Chapter 12

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Jason hums as he turns around as he is still lying on the cofy mattress that isn't his own that resides at the Manor. Causing him to panic and instantly shot up from the bed and look around the new environment filled with baby blues and midnight blues mixing together on the walls and ceiling. "What the fucking hell?" He suddenly yelped out frowning at the whole scenario. "Who the hell covers their house in so much blue? Wait?!" Jason screams loudly as he looks at himself and to see that he still had his suit on and felt his face, realising that his mask was still on as well. Which he was glad about, didn't want anyone, especially some random stranger, to know his true identity.

"Oh, thank god that they didn't take off my mask." Jason sighs out and lays back down onto his back. 'Where the hell even am I? Did someone find me and take me to their place? But why? My memory is kinda fuzzy on the last thing that happened to me.' He thought and heaves out another heavy sigh. Hearing slow and calculated but still loud enough to detect footsteps, the young boy immediately went to pretend to sleep, not giving whoever took him in a clue that he was actually awake.

Dick had taken careful step up the stair of his own house towards his bedroom, holding a plate filled with eggs, bacon and toast. "Hey, are you awake?" He asked as he knocked onto the door of his own bedroom that hides the hero known as Robin. He waited for some time, frowning as he got no reply, but didn't want to force his way in just in case the boy was either in the shower or changing. But hearing no sound on the other Dick continues to speak, "your free to use the shower just know that it's connected to the hallway and my bedroom so lock the two door up if it makes you feel comfortable."

Waiting for another few second Dick sighs, "I'll be downstairs. If you need me, yell, okay, and I'll come back with breakfast once you're done." Before leaving downstairs to the kitchen to wrap the eggs, bacon and toast in foil and place the plate into the fridge for later. He went to his own plate that had been left on the table and reheated before going back to eat.

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