Little stories of love and joy.

Robin n Raven

"Hey, Raven, let's go visit Batman and Alfred at Wayne Manor," Robin suggested, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Raven smiled, her dark hair cascading down her shoulders. "Sure, why not? It's been a while since we've seen them."

The couple made their way to Wayne Manor, the grandeur of the mansion never failing to impress them. As they entered, they were greeted by Alfred, the loyal butler.

"Master Robin, Miss Raven, it's a pleasure to have you here," Alfred said, his voice filled with warmth.

"Thanks, Alfred. Is Batman around?" Robin asked eagerly.

Alfred nodded. "Yes, Master Bruce is in the Batcave. Shall I inform him of your arrival?"

"No need, Alfred. We'll surprise him," Raven chimed in, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

The couple descended into the depths of the Batcave, where Batman was engrossed in his work. He turned around, his cape billowing behind him, as he noticed Robin and Raven's presence.

"Robin, Raven, what brings you here?" Batman asked, his voice deep and commanding.

"We just wanted to pay you a visit, Bruce," Robin replied, a hint of mischief in his voice.

Batman's stern expression softened as he looked at his protégé. "It's good to see you, Dick. And Raven, always a pleasure."

Raven smiled warmly, feeling a sense of belonging in this extraordinary world. "Likewise, Bruce."

As the evening wore on, Bruce shared details of a dangerous mission he needed Robin to undertake. The mission involved infiltrating a criminal organization and gathering crucial information.

"I need you to be careful, Dick. This mission is risky," Bruce warned, concern etched on his face.

Robin nodded, determination shining in his eyes. "Don't worry, Bruce. I'll be careful. I promise."

The next day, Robin embarked on his mission, leaving Raven behind at Wayne Manor. Hours turned into days, and Raven anxiously awaited Robin's return. Finally, he stumbled through the front door, bloodied and battered.

"Robin! What happened?" Raven exclaimed, rushing to his side.

Robin winced in pain, his voice strained. "I... I got caught. They... they tortured me."

Raven's eyes filled with tears as she saw the extent of his injuries. "We need to get you to a hospital, Dick."

"No, Raven. I can't risk them finding out who I am," Robin replied, his voice determined.

Alfred, who had been awakened by the commotion, entered the room. "Master Robin, what on earth happened?"

Robin managed a weak smile. "I'll be fine, Alfred. Just need to stitch myself up."

Alfred's eyes widened in disbelief. "Stitch yourself up? Without painkillers?"

Robin nodded, his hands trembling as he prepared to tend to his wounds. "I've done it before. I can handle it."

Bruce, who had been alerted by Alfred, arrived at the scene, his face a mix of shock and concern. "Dick, why didn't you tell me? I would have come to help."

Robin looked up at Bruce, his eyes filled with a mixture of pain and determination. "I didn't want to worry you, Bruce. I can take care of myself."

Bruce's gaze softened as he realized the uncanny resemblance between himself and Robin. "You're so much like me, Dick. I should have realized it sooner."

Robin smiled weakly, his voice barely a whisper. "It's okay, Bruce. We're family, after all."

As the night wore on, Bruce, Raven, and Alfred tended to Robin's wounds, their voices filled with concern and love. In that moment, they realized that their bond was unbreakable, forged through countless battles and shared experiences.

And so, in the depths of Wayne Manor, a family united, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, their voices echoing through the halls, forever intertwined.