Why wouldn't they just get off him already? Robin gritted his teeth, gently lifting one out of his hood and setting it down at the foot of Zuko's bed. Jeez, had he known that this guy had a ton of cats, he would've picked somewhere else for the inevitable ambush. Someplace with a lot less noise... like the Training Centre.

Even so, a death threat was a death threat, so Robin pulled out a batarang and aimed it squarely at the wall--just enough to miss Zuko's head by mere inches. Kitties be damned; he was going to look schway when he did this! It had to be just like Batman. Even if he was absolutely, positively sure Batman would've put the kitties to sleep through the power of being the slagging Batman.

"Not a bad security system, zift," He growled, trying to make his voice as deep and raspy as he possibly could. "But I think you could've done a lot better."