Robin's eyes fluttered open, everything was fuzzy though and he had trouble fully putting together just what exactly was going on. For one thing, he was laying on some sort of a metal bed, like you'd see in a cheesy old Frankenstein movie. For another, he was strapped down to the thing with thick straps made of what he guessed was some sort of a titanium alloy. His cape, gloves and utility belt were gone so he'd been disarmed completely, not that he knew how to use the stupid gloves. And there was a random pair of green hands just sort of floating on either side of his head. No, not floating, someone green was standing behind him. Miss Martian! Suddenly everything clicked back into sync. He'd failed. Batman had taken him out, he was... stronger than Robin had expected a lot stronger. Like he was the real Batman. Only, he couldn't be. That was impossible. Super impossible…
"None of this makes any sense, there's no Cadmus programming in here at all, just a lot of memories." Robin heard Miss Martian say, and eh craned his head so that he could look up at her. She had changed into some sort of a pink and white outfit but she was without a doubt, Miss Martian. She's going through my mind!
"Ugh!" He managed to say, not quite having the strength to speak.
"Hey! He's awake," Kid Flash said Robin could see him now; he'd been leaning against the wall. He'd changed too; he was wearing the sort of thing almost all teenage boys wear, but even without the mask Robin recognized him. "Want me to tell Batman?" KF added.
"No, not yet. I don't know enough to be certain of anything," M'gann said, still reaching around Robin's head. He could feel her, reaching around in there like she had a right to be there.
Get out of my head! He thought at her desperately, with his mind lunging at the intruder.
"Whoa. He's definitely awake all right, he just kicked me out" She said surprised.
"Well your just gonna go right back in right?" Kid asked, arms folded. "Cause frankly, I want my friend back. And only he knows where he is."
"I don't know if he knows anything Wally, he doesn't even seem to know the team-" M'gann began, only to be cut off by the other boy.
"He has to know, there's no way we've lost Rob. No way. Now try again- find out where he is!"
"Wally, please. I'm trying my best-" M'gann stammered, and Robin could feel her emotions as she began to reach into his head again. He braced himself to ram her mind again when another voice interrupted them.
"M'gann, that will be unnecessary. Based on what you've told me over the link, and our findings, we no longer need to search for our Robin." Aqualad said coming in. Robin could just see him at the doorway, Batman was close behind.
"Stop searching? What are you talking about? Megan, what did you tell him that you didn't tell me?" Wally demanded, arms crossed.
"Wally- I, I'm…" She began stammering away before Aqualad interrupted.
"Do not be sorry M'gann. Wally, we have simply determined that this is no clone."
I'm not a clone? Robin thought to himself. Well, that's good news. But what's going on? Why didn't the computer system destroy me? It had the perfect chance too…unless…
"It is Robin." Aqualad finished, thoroughly baffling Robin now.
"What do you mean it's Robin? He was acting totally crazy! He can't be Robin!" Wally argued, clearly confused.
"We ran numerous tests. X-rays, DNA comparison, fingerprint scans. He is Robin. The X-Rays were the most conclusive, we were able to see where bones were broken and healed in the past; and that they were broken in the exact same places and in the exact same ways." Aqualad explained. Robin ran that over in his own head, same body as whoever this Robin is... and if I was wrong about well, the whole computer thing than…
"Well what about his DNA huh? Cause if he's a clone then that'd be the same-" Wally retorted. And Robin thought to himself, it would be the same if I were a clone… or…. Oh God no. Not again.
"Or if he were Robin." Batman said, finally speaking.
"But he was acting so crazy and-" Kid Flash began, to have M'gann interrupt him this time.
"I think his memories may have been tampered with. Maybe he was attacked by someone, someone like Psimon. And maybe whoever it was tried to control Robin…and Robin fought back."
"Why would it matter if he fought back?" KF asked scowling.
