Bruce Wayne! Bruce- Oh my god, he's Batman, isn't he?"

Robin smiled wryly, trying to hide his annoyance at exactly WHAT he'd been recognised as. He realized that Cyborg never brought up the circus, ignorant little... "Yea. It was ammusing hearing you and Beastboy bash the heck out of me over the years."

"Heh... sorry 'bout that dude..."

"Whatever. And Cyborg? Like hell I'm a lucky kid," before the metal man could protest, he added, "Yea, my foster dad is Bruce Wayne, and I guess I'm lucky for that. I'm also the kid that watched his own parents fall victim to organized crime, and then was forced to watch them fall to their deaths when he was eight. I'm the kid that was lost in the foster 'care' system, sent to live in stinking juvie for a few months. The kid who couldn't process the insults, cause he couldn't speak a word of english. The kid who still get's nightmares because of it. The kid who didn't go to public school till he was in third grade, was called horrible names, and almost got homeschooled just becasuse of it, and then was only talked to by high society richies trying to get to Bruce through me. Kidnapped multiple times for friggin ransom, not understanding why. And then of all things getting KICKED OUT BY HIS OWN FATHER. Yea. Totally. I'm lucky."

His unmasked eyes clearly showed what he was hoping to portray: sarcasm. There was an akward silence, which immediately ended when Robin, (Now Dick's) expression softened. "Sorry for blowing up, I just hate when people make assumptions like that... and then totally forget what I'd rather be remembered for- being one of the Flying Graysons. That's what I'm proud of. That also explains why I didn't want to go to the circus."

"Yea... Dude, Haley's is the one you worked at, right?" Beastboy asked, and got a nod as his response.

"Not to mention the circus, are we going or what?" his friends cheered up, and went to get ready, deciding to go civilian. It'd be hard to hide green skin and a half robot anywhere else, but at the circus... no questions asked.

Before getting ready, Dick was stopped by Raven, who had been rather quiet. "Are you sure about this?" she asked quietly.

"Yea, I'm sure. Thanks... for everything. I've kind of been... off, recently." She nodded in response, and decided to quickly change before Starfire spent an hour trying to pick an outfit for her.

Still in the shadows, the man thought to himself, 'And I thought it'd be hard to find him. Looks like my job just a whole lot easier... And he walked to the shore line, watching the tower, package in hand. He had a message of his own.

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