Itarobattemon the Ninja

daddywarbats:

Damian al Ghul Wayne, aka Batman, was quite upset to have lost his Robin.  Looking for him in his rooms had yielded no results, so the Great Detective started searching elsewhere for the errant toy.  Unfortunately, he was lost.  He was also tired and hungry and was right fit for a good tantrum.  Then, he turned the corner and, suddenly, he completely forgot he was supposed to be upset because there was his Robin, talking to someone.

Damian happily walked over, crises entirely forgotten.  Although, he did wonder how his Robin got so big.

…. …

It was at that moment, right in the middle of their grand escape from the grand palace of the League of Shadows, that Robin realized something was tugging his cape.  Or, rather, some one: a toddler in a remarkably accurate flannel replica of the Batsuit.

“Robin,” the toddler said, still tugging on the cape.

“Where did he come from?!” Kid Flash asked.

“One of the rooms, I guess,” Robin said, looking at the pouting kid.  “Maybe they were holding him hostage or something.  I don’t think League kids are allowed superhero pajamas.”

Kid Flash looked at the kid skeptically.  The kid looked back at him, equally skeptical, and then back to Robin.

Then, the proximity sensor on Robin’s wrist beeped.

“Oh, to hell with it! We’ve got to go!” Robin said, picking up the delighted toddler and grabbing onto Kid Flash.