Chapter Two
Tim and Jason were sitting on Tim's bed, trying to think of ways to get out of going to the water park.
"Jay, if we go, I'll have to take my shirt off and Bruce will see the bandages." Tim said, worry in his voice.
"What if we suggest the arcade?" Jason said after thinking for a moment.
"Yea, it has to work." Tim said, perking up a bit.
Just then, a knock came at the 13 year old's door. It opened to reveal Dick, who entered the room.
"So, you not up to the water park?" Dick asked, hoping his brothers would tell him what happened.
"Well Tim and I were talking, and maybe the arcade would be more fun." Jason said, drawing his older brother's attention.
"I think Bruce would be okay with that. I'll go let him know." Dick said, and with that, he headed out of the room.
Tim sighed. "That was close, well let's get ready to go."
With that, the two of them left out of the room, and headed downstairs.
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The Arcade, One Hour Later
The four vigilantes, in civilian clothes, arrived, and Dick and Jason went right to a shooter game for two. Bruce just sighed, wishing Jason had never gotten hooked on those games. Tim, however, was walking over to the air hockey game. Whenever they went to the arcade, the 13 year old wanted to play a best two out of three tournament with Bruce.
The game went fine, but Bruce noticed that every time Tim would jerk his right shoulder to hit the puck back to him, the boy would wince as if in pain. This proved the father and oldest brother's suspicions that he had gotten hurt, but Bruce wanted Tim to come tell him on his own. By the time they got to the last game, it was tied, so this was the deciding match.
Dick and Jason noticed that the two were in a heated battle, so after they were done on the shooting game, they headed over to watch their father and youngest brother duel it out. Soon enough the game was tied at 6-6, but suddenly, Tim's arm moved and when his handle hit the side of the wall, he released it suddenly.
"Are you okay?" Bruce questioned, hoping that Tim would tell what happened.
"Yea, just a sore muscle from patrol last night." Tim said, lightly placing his hand on his injured shoulder.
"Well, speaking of work, I have some stuff to get done before six PM tonight, so let's head home." Bruce said.
Tim was sure that Bruce had figured something out, but he didn't know what. Jason was thinking the same thing as his little brother, but hoping that Bruce didn't see anything under Tim's thin shirt. Dick had been with Bruce the longest, and the 24 year old figured he'd better head out with Bruce.
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Home, Two Hours Later
Tim and Jason followed Dick into the cave, seeing as Bruce was in his study working on those papers, or so they thought. Bruce had actually left out right when the four of them got home to visit an old 'friend' of his.
"You two sure you don't want to come on patrol with me?" Nightwing said, placing his mask over his eyes.
"I have some homework to do; quadratic equation for my college algebra course." Jason said, hoping his brother would buy that excuse.
"I need to start a book for a report that's due next week." Tim said, following his 21 year old brother's lead.
"Alright, I'll see you when I get back." Nightwing said and with that, he got on his recently completed bike after the fiasco that happened two years ago during Tim's sparring session with Jason.
"Alright, let me check out those bite marks and see if there's any infection coming." Jason said, and with that, the 13 year old headed over to the medical table and took a seat.
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Arkham Asylum
Batman was outside Arkham for about thirty minutes before he heard a motorcycle approaching.
"So, you're curious too." Batman said as he appeared behind Nightwing.
"Something's up with Red and Robin, so I figured I'd get to the bottom of things." Nightwing remarked
"According to Gordon, Red Hood and Robin went up against a few gangs last night, but the big news is that they captured Joker. Something must have happened in that fight that Red Hood and Robin don't want to tell us about." Batman said, and with that, he and Nightwing headed toward the front door of the Asylum.
"Welcome, Batman; you as well Nightwing. Commissioner Gordon called, and told me to expect you." The head of Arkham stated.
"We need to talk to Joker." Batman said.
"Right this way." Dr. Arkham said.
It wasn't long before the two vigilantes were led to an area of Arkham that was scarcely populated. Dr. Arkham finally stopped at one cell, and activated the lock, and the villain occupying the cell turned his attention to the two men entering the cell.
"Well well, if it isn't the Bat and the first Boy Blunder. AHAHAHAHAHAHA." The villain said.
"Heard you had a run in with my little brothers last night." Nightwing said.
"Oh, so one of the boys got hurt. That's interesting, last thing I remember was one of mine and Harley's babies got a good bite on the current bird brat's shoulder." Joker stated, the insanity in his voice.
"Next time, you or one of your hyenas ever hurt one of my sons again, I'll break your arm without thinking twice." Batman said, and with that, he and Nightwing left out. The last thing they heard was the Joker's maniacal laugh.
Once outside the Asylum, Batman stopped walking. Nightwing followed his mentor/father's action.
"How do we talk to them about this?" Nightwing questioned.
"Soon enough, the guilt will eat at them and they will come to one of us to tell the truth." Batman said, and with that the Dark Knight got into the Batmobile. The first Robin thought about what Batman had said and figured he was right. When Nightwing got on his cycle, the Batmobile sped off, and the 24 year old vigilante revved his cycle and left out.