"Do you remember what to do if anyone catches you?" asked Batman as he helped his son get dressed into his Robin suit.
"Push the button on my belt and it'll shock whoever is holding me," replied the little six-year-old, pointing at his belt. "And if, for whatever reason I get caught... Use the radio and call for Alfred to get help, and if that doesn't work then call Commissioner Gordon, right Daddy?"
"Right," confirmed Batman, finishing fastening the black and yellow cape onto Robin. The little bird was brimming with excitement. It was going to be his first official night as Batman's partner.
"How do I look?" asked Dick, turning around in a circle to show off his hero costume.
Batman smiled softly and said: "Ready to fight crime." Which was true. Now Batman had updated the first outfit Dick had made from green panties and little pixy boots to the red and black suit with the little boots that made Robin look so cute.
"Daddy, why couldn't I wear my old costume with the nice colors?" Batman hesitated just for a fraction of a second. He couldn't tell him that it was because if any pervert paedophile saw him like that they would kidnap him and... well Batman didn't even want to think about what would happen then.
So he said: "It didn't have enough armour to protect you properly." That was a believable excuse, wasn't it?
Robin just thought for a moment and with a smile he said: "That's true, but I still liked the colours."
Batman held in his sigh of relief and picked Robin up and placed him in the front seat of the Bat-mobile. He made sure to strap him in nice and secure but not too tight to choke him. Robin just kicked his legs back and forth playfully till he remembered something. "Daddy, wait!" cried little Robin suddenly. "I almost forgot my backpack."
Batman looked over at where he was pointing and saw the 'hello kitty' backpack that was stored on his chair by the Bat computer. Batman went to retrieve it for him and took a look inside. In it were a box of crayons, a notebook of blank paper, two apple juice carts, packed salty crackers and a little sack of what he assumed were his sons marbles.
He brought it over and handed it to Robin who placed it right under his seat. "I see you only packed the essentials," said Batman with a slight smirk as he took his place in the driver seat and started the engine.
"Alfred said I should take a snack to keep my strength up," replied Robin with a happy tone.
"You don't think that two juices are too much sugar for you? You know how it can make you sick sometimes," questioned the Bat as they drove into the city at fast speed, but for Batman he was taking it relatively slower than usual.
"No, silly, one for me and one for you!" exclaimed Robin with a little giggle that made his blue eyes seem to sparkle.
'This child is going to kill me with cuteness' thought the Dark Knight.
"Daddy look!" said Robin as he pointed to the sky in excitement. The Bat signal lit up the cloudy sky and Batman made a course change to the police prescient. "Are we goanna see the commissioner? Are we goanna catch a bad guy? Will it be a supper villain?" asked Robin excitedly, barely giving his father a chance to answer.
When they were a few blocks away, Batman drove into a well-hidden ally where he knew no one would cross by and parked the car behind some crates. He didn't make any move to get out of the car so Robin just looked at him expectantly with those big baby blues that could make glaciers melt.
Batman faced his son and said in a serious, yet gentile, tone: "I know you want to fight with me son, but there are some dangers that I feel are going to be too much for you to be in."
