#robin lore

(because I am way too obsessed with this girl)

Chapter 1- seven years old

I set my sketch book down to the side and stretched my sore arms. Thankfully mommy hadn’t hit me too bad last night, so I was still able to move around without too much struggle. I tip-toed downstairs, letting out a small sigh of relief when I didn’t see her. I opened the fridge door and let out a small sigh of disappointment. The fridge was empty besides an expired jug of milk and some eggs. I walked over to the dining table, rummaging through mommy’s purse until I found enough cash. 

I walked over to the front door, grabbing my jacket. I zipped it up and headed out the door. I walked down the street, ignoring the confused glances I got. It was winter, but the cold wind felt nice on my skin. I hummed a little song under my breath until I got to the small grocery store and walked inside. I wandered through the aisles, trying to find something I could make. I finally settled on some things to make a pb & j sandwich and walked to the checkout, pleased with my choices.

I reached up a bit to drop the items in front of the cashier. The teenager gave him a bored look. “You got enough money kid?” She said, finishing the sentence with a pop of her gum. “Yup!” I proudly showed her my 20$ bill, and she nodded as she grabbed it from me. “Alright, that’ll be.. exactly twenty dollars. Enjoy kid.” I smiled as I scooped up everything into my arms and walked away. 

That had been much easier than other times. Sometimes there was this man who always gave me a weird look, like he felt bad for me. Another one of them always asked a lot of questions with a scrutinizing gaze. That teenager with the bubblegum might become a new favorite.

I finally got home, dumping the food onto the counter. Once I finished the sandwich I took a bite, grinning when I was pleased with the results. It was great. Once I finished it I could put the other things into our pantry, since that was empty to besides for mommy’s alcohol.

"Don't hug me I'm scared"

And then Dick came closer, he remembered that reaction all too well, the same reaction he'd had when he was younger, and so he was content to ruffle his little brother's hair.

The new bat just smiled at the child, the only thing different from his childhood, his Batman didn't smile at him on the street, but comforted him with great care when they returned from patrol.

Dick is Damian's Batman, he had different ways of being and taking care of the little bird, but that was still there

Both batman's avoided hugs when their robins were scared, even if in Jason case Bruce would hug him Tight well what Dick could say different times, but that memory still there fresh on his mind.

When they come home they're welcome by Bruce hugs, both are hugged tight by their dad.

That was what time did to Bruce