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Mother Nature	By : SladinForever Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Slash - Male/Male > Robin/Slade Views: 5749 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: After a run-in with Poison Ivy, Robin must cope with a drastic change and start a new life that is full of hardships, life threatening situations, and new, complicated feelings. He must learn to live as one with Mother Nature and the creatures that inhabit the Earth while searching for a cure to his problem
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans or the characters affiliated with it. I make no profit off these stories, because that would be called stealing ;) There are some OCs in the future, so leave them be; they're mine, all mine! *evil laugh*
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Mother Nature was crueler than one would think, especially when Poison Ivy was involved. She had done something to make such a drastic change to one of her enemies. And, with God as his witness, Robin was going to figure out how to fix it before things got even worse. But first, he really had to pee.
Entering a dark alley, a big red wolf lifted his leg to use the bathroom. Once done, he lowered it back down and yawned, his sharp fangs glinting in the dim sunlight. He then growled low.
"Stupid fleas."
Sitting down, Robin lifted his back leg and lowered his head to scratch his neck. He suddenly stopped, his ears perking up. The right one twitched. Lowering his leg back down, Robin slowly looked over his shoulder. A tall and lean dog catcher had a cable choker on a long pole in his hands. He slowly approached him.
"Stay." Robin didn't move. "That's a good boy."
The man stopped five feet away and slowly moved the ring towards Robin's head. Once it was almost around the side of his muzzle, he ducked and spun around, swiftly zooming past the dog catcher. He turned the corner and ran as fast as he could down the sidewalk. No one paid heed as he ran past people. They all probably thought he was a large dog, not the more ferocious wolf that most people perceived them as.
Glancing over his shoulder, Robin saw the dog catcher chasing after him in his truck. Growling lightly, he ran into the street, weaved in and out of cars that were at the red light, and ran to the other side. The catcher parked his truck quickly at the curb and then ran after him. Robin soon reached an alley with a high brick wall at the end. Deciding he didn't want to get cornered, he moved sideways to the right, jumped up onto a dumpster, and then made a giant leap for the top. He managed to pull his thin bulk onto the edge and then drop down onto the other side. Robin had a thrill actually as he had done it. He had felt like he was actually flying. A wolf-like grin formed on his muzzle as he continued running. Robin wasn't sure why this was so exciting to him. Maybe it was his new canine instincts?
Entering a new alley, Robin decided to take a break to catch his breath. He panted down at the filthy alley floor, licking his chops every once in a while. His mouth seemed to be filled with gallons of saliva. It threatened to drip off his tongue and off his teeth.
"I have to get back to the tower somehow and get the others to help me change back and find Ivy," he said. "I wonder how well wolves can swim…"
With his breath back, Robin turned around and stepped with one paw before abruptly stopping and cowering back. Swallowing, he slowly lifted his gaze and noticed the two-toned mask easily.
'Greeeeat…' he thought.
Without thinking twice, Robin tried to bolt past Slade. The villain stepped lazily to the side, allowing him to pass. Robin glanced back as he ran, wondering why he didn't chase after him. The answer was quite obvious.
"Gotcha!"
The dog catcher had found him, the cable looped somewhat tightly around his neck. Growling, Robin tried to pull back, but the cable tightened again. He thrashed his head around, trying to break free. The catcher gripped the pole tightly and was practically sliding forward on his feet as Robin continued to pull back. He suddenly fell backwards as he tugged, falling into a jumbled heap on the ground. Quickly looking up from his lying position, Robin saw Slade drop the catcher to the ground, unconscious. Robin was actually relieved.
"I'll only say this once: thanks Slade."
Slade crouched next to the dog catcher as Robin stood up. He pulled a syringe out of the man's pocket. Robin's eyes widened when he approached him with it, taking the protective cap off. Robin attempted to step back, but Slade stepped onto the middle of the pole, pulling his neck down to the ground. Robin yelped when he gripped the scruff of his neck tightly and stabbed him with the needle. He was slowly drifting into unconsciousness as the tranquilizer entered his brain, making him tired. His eyes drooped and then closed. Then, before he knew it, Robin fell over sideways, darkness swallowing him whole.

