Robins!

Up Too Late

A/N:  Someone who works at Lucasfilm and is producing Star Wars came to talk to my class today :)  She also talked about her boyfriend who designs Tesla cars :D  Happiness...

BRUCE IS 'DEAD' IN THIS ONE SHOT AND DICK IS THE LEGAL GUARDIAN

Jason can catch with his hips people!  Pic up there is super cute :)

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Tim looked at the clock as it hit 6:00 A.M.  That would mark his fifth day without sleep.  He turned to look at his schoolwork again, and deeming it perfect, he turned his light off and crept off into the night... going to the Batcave.

Of course it was the Batcave.  He needed to train.  Training was such an integral part of his life, just like Red Robin was.  And a huge part of Red Robin was obviously not sleeping.  He was training to be the damned Batman for heavens sake!  He needed to learn how to not sleep for at least a week!  Also, the most important job was to learn how to deal with Damian, who like most everybody in the Batfamily, was down in the morning training, except he was the first and that was often a problem.

So he crept down the hall, his feet padding against the carpet softly, and it seemed liked the thick carpet held the sound, just like he held secrets, that nobody would ever know.  Well he hoped, but you never know.

Passing Cassandra's room he quietly marked the door with a piece of red chalk then walked off satisfied, knowing that Cass would probably be up and rolling her eyes at the silly notion.  He walked to the great grandfather clock and tugged onto it.

He pressed the button and took the incredibly high tech elevator down to the Batcave and yawned quietly into his sleeve as he looked at himself in his pocket mirror.  He would have to get some makeup to cover up those huge bags under his eyes.  Dick would definitely suspect something if they even saw that.  Heck maybe even Jason or Cass might say something.  Those things were definitely gonna go this morning when he got his coffee from downstairs.

He walked into the Batcave, unaware of a certain someones presence.

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Damian watched quietly as his older brother stumbled tiredly into the Batcave with his eyes looking more black then their normal blue tone.  He decided against saying anything, as it would be a futile attempt to fight someone who was to tired to even retort.  He could only wonder why his brother would be this tired.  And plus, Tim didn't even seem to know he was there.  He didn't even seem to be aware he was walking into a pole.

CLANG!!!

And that's when Damian started to get a little suspicious of him...

Damian  had no care in the world for Tim, or that's what he thought.  So when he got worried about his brother's condition he started to worry about himself.  Damian growled to himself and rolled his shoulder back, thinking he should really tell Dick about this, since Tim seemed half dead.

Tim was on the ground and he struggled to get up, sighing and trying to hold in tears of pain and tiredness as he got himself up onto his feet.  He sighed a deep sigh and wiped his face,"I have to do this.." he muttered, consumed by the fact that Red Robin needed to stay at least a week up without sleeping.  Because if he slept, he might miss an important clue, or he might miss an important fight.  Plus, he needed to study for his midterms which were in a few months.

Damian watched his brother and pondered over the weird words, 'I have to do this..'  Suddenly, Damian couldn't take this anymore.  He couldn't see his mortal enemy in pain.  Who else would he torture if Tim was gone?

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Damian slunk into Dick's room cautiously, knowing he would probably be attacked with a hug. He looked up at the ceiling and did a silent prayer, but still knowing regardless, a hug would be on schedule.