Robin's Revenge

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WARNING: Long ass authors note approaching. Sorry guys :/

Author's Note: Welcome back! I'm so, so sorry; it's been forever since I've updated. I've had a lot of family stuff going on, finals are soon, and basically school stuff is taking up my life. But, no worries, one more week of school then Christmas break! So, expect a lot of updates. Also, sorry if I haven't responded to comments lately. For some reason my notifications are only showing stuff from November? Is anyone else having this problem? Anyway, thanks so much for sticking around, enjoy!
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Aqualad slicked back his hair and adjusted the buttons on his tailored jacket. He had to admit, he made a pretty good looking Hans. Control Freak may be horrendously evil (even though he'd never make it on the list), he did make good casting choices.

As Aqualad simmered in his egotistical thoughts, Robin plotted above him, setting his plan in motion. Just one cut on this rope and the sandbag will-

"Hey Robin!"

He screamed-- high pitched, I might add-- and jumped at the sudden greeting behind him. He saw Speedy standing there, arms crossed.

"What are you up to Bird Boy?" Speedy asked suspiciously, raising an eyebrow at Robin's scissors and hit list (with terribly drawn depictions of both Speedy and Aqualad).

Robin nervously shook his head. He was up to nothing he said. Nothing here, nope, nothing at all.

Either Speedy was too dim to put two and two together (or he just didn't care) he shrugged and went along with it.

"Speedy, it's your turn to practice!" they heard from below.

"Well," he said, ruffling Robin's gelled hair, "that's my cue. Peace out Boy Wonder." With that, he climbed down to preform.

Robin laughed, what an idiot! He has no clue! Now, back to the plan.

He turned the heavy sandbag and aimed it right above where Aqualad now stood. He just had to do this very carefully and-

Wait! He'd forgotten his costume. He didn't want to get caught. Reaching down into his monogrammed bag, he pulled out his mask. It was white and plastic, with a bird-like face.(Look up 'plague doctor mask' for image) Then, to increase his dastardly appearance, he pulled out a box containing the creepy cloak he'd ordered off of eBay.

It was still in its original packaging, for he hadn't opened it yet. Excitedly, like it was Christmas morning, he ripped the box open, spilling its contents onto the floor.

This is gonna be awesome-

Not quite.

Instead of the creepy, ink-black cloak with double pockets and holsters for, and I quote, "stabby things", he got, well, almost the exact opposite.

It was a weird neon green color, with rips in some places, and was that the smell of...cat pee?

Yeah, never mind.

Quickly realizing he'd spent too long pondering his outfit, without looking he quickly cut the rope keeping the sandbag elevated.

He looked down, hoping to see Aqualad, but was instead sorely mistaken. For, below his hiding spot, was the one person he did not want to inflict damage upon.

Starfire.

Oh shit.
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Author's Note: Hey guys, I hope you liked it. Sorry I posted it so late, hair got Guardians of the Galaxy and spent tonight watching that and studying for finals. (You should totally watch it it'll change your life 10/10 would recommend) Thanks for reading, see you guys next time!

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 14, 2014 ⏰

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