"Robin isn't a telepath like me. He can only defend himself with instinct if his mind is attacked. And that can be dangerous it's possible that when he was attacked…"
"He lost his mind. You think Robin's completely lost his mind. Gone crazy, bonkers- off the edge." Kid said finally, shaking his head. "Well I don't believe it. That, right there, is not Robin." He said very finally, pointing a finger directly at Robin's face before stalking out of the room. "I need some air. Away from all you crazies."
"Wally! Oh…" Megan sighed, before looking up at Aqualad and Batman.
"What should we do now?" She asked.
"We will inform the rest of the team what has transpired, as well as the Justice League." Batman said seriously with his smoker's voice, hiding all traces of emotion.
"We believe that your uncle may be able to restore Robin's mind M'gann." Aqualad said, "Come. You can help us explain the situation to him."
Then Robin was alone, strapped down to the bed like a crazy person. They want to erase my memories… but only because they believe their Robin is somewhere in here. How wrong they are! They seriously have no idea what's going on… I just have to get to them, talk to them, before they try anything stupid. Just have to get out of this dumb bed first. It was a bit of a struggle but Robin managed to slip his way out of the titanium-whatever-alloy straps, just one of the many things Batman had made him into: an escape artist. He just hadn't expected that Robin would use those same skills to escape from his life. Well, this Robin hadn't, yet. And they'll be needing him back. He made his way down the hall and past a few doors. From what he could see, they'd put him in the medical section of Mt. Justice, they'd thought he'd needed help. Which, granted, he's gotten the snot beaten out of him by Batman, and he had the bruises to prove it, but still. They'd bothered to help him, even when he was a clear danger to them. They were just like the Titans, and they wanted their Robin back…
He came to the entrance of the main room and could hear the voices of the Young justice team. From the doorway he could see them all. Kid Flash, pacing at super speed back and forth liable to literally run a hole in the floor. M'gann, Aqualad and Batman were looking up at one of the giant computer screens, on which the bald green face of Martian Manhunter looked down at them; they were obviously explaining the situation as they perceived it. Rocket and Superboy were off to the side, watching the others. There was no sign of Red Arrow, Artemis or Zatanna. Zatanna. He really didn't want to face her now or ever, she was probably this Robin's well, special someone. Girls. What was this Robin even thinking? Idiot. Now how am I going to do this? He wondered, listening to them talk, I can't just barge in there…
"We were hoping you could attempt to restore the boy's memory." The Caped Crusader was saying to the Martian Manhunter, having finished fully explaining the situation.
"I will see what I can do, but I can make no promises- memory is a very tricky matter." The green-skinned alien said from the computer monitor. "But I cannot come immediately, a situation has arisen that cannot be ignored. In fact, Superman was just about to inform you of it."
The Batman nodded. "I'll finish here, and then join you and the rest of the league at the Watchtower." The screen flicked off, and Batman turned to face the Team.
"What should we do in the meantime?" Aqualad asked, "Because it is clear that we do not want to leave Robin alone based on his irrational actions."
"He's not Robin so they're not his actions!" Kid Flash growled.
"Leaving him alone may be the least of your worries. He's standing in the hall listening to us." Batman said, making Robin jump. How could he have ever doubted that this was Batman? Seriously, no one but Batman could do that. No one. Guess this is it… Robin stepped out into the main room, hands held in the air to show that he was disarmed. He opened his mouth and spoke, though his voice came out a raspy mess. Stupid fight. Stupid mess of a day.
"I know what's going on here," His voice must have freaked them all out, because he got their attention all right.
"Robin!" "Huh!" "And here I thought he was Batman!" "Rob!" Batman however, said nothing except: "And what would that be?"
Clearing his throat, Robin continued. "You've got this all wrong. I'm not Robin, well at least, not your Robin I'm-" He was cut off by Kid Flash.
"Ha! I knew it- and none of you would believe me!"
"What do you mean you're not Robin?" Superboy growled.
