Prompt Post - Part Six [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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“He was mentored by a hobo guy named Stick!” Dick chips in exuberantly. Artemis frowns. She thinks she's heard this part somewhere else before. Wally continues.
“Right. Stick taught Steve everything he knew, but Steve didn't have the resources to put those skills to their ultimate use.”
“That's where Bruce comes in,” Dick says. “Brucie started meeting with Crazy Steve every other day-”
“They would have met every day but Steve smells pretty bad and Brucie couldn't handle it,” Wally buts in.
“Right. I almost forgot that part. Thank you, bro,” Dick says. “Anyways, Bruce let Steve explain his dreams of having somewhere safe to live, of fixing Gotham the way he wanted it, of putting an end to the powerful elite who use their powers willy nilly, of ending corruption, of a new tomorrow.” Robin smiles wistfully at Crazy Steve's imagined future. Wally picks up from where Dick left off.
“And then one day when Bruce and Steve were mediating by the gutter of a rat infested alley, Steve had a vision.” The room is silent as Wally builds suspense. “He saw...a bat! A bat that would swoop in and eat the rats that infested the streets of Gotham. A bat that would protect the defenseless and end world hunger.”
“He also saw a hooker in his vision but Crazy Steve is always seeing hookers everywhere so we'll just ignore that part,” Dick chimes in. “Bruce saw the potential in Steve, but he didn't know how to nourish it. In the end, Bruce gave Steve access to all the costumery, gadgets, and tools that he would need to make his dream a reality,” Dick says.
By now, even Artemis, the most doubting of the bunch, is fully absorbed in the story. Superboy huffs when the boys don't continue quickly. Wally coughs.
“And the goddamn Batman was born from the sparks of that beautiful vision!”
“Wally!” Megan gasps. “No cursing in front of Superboy.” Superboy rubs two fingers into the center of his forehead and moans.
“Sorry, right. I forgot,” Wally apologies. Megan smiles graciously.
“Anyways,” Dick segues, “the... goshdarn... Batman was very good at his job. But Brucie, he is a fickle chap and even though he loved the dream Steve strove to accomplish, he just sorta forgot about his old chum.”
“I would never to that to you, buddy,” Wally mentions, giving Robin's hand a small squeeze.
“Thanks Walls,” Dick murmurs, pretending to force himself not to cry. Bemused, Aqualad tells them to proceed once more.
“So, Batman needed Brucie for his financial aid,” Wally reminds. “But with Bruce boy so busy dating cheer-leading teams and swimming in pools of liquid gold, Steve lost that support.”
“That's where Robin comes in,” Dick states. “You see, I was an orphaned circus boy who really just wanted to be part of Crazy Steve's family. I didn't mind at all when he kidnapped me. I wasn’t bothered when he kept insisting I was age twelve instead of nine. I guess pretending I was three years older made him feel like he wasn't endangering me.”
“It's things like that that make you know he really cares,” Wally adds.
“Certainly,” Dick agrees. “Steve is crazy protective. That's why we call him Crazy Steve even.”
“Yeah, ole Crazy just loves making sure Dick gets the right amount of rat in his diet because he cares this much.” Wally opens his arms wide to suggest a sizable amount.
“I prefer the term 'City Chicken'. Rat has a negative connotation,” Dick says. “Anyways, me and Steve took a really long drive in the Batmobile. Like I think I was in there until I actually was age twelve. After I got out, me and Steve went to the Batcave and had some City Chicken. Then he explained to me his plan to get back in Bruce's good graces.”
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“He kidnapped me so I could use my cute orphan puppy dog eyes and get Bruce to adopt me. Once Bruce adopted me, I hacked into his bank accounts and set up all of goddamn Batman's funds.”
“And then you became Robin, boy wonder?” Megan asks.
“Yup, he did.” Wally turns to Robin. “Tell them why you're called Robin.”
“Well, Steve didn't have another vision or anything...he just thought bats were birds...I didn't have the heart to explain to him the difference.” Robin looks gloomy.
“That's okay, Robin. He's your friend. White lies don't break the bro code,” Wally comforts. They hug each other and sniffle weakly.
The boys are still hugging each other when Batman makes his presence known with a gruff noise. The boys tense drastically and slowly face their mentor.
“What's up, Batman?” Wally chokes out boldly. He figures things can't get much worse no matter what he says. Batman slits his white lenses. He ignores Wally and turns to his protege.
“Robin, are normal lies acceptable parts of this “bro code” you speak so reverentially about?” he asks with a growl.
“No, sir,” Robin replies as he withdraws from Wally's hug and tries to slowly back away towards the door. Batman pretends to be astounded.
“Is that so?" He eyes the team suspiciously. “Then I suppose I should offer each and every one of you your daily doses of rat? I do not believe there is an important nutritional value, but, at very least, you will build up an immunity to rat poison. That may come in handy some day on a mission. Think of it as training.”
Megan's eyes grow wide immediately while the others attempt to hide their fear.
“Sir,” Aqualad replies, “this is my fault. I should have never let their game get so far out of hand. I take full responsibility as the leader.”
Batman calms down somewhat, but Megan still watches him with fear, not knowing what to think. Superboy, meanwhile, deals with a throbbing headache from his growing confusion.
Batman makes a decision based on what's best for the team. He removes his cowl.
“I have not and never will steal, kidnap, or force feed anyone to protect Gotham. Your orders regarding knowing my identity are simple. You. Do. Not. Know. My. Identity.
If there is every a situation where knowledge of who I am comes into play, you defer to the League for direction. Where the League cannot reply in a timely manner, you will take orders from Robin.”
Batman replaces his cowl and turns to Robin and Wally.
“You will wash your mouth out with soap. This goddamn Batman phrase will cease from now on, even if Superboy is not present.
Also, if I ever hear another word about Crazy Steve then I will send you both back to his dimension for a week.”
Batman turns swiftly on his heel and exits the cave.
Everyone stands stock still. Megan hesitantly asks a question.
“So, Crazy Steve is really Batman somewhere else?” Robin nods slowly. Megan turns to the rest of her scared teammates. “Aqualad, I would like to make a motion for all teammates to have a sleepover until...sleeping seems less scary.”
Aqualad's eyes sweep over every member of the team.
“Motion granted,” they all say together.
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“He also saw a hooker in his vision but Crazy Steve is always seeing hookers everywhere so we'll just ignore that part."
"I wasn’t bothered when he kept insisting I was age twelve instead of nine."
This like specially made me laugh, seeing as I re-watched Linkara's video just recently. xD
Tut tut tut, Robin. You should've checked the motion sensors for bats before comparing him to Crazy-Steve!
This is pure gold, anon. I love you as much as Crazy Steve cares for Robin, and will have Wally demonstrate with his arms. =P
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Your response cracked me up OP. Way to wake me up.
If you like it then I'm happy. XD
Maybe Robin didn't check the motion sensors because he had a headache from too little rat in his diet?
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Thank you anon, for doing what I thought was impossible. =D
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I kinda want to have a sequel where they actually meet Steve but I can't find the time for it right now.
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