Hello fellow FanFiction readers! Thanks for checking out my story! This chapter was inspired by all the FanFictions I've been reading lately about Robin when he was little. But in my story, it's just a flashback. Enjoy!

It was a quiet, Friday night at Mount Justice. All of the League members had returned home, letting the Young Justice team stay behind and have a 'sleepover' at the cave. Since rescuing Red Tornado, there had been no missions for the young heroes, so they decided to relax and enjoy their time off. Now, Wally was running around, collecting all sorts of sugary snacks- candy, ice cream, more candy, soda- in preparation to watch a scary movie. Robin was telling Megan and Conner all about horror movies, since the two were unaware of what they even were.

"Well, they're always scary," he explained. "Wait, I lied- some of them are really scary, and others are just cheesy and ridiculous."

Megan smiled. "And the one we're watching will be scary, right?"

Robin smirked as Wally fell, popcorn spilling everywhere, then turned back to the Martian.

"Absolutely."

A mom walked quietly down the hall to her daughter's room. A strange noise was coming from the room, and a shadow was dancing from underneath the door. The woman opened the door cautiously, expecting to see her daughter out of bed, but instead-

"No! Don't open the door! Come on lady, haven't you seen a scary movie before?" Wally practically screamed at the TV. The lady had opened the door and been attacked by a disgusting, ugly, scary, monster.

Robin just laughed. After facing creeps like the Joker, Scarecrow, and Clayface, horror movies were just not as… Horrible. In fact, they were just really funny. They're WAY to predictable, Robin thought to himself. But then he remembered- there was a time when scary movies were frightening to him- the Boy Wonder- but he was only eight years old. He almost laughed out loud when he remembered watching his first scary movie.

*Flashback*

Hal Jordan, Barry Allen, and Oliver Queen were all lounging in chairs, drinking sodas. Even super heroes were entitled to relaxing at some point. For a while they just sat there, telling funny stories and making fun of each other. That is, until the Dark Knight walked in. It was awful timing for Barry, as he was telling a 'funny Batman story'.

"And then, I accidentally hit Bats in the face with a pie! It was hilarious!" Barry laughed, but stopped abruptly when he saw Hal and Oliver's faces. "What is it?"

The two 'green' heroes covered their mouths, stifling their laughter. Barry turned around to see the Dark Knight, giving him one of his worst bat-glares. A strange looking object was hidden underneath Batman's cape. Before Barry could even start trying to apologize, Batman spoke.

"I need you to watch Robin. Superman and I are going after Joker, and with what happened last time, I don't want Robin to join us."

Barry's looked of shock faded, and he replied. "Uh. Sure thing, Bats."

Batman looked down at the lump in his cape. "Robin, I need to go." The little boy's face cautiously peeked out from behind the Caped Crusader's safe, homey, cape. He eyed the three other heroes cautiously, and then noticed the big bowl of popcorn they were snacking on.

"Popcorn!" he yelled, running out of the black fabric and to the bowl, where he started stuffing his face. Everyone but Batman laughed.

"Whoa kid! Geez, Bats! Don't you ever let him have snacks?" Hal said while the Dark Knight showed no emotion.

"He gets plenty of snacks. But the difference is that they're healthy." And with that, he turned around and left the Watchtower.

Barry, Hal, and Oliver looked at each other. "So," Oliver smiled. "What should we do? The Emotionless Crusader is gone, so we're safe," he snickered. Hal looked back over towards Robin, who had pretty much consumed the entire bowl of popcorn. What did eight year old little boys like to do? He had no experience with kids. But he did remember a fun, popular, game that every kid seemed to love, no matter what.

"How about hide-and-go-seek?" he asked, a big smile on his face.

"I luff dat dame! But Badman never lets me pway it," Robin said, his mouth stuffed with popcorn.

Hal laughed, "Well finish your popcorn and we'll play!"