Robin began to explain, "I mean, well, this is going to be hard to explain. But basically I once met another me. Only he was different, like he was super short and kind of annoying and had this weird magic finger- but he was basically me and-"
"Did you just say 'weird magic finger?" Rocket demanded, hands on her hips.
"Yea- but that's not really important." Robin said awkwardly. "What's important is that I'm not your Robin. And I'm well, not exactly from around here."
"Then where are you from?" Aqualad asked.
"Another universe, I think."
"You think?" Kid Flash glowered. "And if you're here where's our Robin? Huh?"
"I- I think your Robin is in my world" In my body, he thought awkwardly.
"He's in your body?" M'gann gasped. "Sorry, couldn't help it, your thoughts are so open."
"That's just weird." Superboy said shaking his head, "How do we get our Robin back?"
"I have no idea. I'm not even sure how I got here," Robin admitted. "But everything just started making sense."
"Right, right. So how come it's the invasion of the body snatchers and we're all just sitting here acting calm?" Kid Flashed demanded, "He's stolen Robin's body!" He added, thrusting a finger into Robin's chest.
"I didn't take it intentionally! Do you think I want to be here? I want my own body back!" Robin fired back, glaring up at the taller boy.
"Silence." Batman ordered, and they stopped. "Robin, if what you tell us is true than the situation is worse than I thought. I must get to the Watchtower immediately. In the meantime, the rest of you can go after Clayface. Robin included. Goodbye." And with that, Batman left through the Zeta-Tube. RECOGNIZED BATMAN 02. His departure left awkward silence amongst the teens, until Robin finally asked.
"You still haven't caught Clayface?"
"Your…flight left things rather difficult. I instructed Rocket and Kid Flash to return to Mt. Justice on account of their injuries, and with the assistance of Superboy and M'gann… pursued you. Artemis, Red Arrow and Zatanna meanwhile continue to pursue Clayface." Aqualad explained.
"That makes sense." Robin shrugged, "Although I wouldn't have sent both of the archers after one monster. I'd try to keep it even, send Superboy instead maybe"
"You are the leader of a team in your world aren't you?" Aqualad asked, looking Robin straight in the eye.
"Yep." Robin said with a nod.
"That explains much." Aqualad said, shaking his head. Robin could only guess that he was recalling their previous fight in the sewers.
"So what now? Do we hook back up with the others?" Rocket asked and Robin grimaced, her left leg was bandaged. My fault… if I hadn't been so consumed with being a better leader than Aqualad…
"First let us see how they are faring," Aqualad replied moving to the computer controls. He flicked on the computer monitor screen. "Red Arrow, how are you doing?" He asked. Red Arrow's voice came up frizzy over the channel.
"Bad. Clayface got us separated- I've found Artemis, but still no sign of Zatanna. I have no idea where she is, I think she lost her communicator." No. Robin thought to himself, I can't let this girl, Zatanna, be hurt. I don't even know her... but she's important to this Robin and I can't let him be hurt because of my actions.
"Where did you last see her?" Robin demanded, looking up at the giant map of Gotham on the screen.
"Robin? That you? Well, we last saw her at checkpoint 5- then Clayface whaled on us." Red Arrow said, apparently completely fine with Robin's presence. Well, he was a clone designed to destroy them all, apparently.
"We'll be there. Hang tight." Robin told him before signing off.
"Sorry, are we just going to go and trust him?" KF demanded infuriated.
"Yes. We are." Aqualad replied. "What occurred was nothing more than a misunderstanding, M'gann can attest to that."
"He has a really open mind," Miss Martian shrugged.
"Fine. Whatever." Kid Flash grumbled, "How're we doing this?"
"I think we should split up into two groups- if that's all right with you Aqualad," Robin began, and receiving a nod of acceptance from Aqualad, continued. "One group will hunt down Zatanna, the other will regroup with Artemis and Speed- Red Arrow. Got it?"
"Yea, sure, fine. But whos with who?" Superboy asked, "Cause I don't see the grumpiest boy alive here working well with Robin."