Robin's black nose twitched. He was slowly coming around as he lay on a hard floor, his head between his outstretched paws. A small whine escaped him from the slight pain in his head. Soon his sense of touch was returning as the numbness wore off. The first thing he felt was something thick wrapped several times around the top half of his muzzle. It was stuck behind his front fangs, preventing it from slipping off. Opening his eyes, Robin saw that it was wrapped in a leather strap that looked like a leash. He lifted his head and saw the end tied securely to a metal ring on a metal wall.
Growling, Robin slowly got up on slightly shaking legs and glared at the strap. Clenching his fangs tightly, he reared his head back, trying to break free. His paws slipped somewhat on the slick, metal floor. He snarled, thrashing his head around violently. Robin expected the strap to break since he was stronger in this form, but it stayed perfectly intact. Despite this, he continued to pull, tug, and thrash his head around. It was purely instinct to try and break free. He even tried to bite the strap in his mouth, but it was too tough.
'Oh come on!'
For the next three hours, Robin tried to get his muzzle free. At one point he even attempted to pull the ring out from the wall, but his snout got in the way. He couldn't get his teeth around it. An idea suddenly came to him. Standing directly in front of the wall, he lifted his front paws and placed them against it. Turning his head to the right, he reached down and grabbed the strap with his fangs. Clenching down on it, he used his paws to push against the wall as he pulled on the strap. He growled lowly as it continued to stay intact.
Robin was still thrashing his head around as a door opened in the distance. He stopped, his left ear perking back. It caught the sound of even foot steps. Dropping the strap and pushing off the wall, Robin turned sideways. He growled lightly at Slade as he approached. The villain seemed undisturbed.
"You won't be able to break free from your leash I'm afraid," he said, stopping in front of him. Robin growled deep within his throat. "I don't plan on untying you either."
"Then what the hell are you keeping me here for?" he asked angrily.
"If you keep silent, I might feed you."
Robin mentally kicked himself. Of course Slade couldn't understand him. His stomach growled then and he realized he was pretty hungry. So Robin closed his mouth and stared intently at Slade. After waiting at least a minute, he reached into his belt and pulled out a large hunk of raw meat covered in plastic. Despite hating to beg for food, Robin licked his chops, his mouth salivating. He whined in anticipation as Slade unwrapped it. He tossed it to the floor in front of him. Robin reached down to grab it, but it was too far away.
"You're not supposed to tease animals like that!" Robin shouted, realizing Slade had done it on purpose.
Turning around, Robin pulled his head back, growling and snarling in anger. Slade watched him thrash around briefly before undetectably pushing the meat towards him with the toe of his boot. After a few more hard pulls, Robin stopped. The smell of the meat suddenly reached his nose. Looking over, he saw it and instantly started attacking it with his fangs. Robin placed one paw on the end and pulled, tearing a piece off. He chewed and quickly swallowed before getting more. Robin hoped that when he returned to normal, the raw meat wouldn't make him sick.
"Good boy." Robin swallowed a piece of meat the wrong way. He looked over his shoulder and saw Slade staring down at him. Sensing a smirk behind his mask, Robin turned and tried to get at him with his front paws. He snapped and growled at him, blood flying from his jaws. A small, but deep bark passed his muzzle. "I would stop that if I were you."
Robin dropped down, crouched, and growled at Slade, fangs fully exposed. "Then don't say that." Robin's growling slowly diminished. Calming down, he turned around and started to eat again. Turning around, Slade started to leave. Robin swallowed before looking over his shoulder. He whined. "Don't leave me alone."
Slade, of course, didn't understand him. He walked through the door, sliding closed behind him. Robin's eyes narrowed in despair. Whining, he looked back at his remaining meal, finished it, and then attempted to break free again.

