The beam from the gun hits Robin and Raven. They quickly shrunk out of their clothes. They stop around 2 inches tall. Robin and Raven looked at each other and began to blush madly. They both turn away. But for some reason Robin still had his mask on.
“Look I’m sorry.” Robin said as he got rid of his blush.
“Yeah. So is the gun still in tack?” Raven asked as she got back to her normal self.
“Yeah it is.” Robin said as he saw the gun was on his bed.
“Well let’s get out of this mess.” Raven said as she was about the float. But soon nothing happen.
“Are you alright Raven?” Robin asked as he turns around.
“I’m fine but I can’t use powers any more.” Raven replied as she tried her best to get her power to work.
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