"I will lead Kid Flash and Rocket in one group, Robin will take Miss Martian and Superboy in another." Aqualad said simply.
"And who does what?" Rocket asked, and Robin was amazed at her courage- she'd gotten strung up from the ceiling by Clayface and she was ready to get out there and face the world already.
"I'll find Zatanna" Robin said firmly. "And when the others looked at him with surprise in their eyes, he added, "I have the best tracking skills."
"It is final then. Come, let us go." Aqualad directed, and they made their way to the Zeta Tube, "Wait- just one second." Robin said, "I'm not exactly dressed for the occasion." He was referring to his immense lack of cape, belt and gloves.
"Of course. M'gann, would you show Robin where…his…. Things are?" Aqualad asked.
"Sure! No problem!"
In the armory Robin found all of the essentials for a successful supersuit: his cape, his gloves and most importantly, his utility belt. But he still needed one more thing.
"Ready?" MM asked, floating by the door; she was wearing her Miss Martian outfit now, Robin wasn't sure when she'd found time to change, but he just kinda went with it.
"Not yet. Just need one more thing." He opened up the cabinets that held the various league weapons. Most of them were used for training exercises or were damaged, but Robin knew exactly what he was looking for. Reaching in, he pulled out a collapsible metal staff, the last thing he needed to complete his supersuit.
"Ready." He said, grinning.
Robin awoke to find himself buried alive under heaps of trash. He couldn't move a muscle and was nearly suffocated by the smell. As far as he could tell, the only part of him that was exposed to the open air was his left forearm and he couldn't even move that. Yep, he was about as stuck as it got. And it felt horrible, Starfire was gone and it was all his fault, and here he was buried underneath a heap of trash unable to help her. If only he could dig his way out, move something… He tried to shove his left arm forward some more, but his efforts were futile. He wasn't going anywhere. He was probably gonna wind up compacted into a little trash cube and dumped in a hole for all eternity, and Starfire would be dead…
"Yo, Star! Robin! Where you at?" Robin perked up as he heard the sound of Cyborg's voice.
"Are we even sure they're here? The police said they left here over an hour ago." Raven grumbled, and Robin's heart fell. Suppose they left before they found him? He tried shouting but that only left him with a bad taste in his mouth, literally. Growing more and more chalant by the minute he again tried to wriggle his left arm with all his might. Nothing. I'm doomed.
"Here, I'll sniff around for them!" Beastboy said optimistically.
"Good luck, I reckon the rains gone and washed away any scents," Cyborg replied. Come on Beastboy, Robin thought to himself, come on boy… a moment later and his hand was being licked by what could only be a dog. A green dog.
"Found Robin!" Beastboy said, must have returned to human form, Robin thought with growing optimism.
"Found Robin? You found his arm man! How're we gonna get him out of there?" Cyborg moaned, "it'll take ages to dig him out of that- not to mention the whole thing might just collapse on him as we dig-" He was cut off by Raven however who, quite simply said,
"Azarath Metrion Zinthos!" It was like the Earth was being lifted off his back; Robin hadn't fully comprehended just how much all that trash weighed. And fresh air! Coughing, he tried to stand up, only to fall forward, Beastboy and Raven catching him.
"Starfire," He gasped between coughs, "We've got to save Starfire!"
"Dude! You look terrible! What happened?" Beastboy demanded, helping Robin to sit down.
"After the police came and picked up Plasmus we were attacked by some kids who called themselves the Hive Three," Robin explained, trying not to move. It hurt a ton to move.
"And..?" Raven asked, knelt down in front of him.
"And they… they… they took Starfire and I got buried under a pile of garbage." Robin said dejectedly. "They said they were taking her to someone named Brother Blood- do you know him?"
"Yea. We know him all right." Cyborg said darkly. "He's a real bad dude."
"So, we gotta.. go and get Star back yea?" Robin said trying to get to his feet, only to feel a serious pain in his side. "Ow!" He fell back down immediately.
