Why?Why?Why?Why?
What have I done to deserve this?
Dick is gone and I can't believe it.
I do actually.
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After everyone has left, I take myself on a tour of the mansion. To remember Dick.
The first thing I see when I walk through the door, is a picture.
A picture of me and Dick. Dick is hugging me hard, he must be nine in that picture. I'm laughing and patting his tiny head.
Happy times. I wish there still was.
I continue down the hall, memories flooding my brain:
Bruce!
Dick, I'm busy..
Please Bruce, I just want to play!
Oh fine, what do you want to play?
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Hahaha!
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Hey, is Clark coming?
Yeah, why?
Cause I wanta show him my newest trapeze move!
I thought you already showed him them all!
I got a new one!
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Alfred?
Yes Master Bruce, Master Richard.
Dick!
Young sir, you did not just call me..
Dickie, don't call Alfred that.
No, I meant to say: It's Dick, please call me Dick.
Oh!
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Hey Batman!
Sh.. Robin don't give us away.
No, I found something.
What?
A clue!
A clue?
Yeah, see they went that way, that trail you're looking at is a false trail, see they went this way!
What would I do without you?
Well.... you would probably be dating a lot more woman...
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Dickie bird!
Yeah?
Do you want a cupcake?
A cupcake?
Yeah, want it?
Yeah!
April fools!
What? It's not even April!
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Can we install a trapeze?
Yeah.. why?
I wanna fly!
Okay....
You need to see me!
Okay Dickie, okay.
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Bruce, do you love me?
I....
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Yes Dickie, I love you.
I wish I had told you sooner.
I have always loved you.
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Flying No More
FanfictionI know this sounds sad and really evil, I'm sorry. But this is about Robin(Young Justice) dying and the team's reactions to his death. Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice! Or that really amazing picture on the cover!
