"Ha-HA!" A small shout rang out through the hallway followed by laughter. "What's this? Joker has left some sort of poison! It'll be up to me – Batman – to fix it!"
Flash frowned as he heard these noises echoing from the hall. No one used that hall but Batman. His was the only room there and he didn't use it much. Really, Robin was the only one who used it.
But right now there were oddly child like noises coming from there. As far as Flash knew Robin wasn't around. He knew Batman had been there late last night, but he was fairly sure that Robin hadn't been with him. Wasn't he at school or something?
That could only mean that there was an intruder in Batman's room. Flash gulped. He crossed his fingers and sent a silent prayer up to god that it wasn't Wally. Batman would be furious if Kid Flash had gotten into his room again.
Flash crept down the hall.
"What an odd blend of chemicals.... I will be able to fix it though! I'm Batman!" There was a pause. "I will send these to the batcave for analysis!"
Just as Flash was at the door, it opened, revealing a pint-sized Batman.
Flash just stared. The child was wearing Batman's suit, or at least most of it. He had the cowl on, but it was so big that it drooped down over his mouth. The cape trailed three feet behind him. He had on his tunic, which now reached his ankles and hung loosely around his shoulders.
The child stared at Flash a moment, his mouth open. Then quickly he crossed his arms and his face set into a defensive frown that was almost a pout.
"Batman?" Flash asked nervously.
"What?" The boy demanded. The voice was higher pitched. The child coughed and quickly the voice was replaced by a deeper one. Or at least as deep as a tiny child could produce. "What?" He repeated in his gruffer voice.
"Um... Batman... is that you?" Flash asked.
The boy was quiet for a long moment. Then, hesitantly, he nodded. "Yea. It's me." He said in a little kid voice. The boy quickly cleared his throat and in a gravely sound that Flash supposed was to make him sound older said, "Of course it's me. Idiot."
"You're... tiny."
There was a pause as the child seemed to think. "I fought Poison Ivy." He said finally. "Her newest plant turned me into this." He gestured at himself.
Flash barely heard him. He was panicking. "She turned you into a kid?" Flash gasped.
"That's what I just said."
"Oh my god! Batman!" The child was enveloped into a bone crushing hug. "Don't worry. We'll get you back to normal in no time!"
"Put me down!" The child demanded, wiggling out of his arms. He quickly straightened his cowl. "I'm already working on the ant-e-dote." He had to sound out antidote since he was little.
Flash completely missed what he said. He grabbed the boy and was running as fast as he could to the monitor womb. "Justice League, we have a problem!" He shouted.
"Unhand me!" The tiny growl came from his arms.
The original seven, plus everyone else who'd been in the room, suddenly surrounded them. "What is it Flash?" Superman demanded.
Then their eyes fell on the boy who was struggling out of Flash's embrace.
"Robin? What are you doing?" John asked.
"I'm not Robin." The boy growled as he kicked his way out of Flash's arms. He landed easily on the ground. "I'm Batman." He held out the cape as if that would prove anything.
