DISCONTINUED - Secret Twins

Alone

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Mount Justice

Why did life have to be so unfair.

His grades were good. He wasn't a total loner at school. He didn't drink or party. Homework was always done days beforehand. He followed orders without much discussions. He didn't set the kitchen on fire in an attempt to be fancy and flambé something that wasn't meant to be.

So why, why did he have to be sent to the one place he'd rather not be. Really even a stinky jock's gym locker would be better.

It's been two days since he helped Connor and M'gann with math. He still didn't mind that he helped, it was nice, but he'd rather have kept it as a one time thing for now. Not like they keep asking for help, but the social interaction is what annoyed him.

All he wanted was to be left alone. Alone time and privacy.

To hack Batman's files.

It's not like he shouldn't have seen this coming! It's been 5 days since the training fiasco and the broody man had barely given him any status updates! If he's looking into stuff it wouldn't take this long to give a simple 'hey Robin, I placed more sensors along this part of town but no sign yet'. But noooo. Nothing! They didn't even go out to place censors anymore so doesn't that mean it was useless? Who knows?! Not like he goes out on patrols anymore after being benched again. Why even let him go out if he ends up getting benched again right after?

Since he wasn't allowed to terrorize the Gotham underground as their favorite stoplight colored bird, he had to find something else to entertain him.

Of course the only logical thing would be to hack the Batcomputer and see what he's been up to, but he had heavily encrypted the files. Blasted paranoia. What else was he supposed to do? Ask? No, that wasn't fun. And it's not like Bruce would say much other than 'just checking a possible lead'. If he was even there to ask in the first place. Patrols had started sooner than usual the passed few days and combined with the Cave arrest, he barely saw Bruce.

Thus he set out to find a quiet place to get to work. Only, he had been on afternoon Cave arrest. His room was the only place where he could work in peace, away from the others.

But of course, as life would have it, he can't get into his room. Canary had seen it coming that the Bat protégé would try to retreat to his room to escape any social interaction until his time was up. So they locked his room. If he wanted inside, he would need to drag Black Canary all the way to his door to unlock it for him. He did make a small scene when she told him after their session.

"But Dinahhhh, what if I spilled food all over myself? I would have to be able to change and shower without anybody discovering my identity!" Cue puppy eyes.

"Robin, we are both well aware that you are too careful to spill anything over yourself. And even so, you'll just have to suck it up and face Alfred's wrath on your own."

The woman was too smart for her own good. She saw immediately though the rather pathetic excuse. It didn't stop him from trying to crack open the lock however, which only resulted in getting banned from the entire hallway all together.

So there he was again, in the living room, this time in one of the smaller couches that stood off to the side. He had multiple screens pulled up on his glove because of course he wasn't allowed access to his computer after the whole door lock incident. The almost took his gloves too but that would have set off a war. Still, he had the glove on his lap so he could use both his hands in hopes of getting it done faster. He had the files translated to other languages, just in case anybody would decide to look at what he's doing.