So wipe that smile off your face

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Character(s): Damian Razem (Robin), Zuko
Location: A108, Zuko's room
Rating: PG to PG-13 for Damian's language and... Damian being Damian.
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed!
Summary: When Aang's feelings are hurt thanks to two certain people dating, Damian decides to take the matter into his own hands. Of course, death threats don't always work out exactly like they're planned.

It had honestly been too long since he'd done this. Robin couldn't help smirking as he placed a hand over his heart and listened to his heart race faster and faster. School was so different from Neo-Gotham; for instance? Sneaking into someone's house in the middle of the night to give him the smackdown was completely and totally normal. (Except apparently in Garden, people respected each other's privacy. What was this? Metropolis?)

In this case, though, privacy be damned. Aang had been a total and complete recluse ever since he'd found out that Katara was dating some Zuko kid... and although Damian personally didn't care for dating and romantic relationships, the revelation had clearly bothered Aang. His normally all-too-cheerful (and quite frankly, hyperactive) best friend had retreated into an invisible shell and seemed to refuse to talk to the outside world. Thank god Hope had understood completely, or else Damian wouldn't have known what to do with his best friend being in his room 24/7. There had to be something to make Aang feel better and to get his best friend back to the person he used to be. How could he do it? The normal methods of baking him food and teasing him about his waterbending hadn't worked. Neither had promises of homework help and being nicer than normal. When all else failed... Damian figured he'd better resort to the good old-fashioned death threat.

He had set the scene perfectly: during his patrols two nights ago, he'd cleverly left a batarang outside Zuko's door with a vague but definitely menacing threat: "Cease what you're doing or you'll be in a world of hurt. - R." It was perfect! Not only was it printed on computer paper in-between classes, so people wouldn't know it was Robin, but it was a threat that would ensure that Zuko would have to stop sucking face with that weird lifeguard chick.

Still, a good vigilante's work was never done. In order to ensure that Zuko'd start acting nice to Aang again, Damian decided to sneak into Zuko's room through the window before the wake-up call rang. Dressed to the nines in his Robin gear, he adjusted his hood so that it concealed his face and carefully knelt at the foot of Zuko's bed. The minute the kid woke up, he'd get a good whack to the head with a batarang! ... That is, if those incessant cats would stop meowing. And getting in his hood. And generally making a threatening vigilante look positively, absolutely harmless. Dammit all. How was he supposed to look threatening with kittens all over him?

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Those cats were in fact trying to get all over Damian like they wanted a piece of him. They didn't care who he was, or what; they were just naturally drawn to him, giving out loud and quiet mews and meows, nudging him anywhere they could with their heads. They were affectionate, probably the first time ever to a complete stranger. It was too bad their owner was a light sleeper, awake within minutes of Damian's arrival and twisting around in his bed to see what the hell they were making so much noise over.

"--what?" Who could it be?

It wouldn't be Katara, she would have let him know ahead of time if she was coming to his dorm.

Seeing the shadowed figure had him tensing and then immediately sitting up, a ball of fire igniting in the palm of his hand to give him some decent bit of lighting to see exactly who the trespasser was.

And yet ... the cats continued with their sounds of affection, purring and still nudging at the hooded figure.