"You're hurt. You're not going anywhere but the tower." Raven said firmly. "I can heal you later with magic, but for now you're going home. Rest." Home? While he was flattered to not be considered evil anymore, Starfire needed his help. He couldn't just let her… he couldn't.
"But Starfire-" He protested.
"Robin, you're a total mess. You need to rest, now. Raven and I can handle this all right?" Cyborg cut in.
"Wait- Raven and Cyborg? What about me?" Beastboy demanded, brow furrowed.
"BB, you get Robin home. Patch him up and try to keep him from doing anything stupid all right?" Cyborg ordered.
"But I can help! I could go bloodhound and sniff her out- or, or," Beastboy was at a loss for words.
"Beastboy, everything around here either smells like Plasmus or garbage or has been washed away in the rain. What we need you to do now is to get Robin back to Titan Tower, we'll contact you if we find anything. All right?" Raven looked out at both of them; she'd pulled her hood down so that none of her face was obscured. The look she had on was one of utmost concern, and deep down Robin knew she was right. I'd only get in the way… ugh! How stupid! This is all my fault- I just had to go and mess everything up… if Starfires hurt, I'll never forgive myself... never. Then he remembered Zatanna again, and was ashamed.
"All right, take me to Titan Tower" He said dismally. "I'd only be in your way."
Beastboy helped him to his feet, and then grinning with newfound purpose said, "When was the last time you ever rode on a pterodactyl?"
"A what?"
Riding a pterodactyl was only the most terrifying thing Robin had ever done in his life. Ever. And that was paired up with all of the villains he'd ever faced, the planes he'd ever jumped out of, and having to face his algebra teacher whenever he had to leave class early to fight crime. Sure, it was really just BeastBoy, but still. It was a freaking giant green pterodactyl, that just wasn't normal. The fear factor was so much that Robin forgot to be in pain. Luckily for him, the ride was short and before long his was in Titan Tower, looking forlornly at the blank television screen where just that morning he'd come in to see Beastboy, Cyborg and Starfire playing videogames together. They really have something special here, and I ruined it, he thought to himself glumly as he limped his way over to the bathroom to try and clean off some of the days muck. It took about three showers but he managed to get at least 98 percent of the slime and grime off of himself, but even clean he looked terrible. A glance in the mirror showed him the face of an unfamiliar teen with a scraped up face, a potentially black eye and really bad hair. Who was this boy? From what Robin had figured out, he was a leader, a hero, who would give his all for his team. But he was also a traitor who abandoned Batman, the identity of Dick Grayson and any sense of normalcy all together. He was dark, he was angst, and yet he somehow managed to keep a level head and lead his team into battle on a regular basis. And Starfire was important to him. To me maybe? Ugh! Why would she like him? He'd abandoned everything that holds a person together; his family, his identity… it just didn't make any sense. Wrapped up in a green/red/black bathrobe that was embroidered with a little yellow R, he pulled himself into the other Robin's room and yanked open the closet, hopeful for something that wasn't green and red. His hopes were shattered however as he found that the only thing in the closet were more Robin costumes. At least five spare masks, cape and gloves. The only thing he was missing was a spare utility belt- oh, wait, there they were, probably organized by battlefield. A quick glance into their contents told him that that was the case. Water, fire, sky, tech stuff. You name it, he had a belt for it. But then, that was part of what Batman always told him and other Robin too; be prepared for anything. With a groan of pain he yanked on the uniform, really wishing the guy had some red/green/black sweatpants and a t-shirt. But no, that would just be way too normal. So normal in fact that he'd probably have to get a little yellow R stamped onto them- hang on? What's that? In the closet, behind the more tattered uniforms in the back, was what could only be a hidden panel. Now, to most people it just looked like a stretch of wall, but to Robin's keen eyes, it