So I'm back. Yeah, I found my inspiration again. Sadly, this chap is pathetically short.
Okay, someone commented on how Robin acts younger when he's around the Avengers and that's because he sees them as close family and he can lower his guard. I was going for Robin being all tough and serious when he's with the Titans, but with the Avengers, he knows he can relax. For someone as serious as Robin, they actually regress a little when they relax, so that's what I did. Any objections to my theory? Don't care. You don't like it you can make your own version of this.
Also, to kairi102, I haven't forgotten my stories. Especially not this one. I've just been really busy with band, and bandmate troubles, and concussions, and concussions caused by band mates during band at the football games (Don't ask)
Have fun! :D Please review!
Robin woke up and was partially surprised that he was in his bed. After a few more seconds, yesterday's events came back to him in full. He yawned and stretched, hearing his joints pop before he took a quick shower and changed into some clean clothes.
He walked into the living room to see Natasha, Clint, and his four friends on the couch talking and laughing (Raven even had a smirk on her face while chuckling). That can only mean one thing…
"Really? You're telling them about Amsterdam?" Robin groaned.
"Glad to see someone's up." Clint chuckled.
"No, I'm not. I'm just sleep walking and talking." Robin deadpanned, flopping down onto the couch.
Natasha ruffled his hair, chuckling when he swatted her hand.
"If you ask me, you still need sleep. Along with more food and-"
"I'm not anorexic!" Robin cut her off.
"Right, you're just a living twig." Clint said.
"And you're a-"
"Language." Steve stopped him as he walked in.
"Jerk." Robin said, giving Steve a small glare.
Meanwhile, the others were hiding their snickers horribly. Robin rolled his eyes and slumped into the couch.
"Ah, teenage angst. Reminds me of when I was a teen. Running around, school, and constant-"
"Stark!" Steve cut him off, quickly covering Robin's ears.
"Censor your words dammit!" Clint exclaimed.
"You know I can read lips, right?" Robin reminded them, removing Steve's hands.
"Sorry, force of habit." Steve apologized.
"Why is that a force of habit?" Cyborg questioned.
"Tony can't keep his mouth shut." Clint answered.
"And Katniss here doesn't know how to censor his." Tony counted.
"You guys have some seriously weird nicknames." Beastboy stated.
"Tell me about it." Robin grumbled.
Just then, the alarm went off.
"Trouble at the bank. Titans, let's go." Robin ordered, losing all pretense of him being a teenager.
"You guys stay here. We don't really need any of your villains coming to Jump." Robin told the Avengers as they moved out.