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Eight-year-old Dickie !! :3 I was bored and sketching, and somehow this came to be.
If I made an art book would people actually look at it? Idk.

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Roy and Dick were walking the streets of Gotham to the nearest ice cream store- at least, that's what Dick thought.

Roy was actually trying to get to the nearest zeta tube.

A group of teens walked past them, holding their ice cream cones. Roy dragged Dick the other way, but the younger boy stopped in his tracks.

"Um, the deal was that we get ice cream. I'm pretty sure it's that way." He snapped, pointing in the opposite direction.

Roy growled. "Right. My bad." And then Dick grabbed his hand, leading the way.

The little snot was holding his fucking hand. A girl walking by nearly melted into a puddle of goo.

After a minute of walking down the road, they finally reached the ice cream shop. Roy jerked his hand out of Dick's quickly, and opened the door.

Dick took a big whiff of the air and gave a pleasurable sigh. Roy realized this was gonna be awhile.

It was actually kind of scary. Dick actually looked like a mini version of himself. Was this a nightmare?

They both stood in the long line at the counter. And of course, two women behind them started ogling at Roy, and commenting on how "adorable" it was that Dick was now once again holding his hand.

Yep. It was definitely a nightmare.

Roy held in his frustration. He looked down at Dick, who had a shit-eating grin on his face- he was doing it on purpose!

"Hello there sir. Is that your son?" One of the women commented and it took every bit of Roy's strength not to freak out.

"Yeah he looks nothing like you." The other women added.

"He's not my son. I'm uh- babysitting." Roy bluffed, wishing they'd both shut up.

They both giggled. "That's so adorable! What's your name little one?" The first woman asked, kneeling down to Dick's level.

"Rob." He replied bluntly.

"You're so cute!"

Dick was having fun. Not only was he getting attention from hot girls, but Roy was angry as hell. Not to mention he was getting ice cream- three scoops. Perfect!

The two girls kept babbling, and Roy's irritation only increased. "Ehem. Listen ladies, Rob likes his personal space."

And of course right after he said that, Dick gave the woman a small hug. "He doesn't seem to mind." She said.

"Yeah well, his parents instructed he stay by my side at all times." The redhead countered, and both girls scowled.

Roy laughed. "Besides, they also instructed that he's not allowed to associate with anyone who has less than half a brain- that would mean the both of you."

"You don't know nothing about us!" The second woman nearly shouted.

"You have a point. But you ought to be real dumb with that kind of fashion sense."

Okay. Maybe Roy was taking it a bit too far. Both of them were actually super hot.

Thank god he was saved- it was finally their turn to order.

They walked up to the counter, Dick turning around and giving a small wave.

"I'll have a vanilla cone, one scoop." Roy said. "Rob what do you want?"

Dick rubbed his chin over-dramatically in thought. "I'll have one scoop of cookie dough, one of chocolate, and one of vanilla all in one cone. I'd also like it drowned in chocolate syrup, whipped cream, and rainbow sprinkles."

The man taking their orders looked a bit surprised, but went to make their ice cream anyways.

As the man handed them both their ice creams, Roy suddenly had a great idea on how he could get back at Dick. Who cares if he's eight?

They went to sit down at one of the tables, Dick holding the huge ice cream cone in his hands. The guy definitely went by Rob's orders... the cone was dripping syrup and sprinkles.

"Happy now?" Roy grumbled. Dick nodded.

Before Roy could smash Dick's ice cream in his face, Dick had already done it to Roy. Apparently they both had the same evil idea.

"You little- ugh!" Roy growled, trying to swipe the ice cream off of his face. He couldn't fucking see!

Wait a second. "Ha! That means you have no ice cream now!" Roy laughed.

But, when he finally got the ice cream out of his eyes, he saw Dick eating his ice cream cone.

"Oops." The younger boy said, shrugging his shoulders.

Roy slumped in his chair and put his head in his hands with frustration. This was a horrible idea.

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Bruce rushed to the phone in his office at Wayne Enterprises as it rang loudly.

He quickly picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Master Bruce." Alfred greeted from the other end of the phone.

"Is Dick alright, Alfred?" Bruce asked with concern.

There was a long sigh on the other end of the phone from the butler. "Mister Harper knows about Master Dick's situation. They both left the manor, sir. It's best if you come home straight away."

Bruce slammed his fist on the desk. Dick hadn't listened to him!

"I'll be there soon Alfred. Thanks for calling me." Bruce said, hanging up after Alfred gave a small goodbye.

Bruce walked outside, and got in his car quickly. What did Dick think he was doing?

Bruce was driving his car down the road, when he could've sworn he saw Dick outside of the ice cream shop with Roy.

Wait.

Dick was outside of the ice cream shop with Roy.

Bruce pulled the car up next to the curb, and hopped out. He angrily walked up to the duo.

Roy was covered in ice cream and sprinkles, and looked pissed as hell. Dick had a smug look on his face, and was happily eating a vanilla ice cream cone.

"Roy." Bruce said bluntly, and Roy and Dick instantly spun. Bruce was right behind them, with his arms crossed.

Roy groaned. "Great!" He shouted sarcastically.

"Di-"

"It's Rob." Dick interrupted Bruce, trying to keep his cover.

"You disobeyed me... Rob... was this really necessary Roy?"

"Uhhh..." The redhead stammered unsure of what to say.

"Sorry Bruce. But he said if I came with him he'd get me ice cream... triple scoop. You can never go wrong with three scoops." The younger boy claimed.

Something was a bit off about Dick. He didn't remember Dick causing this much trouble when he was younger- and he would've remembered for certain.

"Right. We are going home now." Bruce commanded, and Dick sulked to the car.

Roy rolled his eyes, and began to walk away. "Don't think I'm done with you, Roy." Bruce warned him. Roy assumed he was gonna tell Oliver or some shit. Wonderful.

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Back at Wayne Manor, Dick got a twenty minute lecture. He wasn't even listening half the time, he just nodded his head and mumbled "yeah" and "okay" every so often.

Bruce picked up on it easily.

"Are you even listening?"

"Okay- I mean- yeah."

Bruce sighed, and rubbed his temples.

"Alright. You're going to stay at Mount Justice until I figure this out."

Dick whined. "Why?"

"Because you're too much to handle. Head over there now." He ordered, and Dick left to go to the Batcave.

"Master Bruce. We must figure out what's wrong with him."

"I know Alfred. Something just doesn't seem right."

"You do have a point, sir."

"He just causes so much trouble... he's different."

"Perhaps there's still a thirteen year old in there somewhere, even if he has forgotten the past four years." Alfred suggested.

Bruce nodded. Alfred was probably right. When was Alfred ever wrong?

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The zeta tubes announced Robin, and Megan happily greeted him. "I'm so glad you're back, Robin! This is unexpected!"

"Hi Megan." He said back, smiling. Maybe if he warmed up to her she'd make him more food.

"Are you hungry?" She asked. The exact question he wanted to come out of her mouth...

He nodded.

"Alright, let's go! What do you want?" Megan asked sweetly, grabbing his hand and leading him to the rec room.

"Can we have cookies?"

"Of course!"

They entered the rec room, and Wally, Artemis, Zatanna, and Rocket were all on the couch watching a movie.

"Where's Kaldur and Connor?" Megan asked the group.

Artemis turned around. "They got bored of the movie and went to the training room. They'll be back in a little bit." The Martian nodded.

"Rob!" Wally shouted, jumping off of the couch and speeding to his friend.

"Hi Wally." Robin greeted.

"I mean, your still a baby. But you're still Rob." Wally claimed, and Dick pouted.

"I'm not a baby!" He countered, giving the speedster a stern look.

"Yeah, yeah. Hey, did someone say something 'bout cookies?"

"Shut it Baywatch."

Suddenly, the television screen went crazy. Random pictures and videos popped up, until finally the screen turned to static.

"Umm... what was that about? Is the tv possessed?" Raquel questioned, a bit freaked out.

Zatanna shrugged.

Then, the screen went back to normal and back to their movie.

"Well then... let's start the cookies, Robin!"

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To be continued...

I had fun writing this chapter. The shit with Roy was just for fun, cause why not?