was a secret panel. What could the boy wonder possibly be hiding in there? Robin wondered, tapping on it thoughtfully. Now how to get it open? He finally tapped the wall in just the right way and whoosh! Out of the panel fell a metal briefcase with an R emblazoned on it. Huh? What's this? Taking it and limping his way out of the closet, making his way over to the bed, he dumped it on there. All right other Robin, he thought grimly to himself, what have you got in here? A super bomb? A cure for cancer? A deadly toxin you're keeping safe from the world? Come on now, what is it? Within minutes he'd jimmied the lock open and upon lifting the lid, was surprised. Inside the box was none of those things, inside the box was something else entirely. A passport, learners permit, old report cards; all with the name Dick Grayson on them. Robin's eyes widened with surprised as he thumbed through the passport, it had stamps in it that were from all over the world. Places he and Batman had gone together, and even a few he hadn't been to yet. There was more in the briefcase. There was a Gotham Academy uniform jacket, the pointless crest proudly declaring the nonexistent pride of G.A. And there were photos, one of which hit Robin hard because it was placed on the very top of the stack. It showed a smiling, slightly younger Dick Grayson with guardian Bruce Wayne and butler Alfred, looking at it you'd never think that he'd leave them… and lock them in a box out of sight. There was an old circus poster; the flying Graysons displaced prominently on it, and a few newspaper article cut-outs dictating the details of their untimely death. This Robin understood, he hadn't even told his friends on the team about his parents… and it wasn't to hurt them, it was to keep them from being hurt. To keep them from looking at him and thinking that maybe he wasn't feeling whelmed today or any day, but that maybe he was just some sad orphan with a real messed up life… he snapped the lid shut. No. Don't think that… Dick. Don't think that. It's important to maintain a normal life, to be normal sometimes. It's just hard to sometimes, really hard. A wave of understanding suddenly flooded over him. Of course. The other Robin hadn't hidden away Dick Grayson and his family in the dark recesses of his closet to ignore them. He hid them there so that maybe, just maybe, he could someday go back to being that boy. To being Dick Grayson, right now it was just too hard to be normal, it was easier for him to be super all the time. And Robin respected him for that.
"Yo Dude! You aren't on the floor dying or anything are you? Cause if you've fallen and can't get up, sorry man I totally should have given you one of those necklace things with the buttons," Beastboy was saying as he barged unceremoniously into the room. Robin had hastily piled pillows on top of the briefcase and was now awkwardly sitting next to what appeared to Beastboy to be a mountain of pillows.
"Pillows not comfy enough for you or something..?" Beastboy asked awkwardly, raising a brow.
"No, they're fine, I just uh- misplaced my glove!" Robin said quickly, "But I found it see?" He waved both hands about in front of him, hoping that the naïve Beastboy would buy it.
"You to? Must be a Robin thing. He leaves those things EVERYWHERE. And I mean EVERYWHERE. Once I found one of them in the behind the TV! The TV! I can't even begin to guess how it got there. Anyways, you want food? And I've got band aids too. Guess you'll need those too"
"Uh, yea, sure." Robin replied, blinking a few times before dragging himself achily to his feet. "What's for dinner?"
"Well, let's just say that if you have Robin's taste buds then you're in for a treat!" Beastboy said grinning, leading the way into the main room.
"So what is it?" Robin asked again, more pointedly.
"Tofu chicken, grilled to perfection!" Beastboy replied grinning.
"Tofu?" Robin gawked. "What, don't you guys eat real meat?"
"Dude! You can't expect me to eat meat can you? I've been most of the animals that get served for dinner! Seriously man!" Beastboy exclaimed, waving his arms wildly about for a moment before taking a deep breath and calming himself down.
"Right. Well, the feast isn't ready yet so let's see to those band aids kay?"
"Sounds great. Totally traught." Robin replied, plunking himself down on the couch to be attacked with about seven different boxes of band aids.
