Story and Site Plug
dotfic wrote and posted a lovely little story called Returning Robin, which is more Tim-angst in a post-RotJ setting. The story also happens to be the sequel to my own The Stolen Child. When she first asked to do it, we realized we'd actually written a number of stories set in the same universe.
And thus, Robin Red Bird was born.
In honor of the launch, I present for your amusement two drabbles set in that same universe. No familiarity with the other stories is required, but some knowledge of the flashback scene in "BB: RotJ" would be helpful.
Fallen Robins
Of course the suit fits. It's part of the magic. Despite what Terry keeps preaching at him, Matt sees the Cave as an enchanted place, home of an ancient warrior and two crusading young knights.
Red and green, Matt's reflection flashes in the glass case. Three knights, if this works.
He's strong for his size, and fast. He's been practicing when Terry hasn't been watching. Two Jokerz fall under his blows.
The third almost kills him.
Back at the Cave, Terry and Max bandage and bitch at him. "Never again," Terry orders him, and like smoke, the enchantment is broken.
Eulogy
"Most people ... " Ben Drake cleared his throat, looked down at his crumpled notes and the eerily familiar names scribbled there. Wayne was long dead, and Grayson had died last year, but Terry McGinnis, primary heir to the same fortune that had unexpectedly graced Ben's family thirty years ago, sat solemnly in the back like an old friend.
Ben caught his breath. What eccentric billionaires did in their spare time didn't matter now.
"People didn't get my parents' marriage. I remember this one thing my father said about Mom. He said she made him laugh.
"I believe they're laughing together now."
And thus, Robin Red Bird was born.
In honor of the launch, I present for your amusement two drabbles set in that same universe. No familiarity with the other stories is required, but some knowledge of the flashback scene in "BB: RotJ" would be helpful.
Fallen Robins
Of course the suit fits. It's part of the magic. Despite what Terry keeps preaching at him, Matt sees the Cave as an enchanted place, home of an ancient warrior and two crusading young knights.
Red and green, Matt's reflection flashes in the glass case. Three knights, if this works.
He's strong for his size, and fast. He's been practicing when Terry hasn't been watching. Two Jokerz fall under his blows.
The third almost kills him.
Back at the Cave, Terry and Max bandage and bitch at him. "Never again," Terry orders him, and like smoke, the enchantment is broken.
Eulogy
"Most people ... " Ben Drake cleared his throat, looked down at his crumpled notes and the eerily familiar names scribbled there. Wayne was long dead, and Grayson had died last year, but Terry McGinnis, primary heir to the same fortune that had unexpectedly graced Ben's family thirty years ago, sat solemnly in the back like an old friend.
Ben caught his breath. What eccentric billionaires did in their spare time didn't matter now.
"People didn't get my parents' marriage. I remember this one thing my father said about Mom. He said she made him laugh.
"I believe they're laughing together now."