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Title: A Displaced Red Robin
Author: Brokaw22
Disclaimer: The norms
Rating: T
Story Synopsis: Tim gets transported to the cartoon Young Justice world, and he's not sure he knows how to deal with it.
Thanks to Kathy for beta work.
Note: Since LJ is being weird, I had to split certain chapters into two parts.

Previous Chapters: Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Part 1 Chapter Twelve Part 2 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Part A

Tim laughs, but there’s no humor in it. He doesn’t want to sound callous, but Tim has been alone for a long time…far longer than he’s been on this earth. “Even if I never make it home, I’ll never be one of them…not really. I’m not naïve enough to believe everyone always makes it home and I don’t believe everyone has a home worth going back to. I don’t belong here, but that’s hardly a new sensation for me. I can adapt. I can deal. I can do what I do best…help where I’m needed -- so don’t worry.”

Before Roy can say anything in response, Tim knocks on the door to Black Canary’s makeshift office and is invited inside. If she’s surprised to see Tim there, Black Canary doesn’t show it. Instead, she nods and gestures for Tim to have a seat. “Red Robin, how are you today?”

Tim inclines his head, but refuses to sit. He’s not one of her charges and he refuses to be treated as such. “I have a request.” She looks intrigued but doesn’t say anything as she gestures for him to continue. “I understand that it’s hardly my place to say anything, but I think it’s high time Superman visit the HQ. Nearly all of the other mentors have been here at some point since I’ve arrived and have shown support to the younger members. However, Superman’s absence is obviously taking a toll on Superboy’s mental state, and I doubt he’ll progress much further in his strength control training if Superman doesn’t at least meet with him.”

Black Canary hums in thought as she reclines in her seat. “I’m afraid I don’t believe Superman’s visit would be beneficial to Superboy. Not to mention, Superman has his reasons for keeping his distance. I’m sorry I can’t tell you why, but…”

Tim holds up a hand to stop her. He doesn’t need nor want her to make excuses for Clark. He’s been through this once with his own Superboy, albeit to a far less extent, and, quite frankly, Tim is tired of this Superman’s lack of trying. “Look, we both know that when Superboy is angry his control suffers, and right now his anger is almost entirely focused on the way Superman has been treating him. Completely justifiably so, I might add. I understand why Superman is reluctant to acknowledge him or even see him, but -- and I mean this in the nicest way possible -- the man needs to grow up and deal. He’s not pleased that someone stole his DNA and created a person with it. Well, that’s understandable, but there’s a person with superpowers that really needs him to step up to the plate and deal. I’m not asking him to take Superboy under his wing, treat him like his own child, and teach the boy everything he knows. I’m just asking him to stop ignoring the kid, so that the training I am do with him isn’t completely undermined. I would, of course, ask the man myself, if I could. However, as it stands, I’m being forced to use you as my messenger, so all I’m really asking is if you could give him my message.”

She blinks rapidly at him a few times before standing. “Which is what exactly? Grow up and deal?”

Tim shakes his head. “No, be Superman and put others before himself. Superboy could really use someone who knows what it’s like to have these powers and knows how hard it is to control them, and could help with that. However, that can come later, right now all he really needs is someone who understands him…someone who can help him feel not-so-alone in a world that seemingly has no place for him…someone who can punch a hole through a brick wall just as easily as he can, and yet has somehow found a place among people that he could easily squash like a bug. Superboy needs someone who can help him find his place in this world, and, unfortunately, Superman is really the only one who can do it.”

Tim folds his arms over his chest, letting his cape fall around him. He’s not trying to intimate her, but there’s more riding on Black Canary’s ability to convince Superman to help Superboy than just Superboy’s training and mental state, though those are probably the two most important things at this precise moment. After a long moment, she finally nods. “You make a very convincing argument, Red Robin, so convincing, in fact, that I doubt anyone else could make Superman see reason, which is why I’m going to set up a meeting between the two of you. If you can convince Superman to help with Superboy, then you’ll be doing this entire team a favor. Good luck.”

Tim blinks a few times in rapid succession. “Wait, what? You’re going to have me meet with Superman? Would he even be willing to do that?”

“Well, you don’t share his DNA, so there’s a fairly good chance.” She smiles as she makes the call, and Tim takes a second to calm himself down. He didn’t think everything would start moving so fast, but he can’t deny that it’s a good thing. She gives him a reassuring smile as she hands him her communicator. “He wishes to speak with you.”

Tim nods as he puts the communicator in his ear. Not for the first time, he’s relieved that he chose to use Robin’s domino masks instead of his cowl while in the HQ. “Red Robin here.”

Superman laughs, though Tim doesn’t know why. “I heard you wish to speak with me about a personal matter. I would like to have this meeting face to face, if you’ll agree.”

“Name the place.”

Superman laughs again, and Tim has a sinking suspicion that it has something to do with how much he sounds like Batman right now. “Black Canary knows where to go. Tell her I’ll see you both soon.” The connection goes dead, and Tim has an equally sinking suspicion that he knows where he’s about to end up.

He turns to face Black Canary. “He said he’ll see us both soon.”

She smiles as she gestures for him to leave her office. “It’s seems you got your meeting, after all. Come, we shouldn’t keep him waiting.”

Tim nods and follows her to the Zeta-Tubes, content that things are progressing at the pace that he needs, even if he really isn’t looking forward to this conversation. After all, there’s a reason Tim always calls Kon when he needs a Super and it isn’t just because they’re best friends. He takes a deep, calming breath and waits for Black Canary to set their destination. Here’s hoping his cape will be warm enough.

The End (for now)

Comments

brokaw22
Apr. 9th, 2016 03:47 am (UTC)
Re: Go Canary!
Yeah, my life finally calmed down enough that I had enough time to write. Here's hoping that happens more often. I'm surprised that few people realized that Tim's heading to the Fortress of Solitude. Tim gives people what he thinks they need. Roy's older and a bit more hardened than Dick in this universe, so Tim feels he can be a bit more honest with him. Or, at least, that's how I see it. Well, it's supposed to be more of a conversation than a confrontation, but it is Tim, after all.

Canary's characterization in the show was one of my favorites and I only wish that we had gotten to see more of her, so expect as many Canary moments as I can possibly fit in this fic without it being forced. lol

Thank you so much for reading and commenting. I'm glad that you're still sticking with this story after so long.