It was now late at night. Robin tugged on the strap lazily. He had been going for hours, but he was nowhere close to being free. Getting tired, he laid down and closed his eyes, missing his bed already. Robin whined. He was half asleep when he heard the door open. Lifting his head, he looked over and saw Slade approach him. Whining quietly, he lowered his head back to the floor between his paws and closed his eyes. Reaching him, Slade sat against the wall beside him. Robin's nose twitched. Opening his eyes a bit, he saw Slade lift his left hand and slowly reach for his nose.
Eyes widening, Robin quickly scrambled up and backed away, growling. He assumed it was his wolf instinct to not trust Slade. He suddenly whined, the top half of his muzzle hurting from having the strap rubbing against his gums all day. He opened his mouth to relax it, his tongue flopping out as he breathed. He whined pathetically as his legs slowly bent and he laid back down. His mouth really was sore. Robin closed his eyes again, whimpering quietly. Wanting to sleep comfortably, he pulled his legs out from under him and became still.
Again Robin was almost asleep when Slade tried to touch him. Opening his eyes slightly, he watched as he ran his gloved fingers over his snout. Robin's nose twitched. He suddenly had the urge to lick those fingers. Robin moved closer, actually enjoying the soft touch. Slade then ran his hand over his eyes. Robin closed them out of instinct before opening them again.
'Okay, I shouldn't be enjoying this.' He allowed Slade to pet him. 'But it feels so nice…' Robin's tail was actually sweeping the floor. 'Beast Boy would probably be appalled by this.'
Robin's eyes shot open. That was it! Ignoring Slade, he jumped up and started to tug at the strap again. Slade stared at him with a slightly narrowed eye, shaking his head in disappointment.
"I already told you: it won't break. It's indestructible leather."
Robin stopped and looked at him, his eyes narrowed in, hopefully, a glare. "I bet you know who I am, you jerk. You're just doing this for your enjoyment."
Slade stood up and started to walk away. Robin watched him go, still glaring. He snorted before trying to break free again.

After two more hours, Robin had finally fallen asleep. He was curled up in a tight ball, keeping himself warm with his fluff. What woke him up was the swish of the door sliding open. Robin lifted his head and watched Slade approach. His mouth instantly watered when he saw the bloody meat in his hand. He jumped up and let off a small bark that sounded more like a pleading growl. His stomach growled too. Stopping in front of him, Slade dropped the deer meat in front of Robin, blood seeping out onto the floor. He walked off to clean up the blood that had dripped onto the floor as he walked to him.
The smell of the raw meat caught Robin's nose. Like the greedy, hungry wolf he was, he instantly attacked it, pulling chunks off as he bit into the tough muscle. In just ten minutes, every last bite was gone. All that remained was a big puddle of blood. Robin's ears perked up and his tail wagged.
"Great idea Wonder Boy!" With the tip of his nose, Robin attempted to write his name in the blood. It was somewhat sloppy, but it was still legible. He then sat down with his tail sweeping the floor, a wolf-like smile on his face as he licked blood off his nose. Any second now Slade would be there to clean up the mess. And, sure enough, Slade was coming over with a fluffy, black towel in his hands. 'And who says animals aren’t smart!'
Slade crouched in front of the puddle and was about to clean it up when the letter N caught his eye. Robin whined in excitement when he noticed him reading it upside down. His mood almost instantly changed when Slade chuckled.
"I knew it! You bastard!"
"Yes, Robin, I know it's you." Robin growled in annoyance at him. "I know Poison Ivy did this to you. I am in the middle of making the antidote. There is no need for your friends. And don't do that." Robin stopped growling, but continued to glare at him. "I will untie you, but you will stay in here."
Robin mentally snorted. "I oughta bite you in the ass, you jerk."
After cleaning up the blood, Slade went over to the wall and took the end of the leash off the ring. He then turned back to Robin and carefully pulled the loops out of his mouth. He licked his mouth, feeling a lot better with the leather gone. The roof of his mouth and gums were really numb and raw though.
"I will return around seven to feed you." Robin looked up at Slade. "It might take a few days to finish the chemical formula. You may as well run around and get your energy out."
With that said, Slade walked past him, heading for the door. Robin stayed behind, knowing he'd be back on that leash if he tried to run. The door slid closed and locked behind him. Deciding he would do as Slade suggested, Robin stretched his front legs and paws, shook his body, and then started to run around the perimeter of the room in a circle instead of a rectangle. He decided to try a few things too.
After running around the room several times, Robin ran at the opposite wall, picking up speed. When he was almost there, he started to turn sideways. He then pushed off the floor and jumped at the wall. After landing sideways on it, he jumped off, feeling like he was flying, like in the alley. Robin landed back on his paws and continued to run, jumping on and off the wall every few minutes. After an hour, he was tired and out of breath. He walked around slowly. Suddenly sitting down, Robin started attacking his neck with his back right paw, trying to get at a few fleas.
"This is…definitely one of the downsides…of being dogs…and cats…"
Once the itching had been taken care of, Robin decided on a nap. He hoped Slade would hurry up with that antidote.

It was the next afternoon. Robin was still locked up in the room he woke up in the day before. At breakfast, Slade had told him he was making a break through. There were just a few side effects, but he didn't say what. Robin hated the secrecy. He guessed he would know after he turned back into a human.
"You're finally in luck, Robin." Slade stopped in front of him with a thick needle in his hand. Robin looked wearily at it. "I hope it works."
Robin's mouth fell open. 'You hope?' Finding a place on the back of Robin's neck, Slade stabbed him with the needle, making him yelp in pain. He pushed in the antidote and then stepped back. Nothing seemed to happen for almost five minutes. Robin growled in annoyance at him. "I think you need to try again."
Slade snorted in amusement. "Yes, I think I might."
Robin's eyes widened. "You can understand me?"
Slade smirked behind his mask. "Yes, but it looks amusing when your mouth doesn't move."
Robin growled. "Don't make fun of me! I'm humiliated enough as it is!"
"No need to get snippy," Slade said. "I will reformulate. I will keep you in here until-"
"No!"
"No what?"
Robin whined. "Don't leave me in here. It's boring and as much as I hate to admit it, I want company. Just let me return to the Titans and-"
Slade shook his head. "You are not going anywhere for a while. Once I cure you, then you may leave."
"Then let me out of this room!"
Slade chuckled. "There is only one way for you to get that request."
Robin growled at him. "Dogs beg, not wolves! I have more pride than that!"
Slade turned around and started to leave. "Then you will be stuck in here for a few more days. I will feed you around eight."
Slade left, leaving Robin whining in despair. Going back over to the wall, he laid down and closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep. It was very hard to do since he was overly bored. He sighed.
"Geez, fine. I'll beg when you come back." Around eight, Slade returned with food. Robin stayed where he was, seeing as he knew enough about canines. He lay there in submission. Slade stopped in front of him and dropped the meat. "Slade, can I please come out of this room?"
Slade was smirking down at him. "Giving in so easily, Robin? I am very disappointed."
Robin whined. "I'm desperate Slade! I have never been so bored."
Slade chuckled. "Eat your dinner and you can come out." Robin actually jumped up in excitement. Slade held in the urge to laugh. He watched as he ate quickly. Once done, Robin licked his chops and then wagged his tail. Slade chuckled. "I kind of like you this way."
Robin looked confused. "Huh?"
"Excuse my very unrealistic response to my personality, but you are very adorable."
Robin's eyes widened. He felt like fainting right then and there. He spluttered as he tried to speak. "Y-You-that's-I-I-what-? I am not adorable! Take that back!"
Slade laughed this time. "I don't think I will," he said after calming down—which had been rather quickly. Robin growled at him. "Now let's get you out of this room. Follow me."
Upon hearing those words, Robin practically ran after Slade as he headed for the door. They walked down several hallways. Robin looked around in case he needed to escape later. Once they reached a lab, he quickly became curious of his new surroundings. Slade ignored him as he moved around the room, picking up brand new scents. Sitting down at his work station, he looked over his formula that he had started out with.
"I never knew there were so many scents out there," Robin mused out loud. "It's very interesting actually." He was now sniffing some liquid-filled bottles. One in particular suddenly made him sneeze. He licked his nose as snot came out. "What are these? Drugs?"
Slade glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. Robin was sniffing the bottles still. "Antidotes for diseases and injuries," he said, multitasking as he continued to read over his notes while making changes.
"Why not try mixing one of them with that formula?" Robin asked, watching Slade work now.
"I will later after I make changes to this one. Now be a good boy and go lie down for a while."
Robin gave him an annoyed look. "Don't call me that," he said, finding a comfortable spot in front of a lab station at the wall.
Robin laid his head on his paws, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

In the next two days, Slade had finished the new formula. Robin opened his mouth wide and yawned. He was resting by Slade's chair, playing with a smoke ball dud with his front paws. He had had the urge several times to ask Slade to play fetch with him. Maybe it would be fun.
'I'm such a disgrace to wolf-kind. Wanting to play fetch with a human? And with it being Slade no doubt! My pride is severely wounded.' Slade stood up and loaded a syringe. He put it in his belt before reaching down with both hands and easily lifting Robin off the floor. "Hey, hey, hey! Put me back on the floor!" Slade plopped him down right on the large table. Robin growled lowly at him. "Warn me next time."
"There won't be a next time," Slade said, bringing the needle back out. "This should fully cure you."
"It better," Robin said, annoyed. "These fleas are killing me."
"Indeed."
Exposing the back of his neck, Slade inserted the needle and pushed down on the plunger. The antidote went in and entered his blood stream. Robin sat up, his paws slipping slightly. They waited for a few minutes, seemingly nothing happening. Robin was about to growl at Slade when he felt heat boil within his stomach and chest.
"I think it's working!" Robin suddenly felt sick to his stomach. He lowered his body back down, placing his muzzle on his paws. "I think you just gave me a disease." Robin was definitely not feeling good at all. He whined as he felt a stabbing pain in his head. "Slade, something's wrong…"
Robin's eyes slowly closed as he gave in to the pain, which seemed to travel through his entire body. He was almost unconscious when he started to feel very cold. Soon his world was nothing but darkness.

Robin's body felt stiff and his eyes didn't want to open. He also felt half naked for some reason. The first thing he felt was that he was lying on something soft yet firm. His body was very warm too, which he liked. Robin suddenly felt whatever he was laying on dip slightly to the side.
"Robin, wake up."
Robin's eyes slowly fluttered open. His vision was slightly blurred, but it soon adjusted. Once he saw that it was Slade hovering over him, they widened in surprise. He quickly backed away.
"Dammit, you scared me!" He suddenly remembered why he was with him. "Did it work?"
"Not entirely I'm afraid," Slade said. "You still have the ears and tail, but the fur is gone." Robin felt his ears droop downward over his forehead. "Also, when you were turned into a wolf, you lost your clothes and mask."
Robin's unmasked eyes widened. He grabbed the blanket and covered his body up the best he could. "You damn pervert! Get out!"
Slade snorted as he stood up. "Give me a break, boy. You sound like a school girl."
"I don't like other people looking at my privates thank you very much," Robin shouted at him, "especially not by you!"
"If it's any consolation, I never looked," Slade said, his arms folded.
"That doesn't make me feel better! I'm naked for God's sake!"
Slade sighed. "Anyway, I will try the antidote aga-"
"No," Robin said firmly with a glare. "I want you to give me some damn clothes so that I can return to the tower and get Cyborg to cure me."
"I honestly don't think you will fit in with ears and a tail," Slade said, easily countering Robin's demands. "Not to mention I have no clothes that will fit you. And I doubt you'd get far in the nude."
"Then get me some clothes dammit!" Robin shouted, the blanket falling around his waist. "I don't want to be near you any longer!"
