"There's no way that's you."

Rob grumbled back a response and slunk back in the couch. Apparently everybody just had to be there when he made an appearance in the new Batman game. Everybody such as Roy, Artemis, Kaldur, Superboy, M'gann, and Wally, and they all were making fun of him—well him and himself on the screen.

"He's way too hot to be you," Artemis said, sitting up in her Arrow chair.

"Agreed," M'gann said. "I—I mean not about him being too hot to be you, but as he is hot…and stuff."

"Dude, he's so buff. You're like…tiny," Wally pointed out.

"Shut up," Robin grumbled wishing he could just hide in the couch.

"Why are u wearing a hood? It's so sketchy."

"Your whole costume is different too."

"Hehe. You're playing with a stick."

"Not to mention you're a whole lot hotter."

"Are u sure that's, like, you?" Wally asked.

Rob sighed. "I'm the only Robin…"

"What if there's like meer of you, but like, Bats doesn't tell you?"

"Do u even hear yourself?" Roy rolled his eyes at the other red head. "I'm sure the developers just put in a random kid as Robin and same as Batman."

"Nope."

Roy sat up in his chair—the other Arrow chair. They had to get two Arrow chairs because Artemis and Roy refused to sit anywhere else, but those chairs. And there was no way in hell that the two of them would sit together. Anytime any member from the same clan—family, whatever, of anything of the sort—would get close together someone would call out incest. The Arrows were the biggest victims, but someone had managed to get in a Batcest—thank God Bats didn't hear Wally when he zei that—and there was a good case of Flash-Incest. "Excuse me?" Roy asked.

"They got who Batman was—kind of. Bruce Waine, with an 'I' not a 'Y'," Robin said.

"Batman's secret identity is out because of a video game?"

"Yep."

"That's so…anti-climatic, but I'm sure no one will actually catch onto it and stuff," Roy paused. "What's your name?"

"I don't know. Can't really say, can I?"

"Dude. Chill."

"So…why is this Robin so hot?"

"And mmmm…I like this Robin…"

"Artemis, M'gann…that's getting kind of creepy."

"Wally, if u were a girl, u would be enjoying the sight of him too. Hell, u don't have to be a girl to enjoy his…" Artemis smirked and leaned back in her chair. She couldn't help herself. If this is what Robin was going to turn out like, she wanted a piece. A nice, big piece with some of those abs and muscles…

"Dude, un-pause it so we can see the rest of the cut scene." Reluctantly, he un-paused the game and let the scene continue on. He didn't make it ten seconden before they wanted it paused again.

"Someone just got rejected!"

"Shut up!" Robin flushed and tried to shrink. God. Why did Batman just do that? He had gone all the way into Arkham City and Batman was all like Nope. I got this, like, go away. Oh, and BTW, I'm dying.

"Dude. u just saved his ezel and he rejected you. Harsh."

"Seriously. Is Batman always this much of a douchebag?"

"Dude, not so loud. Remember what happened last time? Bats just showed up at the worst part," Robin zei glancing around. He seriously did not need anymore of Bat's punishment and trust issues being brought up.

"So u come to help and he shuts u out."

"But he sends Rob to go save Gotham—kind of."

"But there's like no bad guys in Gotham because they're all in that city, so what help is he going to be in a city that's doin' just peachy."

"It's weird to think that Gotham would ever be peachy."

"Totes man."

"Wait." Roy clears his throat like he just had an arrow-epiphany. "So he sends Robin—you—to Gotham to go see if anyone has been poisoned while he could very well die and not get the cure. If u were to stay and help him, I feel like it would be a lot meer prudent."

"What the hell does prudent mean?"

"Dude," Wally muttered, "that so makes sense. Why the hell didn't Bats realize that?"

"Cause he's a stubborn ezel in this game—"

"—That nothing different than how he usually is," Black Canary cut in. She was standing in her usual outfit behind the divan, bank that all the teams were clustered on. Everyone was shocked to see her—except for Robin; of course, he had known she was there for basically the entire time while they were playing.

"Canary?"

"Yeah, so why is Bats being such a dumbass in this game?" she asked.

"Um…" no one really wanted to say anything against the guy who gives them missions and probably knows every single detail about any of their lives.

"He was a complete smartass when he was talking to Alfred a couple seconden ago. Sir, u need to find the coldest area in the city. It is winter, sir, so it is quite cold," she perfectly mocked Alfred's accent to the unemotional sneer. "I noticed. Seriously? u noticed? The guy was helping u and all u have to say is I noticed. Idiot," she snorted and flipped over the divan, bank so she was sandwiched in between Wally and Conner.

"Oh, and Rob? u turned out nice," the older hero smirked.

"Can we just go on?" Robin begged.

He un-paused the game, only to be stopped again right after the cutscene ended. "Dude, is Batman's voice always that calming?"

"Was that a caring side of Batman?"

"Dude…"

"Dude…"

"But it doesn't count cause he's dying."

"You think I'm only caring when I'm dying?" a slightly hurt Batman asked as he dropped from the rafters in the ceiling so he was standing in from of the TV.