queen beyond the world.

Sometimes you would help him by knocking out someone and leaving them tied in plastic bags for him to find. Other times you would silently hand him over plans of criminals he was looking for. Jason tried asking where you got them from, only for you to shrug, telling him that 'you just did'.

Though he was sceptical at first, Jason learnt just to accept your answer. After all, you kept bringing him real plans, so there was no reason not to trust you.

The Batfamily had also got used to your presence, especially when Jason was out on the streets. Sometimes they knew he was out, all thanks to spotting you running around. Dick joked that you had a sixth sense when it came to Jason's patrolling schedule.

The kids were curious about you, especially Dick after he saw you and Red Hood interact. They wanted to know about you and who you were. Tim had guessed you have to be a teenager based on your speech patterns, which made them all even more fascinated with you.

Batman, on the other hand, didn't know how to feel about you. While you shifted your pranks away from them and onto criminals, you became less of a nuisance. He didn't know anything about you, and Jason warned him not to, especially if he wants Red Hood to start teaming up with the bats.

Which apparently you were not happy that he did. That was something you had voiced quite loudly the first time Jason had announced it to you.

But Batman learnt to tolerate you and the way you always had something negative to say about him. You made Jason relaxed and even got him to joke along with you on good days, so he lets any mean comments about himself slide.

It was nice seeing you with Jason, even if the two of you made a bit of an odd pair.

And even though they all joked that you're always out whenever Red Hood is, it still wasn't unusual for you to miss a patrol or two. Especially if Tim was right about you being a teenager. The school probably got in the way of patrolling.

So when you missed two patrols in a row, none of them batted an eye. Not even Jason.

On the third patrol with you, they all started to think it was a little weird but still brushed it off as something in your life getting in the way.

Dick tried joking with Jason, asking where he lost his sidekick while the fourth patrol without you went on. In return Dick only heard that he should mind his own business.

From that point it seemed like Jason got back to his old ways, just by you no longer joining. He was violent, more than necessary. He would lash out not only at the criminals but also at the rest of the family. The mere mention of you would result in him disappearing for the rest of the patrol and a few bodies for them to clean up after.

It was clear to all of them that Jason was stressed about your rather sudden disappearance.

So when a full week passed and you were nowhere to be seen, Bruce decided to approach Jason. He hoped to find out something about you that would help track down your whereabouts.

He even got Barbara to convince him to stop by the cave before patrol. All so Bruce could ask him about you.

"But I don't know where he is! I don't even know his fucking name, Bruce!" Jason lashed out as Bruce's first question reached his ears. "I don't know if he's even alive! I know you might not care about death, but I do! I don't want him to die! It would be my fault if he did!"

All of them froze at Jason's words. They watched him storm out of the cave into the cold Gotham night.

Red Hood was nowhere to be seen for a few patrols after that.

So when Jason finally rejoined on one of the patrols, they all breathed out a sigh of relief. And silently agreed to not bring you up until they confirm what's happening with you.

Just as they were about to wonder how to approach Jason about you possibly not returning to your duty, Tim spots a familiar plastic bag running down one of the streets.

"Hey! The Plastic Bag!" He yelled out, jumping down from the roof he was perched on.

"Stop calling me that!" You screamed, turning around to Red Robin.

"Then take off the plastic bag." He pointed towards the bag on your head with a grin.

"No," you argued, crossing your arms over your chest. "What do you want?"

"Where have you been?" Red Robin asked, clearly looking over your body for any injuries or signs of you fighting with something. "Red's been worried about you."

"Red Hood was worried about me?" You chirped, and Tim swore he saw your eyes light up, despite the plastic bag covering them.

"Why are you happy..." Tim wanted to ask but realised who he was talking to. "Never mind."

"Don't worry, Red Hood! Your sidekick is back!" You yell out, running off.

You find Jason with ease. Heard him arguing with Nightwing from a mile away, so finding him was a piece of cake.

Jason turned around at the sound of your footsteps, and both he and Nightwing froze, realising that you were the one that approached them.

"Red Hood, I missed—wow, alright." Your attempt to hug Red Hood fell short as he started pulling you away from Nightwing the moment you got close enough. "I guess we're going somewhere, cool."

You let Red Hood drag you away, knowing that he probably just wants to discuss something with just you. And the mere thought that he wanted something to stay just between the two of you made you all giddy inside.

