For some reason, the other members of the young justice team never seem to realize that Robin actually has a life outside the vigilante gig. He mostly only ever talks about training in the batcave, new gadgets he’s working on, complaining about Gotham rogues. They sort of forget that there’s a real kid behind the mask.
So it’s kind of like a bucket of water being dumped over their heads when they witness him actually acting like a normal kid.
“You have a test tomorrow,” they hear Batman say, followed immediately by a groan from Robin. “It’s time to go home.”
“Ten more minutes!”
“Not ten more minutes,” Batman says. “Now. Dinner, study, then bed.”
“Can’t I just skip tomorrow?”
“Absolutely not. School is important.”
“Says the drop out.”
“That’s not the same and you know it!” Batman says quickly. “Keep stalling, and your PlayStation gets locked up all weekend.”
“Fine,” Robin whines, stomping towards the zeta tubes.
And the entire Mount Justice is quiet after they leave, the team not quite sure what they just saw.
“Wait,” Wally stutters, his fingers pointing between where Robin and Batman just were and the zeta tubes they disappeared into. “Does that mean - Robin goes to school?”
“I assumed he was like, homeschooled. Or, like,” Artemis stumbles over the words, not quite sure how to explain her thoughts.
“I thought he was a ninja or something,” Conner says.
Kaldur just sort of shakes his head at all of them. He’s apparently the only one who didn’t think their youngest team member was some sort of robot or cryptid. Maybe because the first time he met Robin, he’d been whining to Batman about how his weeknight crime fighting curfew should be extended to 3am, and Batman actually laughed and told him “nice try, but no way.”
when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever
“The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.”
— Juliette Lewis
I still write about you. You probably forgot my name.
I miss you in quiet ways—in skipped songs, in sunsets that don’t feel right, in jokes I can't tell anyone else.
YES this is one of my biggest pet peeves while reading fics or hcs
I think it's often forgotten that all the Bat-kids are Bat-trained so, while some of them do have specific strengths, they are all at peak human condition and have professional training in literally every task.
I see so many versions of the Batfam where Dick is the flexible one, Jason is the strong one, Tim is the smart one, Damian is the weapons-trained one, Cass can disappear, and Stephanie and Duke are ignored or treated like civilians.
So, while Dick obviously is the best acrobat and his fighting style is based on his gymnastics training, it's important to note that all of the Batkids are only slightly below his level. They are all on par with professional gymnasts.
And, while Tim is this expert detective and hacker, they are all trained to be able to hack the fucking Pentagon.
Consider them all getting an A in every test of every skill, it's just that some of them have specific interests, so devote more of their time to their skill and get an A+ instead.
So here is a list of their A+ skills:
Dick: acrobatics (obviously)
Jason: marksmanship (this ranges from guns to slingshots, amazing with a paper airplane aimed at Tim's eyes)
Tim: computer and detective skills (this man never leaves the house, he has skin paler than paper and access to every CIA document)
Damian: welding weapons (it takes a lot of practice to weild a katana non-lethaly)
Cass: stealth (when asked for comment, she disappeared into the floorboards)
Steph: pissing off the rogues (it's what she devoted most of her time to)
Duke: encouragement (he was a major player in We Are Robin, he could encourage anyone to join the fight. Also, he makes the sun shine behind him to form a dramatic silhouette and you can't say no to that)
Bruce: Paranoia
Anyway, this was a really long winded way of saying, while I appreciate the Nightwing Dancing on a Pole propaganda, I humbly present the simple fact that Jason would also be up there.
Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin