When Robin woke up, he was lying in a metal bed, connected with wires to the Medcom in the Batcave. The Medcom was the medical computer, which was programmed to analyze any type of medical condition that Batman or Robin might have.
“Ohhh Batman… I feel awful! I got a splitting headache! And that green gooey stuff that I fell into! That stuff smelled awful! Then I got zapped with electricity! Urrgg!” Robin groaned.
Batman leaned over as he read the text on the computer screen, following a careful diagnosis of Robin’s body following his plunge into the drum at the research lab.
“Your body has absorbed some sort of toxic chemical. The computer analyzed it as a plant growth stimulant. Furthermore, the electrical charges combined with the toxic chemical have altered your DNA somehow…” Batman remarked as he read the results on the screen.
“Uhh… What does that mean? I’m turning into a plant? Or am I going to grow seeds?” Robin chuckled.
“I’m not sure! But… Let’s just keep an eye on you, okay? Why don’t you get cleaned up! Go enjoy a nice, long, hot bath and then crawl in bed!” Batman suggested.
“Roger that, Batman!”
The Boy Wonder then jumped off the table and then ran into the locker room at the end of the batcave where he quickly removed his colorful costume and yellow cape. He tossed his dirty costume in a laundry bin, next to a closet with a dozen other Robin-costumes which he had, ready to be worn at a moment’s notice. From there, he ran upstairs into the house through a secret, trap door under the stairwell, which only he and Batman knew about.
Once he was upstairs, he emerged as the former acrobat and student of criminology and martial arts, Dick Grayson went into his bathroom and filled his tub with warm water. He got in and sat in his tub for thirty minutes, enjoying the peace and quiet while allowing the sticky, dirty, green goo to get off his skin. About thirty minutes later, he got up and used soap and a wash cloth to clean himself and to rinse his body thoroughly. Dick came out of the top and dried off. He put on a short and t-shirt before he quietly went to sleep.
Dick slept like a log all through the night, unaware that the strange toxic chemicals were at work deep inside of his body. He was completely unaware that he was about to experience the first effects of his exposure to this weird combination of toxic chemicals mixed with electricity, which were sent through his body as he was immersed in a drum filled with this stuff!
When the first sparks of light came shining through the curtains in his bedroom, Dick groggily turned around on his bed and stared at the small, digital clock on his dresser. He was usually the first person awake, since he was so used to getting up early in order to go to school in the morning. Luckily for him, this was a Sunday morning, and he really didn’t have to wake up early for any reason other than the fact that he wanted to get up to go for a walk outside. He turned on the light in his room and then he looked around his dresser for some shorts and a thin cotton t-shirt to wear so he could put on something comfortable to wear outside.
He finally put on his running shoes before he walked to the front door, carefully unlocking the door and slipping outside. He then started on his light jog around the neighborhood, so he could enjoy the sights and sounds of the birds and the dogs barking and a few of his neighbors also walking around and greeting one another.
After he had completed a short run around the block, he got back into Wayne Manor, he closed and locked the front door behind him and he went into the kitchen to get a glass of cold water to drink.
Bruce Wayne had just got up and he was sitting in the living room, reading the newspaper while Dick Grayson was standing in the kitchen pouring him a glass of water, when Dick was suddenly overcome by an odd, tingling sensation. It struck him very sudden, causing him to close his eyes and tilt his head backwards for a brief moment while he let out a soft groan.
Dick’s calf muscles on the back of his legs suddenly began to swell, like his muscles were growing! They inflated rapidly like helium balloons, gaining more muscle and definition with every passing second! They pushed outward and sideways, growing from thin muscles into thick, hard and round spheres of muscle, bulging out from the back of his legs, until they were as big as softballs… All within a matter of seconds!
Next, his quadriceps, those thick muscles on his legs, just above the knees, started to expand and thicken at the same time. They hardened and grew wider for a few seconds, like they had been used in a grueling workout! Dick had no idea what was happening to him, as his legs grew thicker and more muscular over a period of ten seconds!
Finally, the growth spurt stopped, and Dick lowered his head again, panting and sweating for a moment, feeling as if he had just experienced an intense workout. What had just happened to him?
He casually walked into the living room, where Bruce was sitting in his chair, reading the newspaper. When Bruce looked up, he noticed something different about his companion.
“Good morning!”
“Hey, good morning, Bruce!”
“Did you go for your usual run around the block?”
“Yeah! I went around the block twice already!” Dick responded.
“I see… I can tell. You’re all sweaty! You must have had a good workout!”
Dick just shrugged. He smiled in return.
“Have you been working out your legs?”
“My legs?”
“Your legs! You look like you’ve gained some muscle! Or, am I seeing things?” Bruce remarked.
“Are you sure?” Dick wondered.
“They seem a little bigger!” Bruce said. “Let’s go check you out!”
Bruce and Dick went downstairs into the batcave where Bruce had the Medcom do another quick scan of Dick.
“You just gained six pounds! Overnight!” Bruce noted. “Six pounds… of muscle!”
“What? But… all I did was run around the block! That’s crazy!” Dick replied.
“Let’s see if you grow some more!” Bruce said.
Just then the alarm went off. The bat signal! The notice flashed on the computer! There was a bank robbery in Gotham City!
“Showtime!” Bruce said, as the two men quickly changed into Batman and Robin, before they leaped into the Bat mobile and raced off to the bank in order to stop a robbery from happening…
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