THIS IS A SPOILER ONE-SHOT! If you haven't watched the new episode "Misplaced" DO NOT READ!
Plot: Robin/Richard and Batman/Bruce reflecting on the loss of Zatanna's father.
"Bruce, you just got to give her time." Robin said as he followed said Dark Knight around the Batcave.
"Dick, she needs to get over it. She's had three days already to cope."
Robin fumed. "So, what? She just lost her father, and you've given her less than a week to adjust to living in a new house, going to a new school, and joining the team. How long did it take you to get over the death of your parents? You lost them both at the same time, but you were younger and Alfred could take care of you in the exact same home."
His counterpart turned on him. "And what about you, Dick? You became an orphan with just a loosening of some screws- and yet with the exception of a few tears, you were stony and remained tranquil the entire time."
Dick yanked off his gloves in frustration. "Now how would you know that I didn't cry myself to sleep at the orphanage that night, or that I hid underneath the covers the next morning, hoping it was all just a bad dream? Batman doesn't always know everything, Bruce."
The duo stood in stony silence, glaring at each other behind their masks, waiting for the other to break and look away. After half a minute, when neither did, the two turned at the same time and stalked away, but froze again after they had their masks/cowls off.
"Look, Bruce…" Dick sighed and fumbled with a canister on his utility belt, and looked back up at his adopted father with wide blue eyes. "All I'm saying, is that these things are different for everyone. It'll take her longer to adapt to this than it did for us. She finally got what she wanted- to be a part of the team- but at a very high price. She's lost her father knowing that she may never speak to him again, even though he's alive. Zatanna feels like's all her fault, and all of this guilt is pressing down hard on her. She's only fourteen- she shouldn't have to carry the weight of the world on her shoulders."
And that was when Dick pulled the irresistible puppy-dog face, and Bruce crumpled. "Fine. She won't go on the next mission if she's not ready."
Dick grinned. "And-?" he prompted.
"And she can choose to go to Gotham Academy with Artemis- and unknowingly you- or Happy Harbor High School with Superboy and Miss Martian."
Dick smile widened to that equivalent to the Cheshire cat's. "Astrous." *
A/N:
*Opposite of disastrous, a synonym of bad