Just Robin Oneshots Part 2

Who's the Dad?

Requested by the ever so lovely (they never contacted me so i guess they evaporated RIP)

Hope you enjoy the story or this will be very disappointing

Edited 07/02/2024: format change

The Teen Titans walked into the Tower one by one. 

Cyborg. 

Beast Boy. 

Raven. 

Starfire. 

Robin. 

Only Robin wasn't the sixteen-year-old leader with the inability to crack a smile without the slightest bit of sarcasm leaving his lips. He was now a nine-year-old ball of energy that beamed at almost everything. They were disconcerted, to say the least at the new state of Robin but some, namely Starfire, couldn't help but enjoy his new presence. 

"So I get to lead you in the future? That's awesome!" Robin exclaimed. His eyes were wide with excitement. It brought odd happiness to an otherwise uncomfortable situation. Despite enjoying the energy Mini Robin was giving out, they instantly got to work trying to reverse whatever the Hell caused this mess. They headed to the lab with Robin trotting behind them with childish awe about himself. "Am I a tough-love leader or am I a hug-for-everyone leader?" he asked, sitting on the desk as Cyborg got some medical tests prepared.

 "Tough love," Beast Boy responded. Something was endearing about Mini Robin that must've lessened with age. Their Robin wasn't half as boisterous as this one. Part of them wished they'd been there to enjoy this version since he was so easy to be around. Despite their worry, he did a good job of keeping them looking on the bright side.  

"Ah, like B then. So what's the crack here? Is this permanent?"

"You're certainly inquisitive," Raven commented, slightly aggravated by the seemingly endless questions. 

"I'm an acquired taste," he responded smugly. They rolled their eyes collectively.

A few minutes later the test results were back and they thanked God for modern technology then quickly retracted that thanks. 

"This just says he's a healthy nine-year-old. There's nothing out of the ordinary," Cyborg announced as he slumped back in his chair in defeat. The team let out a collective unhappy sigh, making Robin feel a little awkward. He could understand why, most people didn't want their friends to switch with their kid selves and even Barbara got tired of him when she hit her teen years but that didn't shake the uneasiness of knowing they didn't want him here. They made that quite clear. He frowned and thought about what could've caused him to change. He didn't remember anything past how old he was now so it wasn't simply shrinking into a child. They had to be missing something.

"Have you ruled out time travel? Maybe old Robin and I switched places," he suggested.