"Why were you gone?" he questioned, pulling at the holes of your plastic bag to see if you're not injured.

"Huh?" You tilted your head slightly, confused. Then you realised that he didn't know the reason you were absent. "Oh yeah, I was sick. It was nasty. Wanted to sneak out the first day I started feeling off but ended up passing you in my room. Good thing I didn't get to take out my costume; imagine trying to explain that."

"You were... sick?" Red Hood hesitated, letting go of your face cover.

"Yup! "It was just a cold, though," you shrugged, fixing the way the bag was sitting on your head.

"You don't want to rest more?" He came close to you again, this time putting his hand over your plastic-covered forehead.

"Oh no! I'm all good now! "Haven't caught it in the last twenty-four hours," you cheered, waving your hands in the air.

Jason asked you to stick with him after the patrol, as he will need something from you. When you asked if you could take the backpack with your things first, he promised to go and get it with you.

You didn't know it, but as you skipped away from the alley, a realisation had hit Jason.

You were just a child.

"What the fuck am I doing with him?" Red Hood mumbled under his breath.

And while Jason had an existential crisis, you spent the rest of the patrol happier than ever; the knowledge that Red Hood cared about you enough to worry and that he will need your help with something made you run on cloud nine with happiness.

When the two of you joined the rest, you started lying about your absence, giving out a different answer whenever someone asked. There was no real reason for you to lie to them other than thinking it was funny.

"No, really, why were you gone?" Red Robin asked you again.

"Oh, you know I was fighting the demons under New York," you shrugged, tying up a criminal. "Comes with the job"

Behind you, Red Hood chuckled.

With the patrol done and dusted, you took Red Hood to where you were hiding the change of clothes and the rest of your stuff.

"My safe house is nearby," Red Hood stated, looking around the dark alley. "Next time leave your stuff there."

You promised him that you would and followed him to the place he mentioned. There he asked for your phone.

"It's just for emergencies," he explained, putting his phone number into your device. "I can't have you disappearing for a week and not know what's going on."

You promised him that you would use his number just for emergencies, and you were free to go after that.

You did notice that he put the number under Jason, but when you tried asking him about it, he just shrugged and told you to figure it out if it's his real name or not.

Things went back to mostly normal after your return. You would join Jason on patrols, sometimes being useful only for him, sometimes to the rest. Though Jason was still the only one you actually listened to.

To the rest of them, everything looked like before your absence. Except for Batman, who noticed the change in Red Hood that the rest were unaware of. Now his son carried a certain softness when it came to you.

That, combined with the fact that Jason basically had a younger sidekick, made it really hard for Batman to not compare you and Jason with Robin and himself.

"You know, Red Hood, I wasn't expecting you to be the first one to get a sidekick," he admitted one night as they wrapped up the patrol. "A kid too, just like I did."

"What did you just say?" Jason spat, staring down at Batman.

"YEAH, FUCK YOU, MEAN A KID? I'M A GROWN-ASS MAN," you yelled out, jumping towards Batman, but Jason caught your collar just in time. You trashed in his hold, yelling, "RED, LET GO OF ME. I STAND A CHANCE WITH THIS PUNK."

You kept thrashing around as Red Hood dragged you back by the collar. You kept yelling that you will get Batman next time and how he just has to wait for Jason to let go of you.

Once you two were far enough, Red Hood let go of you and laughed, telling you that the only reason why you'd stand a chance would be because Batman doesn't fight children.

You pretended to be offended the rest of the walk back to the safe house.

The next afternoon, you scrolled through your social media, bored out of your mind. You had nothing to do, and it was still hours until you could go out and spend time with Red Hood. That was when an app showed you a video that made you think of you and Jason. You were about to save it and show it to him later when you remembered that he gave you his number.

You knew he told you to only use it in emergencies, but you did consider your boredom an emergency.

You: [tiktok video of a brother shadow boxing around his sister, who pretends to swing at him once and startles him] You: us <3 You: you're the sister tho, I would shit myself if you were to swing into my direction Jason: that's not why I gave you my number. You: :( seen 5 minutes ago

Jason: (pic of a meme of one being on a leash)

Jason: us. You: HA I KNEW YOU LOVED ME YOU'RE NEVER GETTING RID OF ME NOW