Flicker: If Kitte owned Young Justice, there would be a season three.

Iridium: So, in other words, Kitte does not own anything in this story other than the plot.

Tuesday, November 14, 2011, 14:55

Having taken another day off of school, Robin sat in the chair in front of the Batcomputer, contemplating whether or not he should contact the Team. He decided not to, and let them wonder. Rubbing his eyes, he turned the chair around to look at Alfred as he came towards him.

"I believe Miss Artemis is getting close to regaining consciousness. I suggest you make your way over to her, so that when she wakes up there will be someone she knows so she won't go on a rampage," he suggested. Robin nodded, standing up and grabbing the half-empty plate of cookies. Walking through the hallways to where Artemis was lying on a bed in the medical wing twitching. That was a sure sign she was waking up. Moving to lurk in the shadows, he smirked, watching as the archer's eyes shot open.

"Alright, Robin! Get out here!" Artemis was not happy.

"Yes ma'am. But, you seriously should have been quieter. I have the most unwhelming concussion you wouldn't believe," Robin ghosted out of the shadows holding the cookies. "Want one?"

"Sure?" Artemis looked at them in trepidation, taking the one offered to her and sticking it in her mouth. "Hmm, this is pretty good."

"Glad you think so," Robin replied, smirking. "So, how ya feeling?"

"Like a bus hit me. What was its number, again?" Artemis turned her grey eyes in Robin's direction.

"The Joker and Scarecrow. Joker's back in Arkham, but Scarecrow's still free," Robin explained.

"Ah. So, does the Team know we're alive?" At this question, the Boy Wonder's smirk grew bigger.

"Define 'know'," he replied.

"Are they going to be putting up memorials for us?" Artemis rephrased.

"Nope. But we did make some pretty good news," Robin supplied.

"I have got to see this," the blonde archer smiled.

"Okay, here," he handed her a pair of crutches and they made their way to the Batcomputer, where Robin pulled up the ten o'clock news from yesterday.

"There was quite a scene outside Blüdhaven North Hospital earlier, where it was leaked that Robin and Artemis were recuperating from this morning's explosion. To recap, this morning at about three o'clock, Korin's Warehouse number ten blew up, where the Joker and Scarecrow were holding Artemis. Robin and Artemis were found unconscious, and were taken to Blüdhaven North to recuperate. Then, at about eight o'clock this evening, a decision was made by the majority of the mob outside Blüdhaven North to have the masks removed from the teen heroes. Before hospital manager Lenny Urum could get to the two, they were already gone! The hospital staff, being respectful enough to not remove the Boy Wonder's utility belt, provided the getaway. Robin swung out of a window on the top floor, Artemis slung on his back, to make it away with identity intact."

A clip showed of Robin swinging from the top floor, Artemis lashed on his back.

"Meanwhi-"

"See?" Robin turned back to his partner. "What did I tell you?"

"Wow. So, they were going to remove out masks?" Artemis looked mindblown.

"Yep. I guess they reeeaaally want to know who we are," he pointed out.

"So, what are you going to tell the Team?" she asked.

"I'm gonna tell them that next time, they should not tie me to the infirmary bed with leather straps. Too cuttable," Robin replied. "Of course, I'll have to change where I put my knife and torch."

"Huh. So, you cut your way out of a bed just to get me?" Artemis asked, intrigued.

"…Yes," he replied, looking away and blushing.

"That's sweet of you, but I would've gotten myself away eventually," she replied.

"Actually, no you wouldn't've. I know Joker and Scarecrow. They hadn't even gotten started with you," Robin sobered, voice low.

"Are they really that bad?" Artemis looked over at him, eyes hooded. In reply, Robin removed the long-sleeved black shirt he had on, and let her take in the sight of all the J's, and needle marks, and burns. She stifled a gasp, knowing that scars were a part of the job. Robin put his shirt back on, smiling slightly at her.

"You guys all try to protect me, keep me from doing my job, but I can handle it. I've managed to fight of zombie-like hordes of people with only Batman, and lived. One of the cold hard facts of life is that sometimes you have to face down inconceivable odds. I've done that several times now since I first started. And one time I didn't even have Batman with me because he had two shattered legs," Robin had stopped smiling by the end of his little speech, eyes cold like stone underneath the glasses.

"Wow. You really are the most experienced person on the Team other than Black Canary," Artemis pointed out.

"Well yeah, I am the first protégé, after all," he looked slightly smug at this fact.

"True," Artemis replied softly, looking down. "We better let the Team know we're okay."

"And get my laptop," Robin replied, turning towards the zeta platform.

Recognized: Robin B01 Artemis B07

Eight sets of eyes turned to the Gotham knights as they entered the main room. The duo just acted calm, ignoring them as Robin retrieved his laptop and opened it while Artemis sat down on the couch next to Conner.

"Robin. Why did you break out of the infirmary?" Kaldur looked over at the bird, eyes narrow and calculating.

"To get Artemis, of course. You guys didn't look like you were going to be rescuing her any time soon," he replied.

"You could have seriously injured yourself. Use better judgment," Kaldur ordered, glaring at Robin.

"I did use good judgment," Robin replied, quickly becoming annoyed.

"No you did not. Going out to fight while you were still fighting off the fear gas and injured could have gotten you killed," Kaldur's grey eyes got even narrower.

"Excuse me. Who died and made you master of my limits? I've had to fight while under the influence of fear gas, with a broken leg, and a concussion!" Robin had shot to his feet, after making sure his laptop was safe.

"All the more reason for you to know when to rest, and recover," Kaldur replied, beginning to get irritated.

"Will you stop trying to protect me? You're not letting me-" Robin was cut off by Kaldur.

"You disappear in the middle of missions. You are constantly joking around with the enemy-" Kaldur was cut off by Robin.

"Will you shut up and let me speak?! I've been doing this since I was nine. I worked with the goddamn Batman. I go out and fight Scarecrow, the Joker, Two-Face, and various other nutcases at least twice a month! I get kidnapped as either Robin or my other identity almost every week. I've been tortured within an inch of my life about once every two or three months! My body is literally covered in scar tissue. I work in freaking Gotham! I've been thrown off of the Empire State building twice. I train for hours at night when I don't pass out in the med wing just to keep myself alive! I can take care of myself." Robin turned around, after grabbing his laptop, and stepped into the zeta tube. "Artemis. Meet me in the Batcave later. There's something I need to show you."

Recognized: Robin B01

Hey! How'd you like this chapter? Sorry I didn't get it out when I said I would, life's just been really hectic for me. Robin rants. And, well, yeah. He rants because Kaldur is an overprotective silly. Cyber cookies if you got the small reference to .Night's Batingency Plans story. It's really good.