Just Robin Oneshots Part 2

Unexpected guests

ginger300 requested this one and I'm really sorry it's taken so long and I hope you enjoy it

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In a warehouse in the scummiest parts of Gotham, there was a place the best villains met. There was a room where the worst plots were plotted and a table where only the best sat. No one dared to go in unless they were invited and everyone knew to stay well away unless you wanted to be a victim to a stray gunshot. Police officers knew not to ride down there unless they wanted to be made examples of. This night, a new face that had recently taken over the crime scene arrived. They stepped off their motorcycle with someone else and pulled off their helmet, letting their hair sway in the breeze after some fixing. Slick metal glinted in the moonlight and highlighted it's position on their waistbands. It was a silent signal they weren't to be messed with. They walked up to the door and pushed it open then began their walk to the table where it all happened. 

"You've got to be kidding me," Penguin muttered. He was told this meeting would be a private matter. Only elite villains would be let into the group. In the said group was Poison Ivy, Scarecrow, Harley Quinn, Riddler, himself, Two-Face and Joker. This group was behind some of the worst attacks on Gotham. So you'd expect the group to be well guarded against anyone who had a history of foiling their plans. That's why he didn't expect for Dick Grayson so stroll on in with his bodyguard boyfriend David. "Terribly sorry for being late. We had a little issue we needed to take care of," Dick announced, wiping a suspicious red splodge off his cheek with his thumb. David strode ahead and took a chair out for his boyfriend, getting a nod of thanks when he did. "I don't suppose I missed anything of importance?"

"What is he doing here?" Two-Face hissed, looking to Joker who'd set up the meeting in the first place. 

"He's a fellow villain and a notorious one at that. His work is a little tame at times but who could forget that beautiful genocide? The streets of Gotham were filled with screaming," the clown responded. He glanced over to Dick, almost to check that he had embraced the action. The ex hero didn't even twitch at the mention. "He's hardly a villain, he's a fag in heels playing dress-up."

"Now now, I may have come here as a guest but I'm not above causing a little commotion," Dick warned, snapping his fingers. Within seconds the end of a cold gun was being pressed against Two Face's temple. He expected someone to say something but they just watched with interest like this was some kind of soap opera. "I think you betta apologize before your brains get splattered," Harley commented.

"This is ridiculous." His tone changed when he heard David's gun click. "Fine, Sorry." Dick nodded and his bodyguard moved to stand behind him once again. 

"I understand your hesitance for me to be here but you fail to see something so crucial about my career change. A fallen hero can't be so easily swayed to go to the light. The light has already failed them. We both know how much better the dark is," the acrobat explained. "How about we get this meeting back on track hm?"

"Quite right. We have territories to defend before Bats and his brats get word of this," Poison Ivy responded.