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First meetings

Imagine Bruce walking up to Wonder Woman and Superman and being like

"I would like to introduce you to a partner of mine, Red Robin" and gesturing to his side. But because the bat kids like being as uncooperative as possible in any given situation, there's no one next to Batman, which prompts him to pat his legs and sides like a dad who's misplaced his wallet.

After a minute of frantic and yet composed searching, he shoves a hand into his cape and gropes around for a couple seconds until he finally manages to grab onto something.

As he pulls out an entire vigilante out of his costume, Diana and Clark watch on confusedly.

But the vigilante, a young man in a decidedly too tight black and blue suit, doesnt seem to be the right one, because Batman scowls and asks,

"What are you doing in there? And where is your brother?" (At the seeming admission of parentage, Diana lets out a small delighted gasp, and little stars appear in her eyes like in a cartoon)

But the man doesn't answer, instead grinning and shoving a hand back into the cape (seriously, where the hell does it go??) and pulling out the edge of what seems to be another cape.

Batman somehow frowns more, and from where he's holding his presumed son at the scruff, like a particularly unruly kitten, he pulls him further from inside the cape.

The young man in turn pulls another figure from under Batman's arm, this one covered in black from head to toe. They lift a hand to wave at Batman, but the other seems to also be holding onto someone else.

Batman releases the first vigilante on the ground, and takes a hold on the arm the secon figure is holding onto, which after another pull, turns out to be connected to a purple clad girl, the upper part of her face visible under a hood.

"Hey, big guy!" she exclaims with nonchalance like she's not part of the most bizzare display both Clark and Diana have been witness to, and they've both seen a lot of shit.

Batman grunts, and if Batman could sound anything other than mildly annoyed, Diana could swear he sounds downright distressed.

He doesnt answer, instead proceeding to keep pulling masked figures, each one holding onto the next, out of his cape, in a severely messed up imitation of a clown pulling napkins out of his sleeve.

"damn," says the first man, sounding a bit winded from his position under the increasingly tall pile of slumped over vigilantes "its like a clown car in there."

At some point, Batman's finds in his own cape grow more bizzare, including an old man dressed like a stereotipical butler, complete with a steaming teacup in hand, a woman in a wheelchair, and what Clark refuses to believe is a cow with bat-shaped markings over its eyes.

At last, when the room is at least fifteen people (and non-people entities Clark is currently pretending dont exist) fuller he pulls out a young man in red and black, who's furiously tapping away on a tablet.

"There." He sets the boy down next to the amorphous pile on the floor, and his shoulders relax an invisible millimeter.

The boy looks up from his tablet and startles at the sight, like he hadnt noticed the change in settings.

"As i was saying, this is Red Robin, my partner." Batman introduces the boy, acting like the damn cow is not very valiantly trying to eat Diana's lasso of truth.