"Now Starfire does most of the first aid shopping, so a lot of these have cute fuzzy animals on them or movie characters. I'll try to pick the ones that don't have Hello Kitty or Princess Ariel on them ok?" Beastboy said looking up at Robin with a weak grin, picking through the boxes of band aids and other assorted bandages. Before long, the scrape on Robin's cheek was protected by Captain America, the ones on his arms and legs had an assorted collection of Pokemon or the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and on the back of his neck was apparently Darth Vader, not a comfortable thought.
"I look like a six year old," Robin remarked looking at his reflection in the mirror.
"But a cool six year old!" Beastboy pointed out.
"If you say so,"
"I do say so in fact-" BEEP! The oven cried out, declaring the tofu chicken done. "Hold that thought!" Beastboy zoomed over to the stove, and yanking on some flowery oven mitts, yanked out a whitish colored substance that could only be the tofu chicken. Robin's stomach cried out in protest already. Little did it know just how unnecessary that was as he was pulled over to the dinner table. He'd only just sat down when the giant tv screen flicked on and Cyborg's concerned face appeared.
"Cyborg to Titan Tower- come in Titan Tower,"
"Cy! We're here!" Beastboy zoomed over to face the screen head on. Robin swiveled in his seat, "Did you find Star?" He asked, half scared for the answer.
"Yea. We found her. And it's pretty bad. Blood… well, Blood got her."
"No." Beastboy gasped.
"What do you mean, 'got her'?" Robin demanded.
"He brainwashed her, hypnotized her. You choose the words, the point is- we've been fighting her for the past half hour and she won't back down. We need you guys, now!" Cyborg explained, and Robin's heart sank to the lowest portion of his chest. Hypnotized? Brainwashed? No.
"Where is she now? Where are you guys?" He demanded, hands balled up into fists, nails digging into the skin of his hand.
"Stars gone and disappeared, we lost her a little ways back, but she can't be too far away. As far as where we are? Sending you the coordinates now. Hurry, kay? Cause this is almost as bad as when we fought Red X- only, well, you know" Cyborg shook his head, typing something into the computer in his arm, an item that Robin instantly appreciated.
"Not really no." Robin said shrugging.
"What do you mean you don't? Oh yea. Right." Beastboy said awkwardly, before perking up suddenly. "Hey Robin, look out! Slades behind you!"
"What's behind me?" Robin gawked, much to BB and Cyborg's bemusement.
"That's just weird!" Cyborg exclaimed, "Do it again!"
"Slade Slade Slade Slade Slade Slade in your underpants Slade Slade Slade!" Beastboy continued, running around Robin laughing.
"Seriously. Not whelmed guys, who's Slade?" Robin asked, following BB with his eyes as he pranced around the room.
"Slade's only the worstest worst dude in the whole world. He's dead now though. Probably." Beastboy said laughing still. "Robin freaks out whenever you so much as say his name- it's like an OCD tick of his or something,"
"And he gets all mad and high strung and stuff!" Cyborg added, cracking up himself.
Robin frowned confused at the other twos behavior. Clearly this Slade guy was bad news. Note to self, Robin, keep an eye out for some guy named Slade. He's the 'worstest worst dude' in the world after all.
"Guys," He said impatiently, "We need to save Starfire remember?"
"Oh yea. Right." Beastboy stopped, sobering some. "We better go- uh, that is, if you think you're up for it,"
"I'm up for it all right. Just let me get a few things all right? Then I'll be right back."
Robin's first stop was to 'his' bedroom, where he reloaded on bombs and batarangs. Next he stopped by Cyborgs room, where he saw just what he needed to succeed at being a superhero. It was one of cyborgs spare arms, which is a weird thought, but granted the things are detachable, and the innards to it was laid out across the table- and just what he needed. He slipped it over his glove and grinned. Computer glove, welcome back to the aster. Robin thought to himself, grinning.
"Robin! You coming or what?" He heard Beastboy call.
"Right there!" He made a running-limp through the door and onward, off to save Starfire; the girl he couldn't help but… like?
End chap 12.
Authors note:
Hey everyone :D
First off: HOLY DAMSELS IN DISTRESS BATMAN
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