>the Bat Cave's tree sported a hood-ornament-like sculpture of Man-Bat,
>in a dynamic flying pose with wings outspread, his eyes the tiny
>bright points of red LEDs. He had a Santa hat on his head and a large
>sack marked TOYS slung over one massively muscled shoulder.

This is adorable, and I want one.

>wasn't dressed the way Terry had at 10, though; he looked like a
>miniature commando, all ripstop synsilk, chunky boots, and one
>of those black sweaters with the elbow patches.

..I didn't know they made those in Ten Year Old size...

>Next to him, Lena put a hand on his shoulder, leaned toward him, and
>said quietly, "Terry. Look at his eyes."

This has got to be so insanely weird for her right now.

>"Uh, no, Matt's twenty-seven," said Terry. "And he lives on
>Yocha. Anyway," he added wryly, "you two've known each other a lot
>longer than I've known either of you."

And has brown hair.

>"I, uh, think that'd be a good idea, yeah," said Terry. Before he
>could go on, Bruce wrested himself entirely free, straightened the
>sleeves of his sweater in (given his appearance) a comically grown-up
>manner, and then stepped around Terry so Alfred could see him plainly.
>
>"Hello, Alfred," he said.

Awwwwwwwwww

>"Welcome home, Master Bruce."

Again, Awwwwwwwwwww

>Friday, January 13, 2412
>Titans Tower
>Pérez Island, New Avalon

Oh, please tell me..

>"C'mon," said Tim, "we're up," and then he led the way through the
>door and into the Titan's main briefing room. His appearance - and
>that of the unfamiliar boy in the brightly colored costume with him -
>quieted the chattering murmur of his teammates in a moment.
>
>"Everybody, I want you to meet a friend of mine from New Gotham," he
>said, putting a hand on Bruce's shoulder. "He'll be working with me
>and/or Dick here in town for a while. I know we don't usually do the
>secret-identity thing here in the Tower," he added, "but for right
>now, he'd prefer it if you just call him Robin."

You did it! Yes!

>Looking straight at the new Robin, Rose asked, "Is he really the
>original Batman, mysteriously de-aged with weird science for some
>nefarious purpose and now on the run from the villains responsible?"

Yay weird psionic powers!

>"WhaURK," said Bruce as - entirely flummoxed by the situation and, for
>obvious reasons, not completely on form lately anyway - he was
>unwontedly blindsided by one of his new teammates and, for the second
>time in a month, subjected to an unsolicited hug.

Oh, come on, you know he liked it. Ten year old body or not, he's still a grown man, and she's a spathic woman...

>Batgirl leaned toward Raven and murmured, "Wow. Who knew
>Batman was Boy Raven in the fifth grade?"

My first thought, too!

>"What do you say, sport?" Red Robin said, clapping Robin on the
>shoulder. "Getting dark out there. Let's go fight some crime."

Tim has got to be LOVING this.

Also, please tell me that someone called Dick. Or, really even better, didn't and they're about to drop in on him, and we get to 'see' that reaction.

--
-Pasha
What was that feeling again?
Oh yes.
-Rage-