Batman was back a few hours later. He walked towards Robin, who was leaning against his weapons locker
"Slow night, huh?" Robin said.
"Is that a fat joke?"
"Ha, ha, did the Joker give you that one?" Robin said sarcastically.
Faster than even Robin expected, he grabbed two grappling cables and simultaneously through them at Batman's hands and feet. The Bat hit the floor hard and squirmed but couldn't get up.
"What is this? What are you doing!" Batman growled angrily.
"Proving a point, Bossy Bat. I can still fight crime as good as ever. Yeah, I weigh 500 pounds, but guess what? All the bad guys have to be at least 300. If I can take you down, don't you think I can take them down?"
"Fine, you've proved your point. You can come with me whenever duty calls. Now let me go!" Batman has never sounded so angry with Robin.
"Nope, I'm not done with you. You're mine, Bat Slave."
Robin dragged him between the four pillars he had wrapped chains around. He undid the grapples on Batman's feet and pulled off his boots, undid his belt, and yanked off his armor, revealing a rather bulge beneath. "I expected as much." He closed the cuffs around his ankles. He then removed his mask, gloves, and armor and cuffed his hands.
"Time to show you who's boss."
Robin began walking in circles around Bruce. "What to do, what to do..."
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