Patrol

Nightwing crept along the walls of the alleyway, humming the Mission Impossible theme sound out loud. Every now and then he would go from creeping along the wall to crawling on the ground, then back up when he would realize how nasty the streets of Gotham were to crawl around on.

"Come on Robin, you have to hum to do it right!" he exclaimed.

Robin had been quietly following behind Nightwing the whole patrol, trying to stay at a safe enough distance where he could claim he didn't know the guy dressed in black and blue, but close enough so that Nightwing wouldn't have to remind him every five seconds to stick together. But Robin knew that telling others he didn't know this guy wouldn't work anyway. After all, they were the only two costumed heroes in Gotham at the moment. Batman was away on some mission with the Justice League, and Batgirl was operating with The Team. Which meant that Robin was stuck with Nightwing for the night.

"I am not about to run around Gotham humming the Mission Impossible theme song," Robin replied, crossing his arms.

Nightwing looked defeated for a moment, but then he smiled widely and grabbed Robin's bostaff, "Then I'm taking this!" He grappled up to a roof before Robin could take it back, and from the roof he looked down at the younger kid and stuck his tongue out.

"Nightwing you immature little…" Robin mumbled, grappling up to the roof to chase after him.

He grappled onto the next rooftop and spotted a robbery below. Nightwing leapt down to stop it, and he joined him.

"Give me back my staff!" Robin cried, kicking a robber in the stomach and backfisting another one.

"No way!" Nightwing replied, waving the bostaff around and knocking a few enemies on the head with it.

"You don't even know how to use it!"

"Course I do!"

"Fine then, I'm-I'm taking your escrima sticks!" Robin exclaimed, lunging for Nightwing's signature weapon.

Nightwing stepped out of the way and faux yawns while kicking a robber who had started to get up and sending him back to the ground.

Then he ran off and grappled onto another building, having taken care of the crime there.

Robin glared after him and started the chase again.

"Give it back!" he cried. Nightwing only laughed.

They stopped four more crimes during their chase before Robin disappeared.

Nightwing hadn't noticed it, but Robin hadn't been following him for some time. He retraced his steps, trying to remember exactly which rooftops he might've landed on.

He swung onto the top of a Wayne Enterprises building when he was attacked from behind.

"Gotch-" Robin managed to say before being brutally elbowed in the gut. At least he had his staff back.

His face showed the extreme pain he was suffering from Nightwing's blow to his stomach, and Nightwing couldn't decide whether it was hilarious or if he should feel bad. He ended up laughing anyway, and then he patted Robin on the back.

"Let's go finish this patrol," Nightwing said, grinning.

Robin glared and rolled his eyes.

"You need to loosen up, have a little fun," Nightwing advised.

He started off towards the other side of the city when he heard something from behind him. It was very quiet, but he knew it was there. Robin was humming the James Bond theme song. Nightwing turned around and looked at Robin with a wide grin on his face, looking like he was about to blurt, "Awh, my little baby is finally having fun!"

But Robin was already blushing, so he didn't say anything, only grinned goofily at the younger boy. Robin shrugged, "I like the classics."

(A/N) Hey guys! Thanks for reading this short little oneshot. So you've stumbled upon my story featuring Robin and Nightwing, which is going to be a collection of oneshots centering around the two. If you have any ideas or suggestions for a oneshot, feel free to tell me! Anyway, leave a review and tell me what you thought :) I'd love to hear from you!

Love, Safirel