Two and a half hours later, the game was finally finished and Robin was fast asleep on the couch. Hal, Oliver, and Barry were exhausted. Barry had 'seeked' first, and easily found Hal inside a maintenance closet. Not two minutes later he found Oliver lying in the bathtub of one of the many bathrooms. After searching for an hour, the three older heroes ended up using a computer to track down Robin's location through the communicator on his glove. Thank goodness he had one... Barry thought to himself. He did NOT want to tell Batman any day that he lost his son in a game of hide-and-go-seek. Now, the Watchtower was quiet, only Robin's soft snores could be heard. Oliver turned to Hal and Barry. "Now what?" he whispered.

Barry grinned. "I say we watch a movie."

"What kind of movie?" Hal asked. "Because I am not watching any of that romantic-cheesy-stuff that the ladies like."

"Hm. What about a scary movie?" Barry said, an evil grin on his face. "We have plenty of those."

After everyone agreed to the horror-movie idea, they chose on one of the scariest movies available at the Watchtower. They settled into their spots on the sofa and chairs, Barry being a little quieter as he took his spot next to Robin on the couch.

The movie started, and the three heroes watched with wide-eyes as various creatures popped out of nowhere, scaring ladies and killing people with chainsaws. Unfortunately for them, they didn't realize Robin had slowly woken up. He watched part of the movie without anyone noticing, but when a skeleton jumped out with a chainsaw, the little boy screamed and almost fell off the couch.

"Whoa!" Barry yelled, the Boy Wonder scaring him even more than the movie. "What's wrong, bud?" the Speedster asked, quickly picking him up and setting him on his lap. He motioned for Hal to pause the movie to not scare Robin further. (Not like it would matter now, anyways.) Robin was shaking, his head buried into Barry's shoulder.

"That… Was… Scary!" he cried.

Barry sighed, feeling guilty. "Geez, I'm sorry buddy. We didn't realize you were awake." He silently prayed to the heavens that Batman wouldn't punish him, but knew his chances were slim.

"It's… It's okay," Robin sniffled. "Can we watch something else please?"

Oliver quickly grabbed the remote from Hal's hands and changed the channel to 'Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles'. After watching a few episodes, Robin acted as though he had never seen the grotesque movie. Instead, he watched TMNT happily until Batman came back.

"Daddy!" he cried happily as he ran to Batman. "You won't believe what happened!" After explaining the long game of hide-and-go-seek, Batman gave the older heroes a quick glare, but then turned his attention back to his son. When Robin got to the movie part, Barry seemed to shrink back, Hal's face looked as though he was mentally writing his own obituary, and Oliver was shaking where he stood. After Robin was done explaining, Batman walked over to the older heroes.

"If Robin has any nightmares at all, I will personally be calling you to come and take care of him," he said, giving them all a very intimidating glare. "Understood?"

They all nodded quickly. "Good."

Robin said goodbye to his 'older friends' and he and Batman left.

As soon as he and Batman reached Wayne Manor, Robin felt slightly frightened. But he wasn't going to show it, he was brave... Right? Robin, now Richard, climbed into his big bed in his a-lot-bigger-than-average-room. Alfred stood in the doorway as Bruce tucked his little bird in.

"Good night, Dick. Sleep well," he said.

"Night' dad!" Richard replied sleepily.

Bruce smiled and walked out of the room with Alfred, shutting the door behind them.

Twenty minutes later, he was calling Barry, Hal, and Oliver, while holding Richard, who couldn't sleep because he thought there was a skeleton with a chainsaw under his bed.

*End of Flashback*

Robin laughed to himself. He would never forget that story! Every time he watched a scary movie, he would call Hal, Oliver, and Barry up just to make fun of them. He was already planning what he was going to say as he watched the 'scary' movie with his friends.

"Good times, good times," he said under his breath.

"What was that?" Wally asked.

Robin smiled. "Oh, nothing."

So I have no idea why I wrote this, I think I wanted to try out writing Robin as a little kid. ;) Or maybe it's because Halloween is coming up? Who knows. Please review! Reviews are AWESOME!