Slade glared at him. "Calm down," he said firmly. "You will stay here until I finish the real antidote. If I can't and there isn't a way to cure you entirely, then I will see about letting you return to your home. Now try to be patient."
Robin growled. "Fine. Just hurry u-" Robin stopped suddenly, hardly finishing his statement. Slade's eyebrow quirked when he fidgeted momentarily before kicking the covers off and bending his back in an odd angle. Reaching down, he started to bite the base of his tail, not caring about the fur getting into his mouth. "Grr…s-stupid…f-fleas…!"
Once the painful itch was gone, Robin pulled his body back into a proper position. Upon feeling the fur in his mouth, he tried spitting it out. Slade had to admit that it was a pretty funny situation at the moment. Putting his fingers in his mouth, Robin started raking the fur off his tongue.
"Are you alright now?" Slade asked.
Robin wiped the wet fur on the edge of the bed. "Yeah, I think so." Robin suddenly blushed. He used his tail to cover up his crotch. "What all did you see?"
Slade chuckled. "Just that ridiculous act."
Robin glared at him. "Not my fault I have fleas," he said, folding his arms over his chest. "Weren't you going to finish that antidote? I would like to go home sometime this century."
Slade shook his head in amusement. "I will bring you lunch later," he said, turning around and heading for the door. "My bathroom is right in there if you need it."
Slade pointed at another, half open door as he mentioned it. The door slid shut behind him. Robin was glaring at it. His ears suddenly perked up.
'My…bathroom.'
Robin looked down and around him. He was in a king-sized bed with silk red satin sheets and a large white down comforter. A deep red blush formed on his cheeks and over his nose. Robin instantly jumped out once he realized he was in Slade's bed. He then growled.
"Goddammit! I really am acting like a school girl!"
Sighing, Robin wrapped his tail around the front of him. If he was still a full wolf, he wouldn't have cared. But he wasn't and he had to deal with being naked except for the tail and ears. Luckily the room was warm instead of cold. He didn't want to be in Slade's bed anyway.
Needing to use the bathroom, Robin did his business. Looking in the mirror after washing his hands and his mouth out, he ran his hand over one wolf ear. His tail suddenly bristled and the other ear twitched. Looking around, Robin made sure no one could see or hear him. For good measure, he closed and locked the door. He then looked back in the mirror and began to pet the ears. He also pulled on the tips of them slightly. On its own accord, Robin's tail began to wag softly as he continued to stroke them. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of content.
"That feels nice," he said dreamily. Stopping his ear stroking, Robin looked down at his bare stomach. He poked it with his pointer finger. His tail jerked slightly. Robin chuckled. "What I wouldn't do for a belly rub right now."
Using his right hand, he slow and gently ran it down his stomach. A small smile formed on his face when his tail actually wagged. Robin chuckled. For five minutes he gave himself a tummy rub and it was the greatest feeling in the world. His tail really liked it.
Robin suddenly yelped when the base of his tail was attacked by fleas. Falling and rolling so that he could reach, he started to bite at it, ignoring the fur entering his mouth. Then his back began to itch as well.
"Dammit…!"
Once the itch in his tail was gone, he left the bathroom. Robin wasn't happy that the floor had no carpeting. Growling, he pulled the comforter back over the pillows and got on his back. He placed his tail over his privates and then began to roll around on his back. For three minutes he did that until the last itch was gone. Lying back, Robin sighed in content, his tail falling. The tip wagged slightly.
Deciding he was tired, Robin got up and pulled the cover off the bed. He found a place on the floor and curled up with it around him. Closing his eyes, he fell asleep.

Three days later and Robin still had the tail and ears. 'Oh well,' he thought. 'I kinda like them.'
Slade was in the process of cutting a hole in a pair of black boxers for his tail to fit through. Like he promised, if he couldn't cure Robin fully in a few days, he would let him return to the tower so that his friends could find a way to fix the problem. He handed him the boxers.
"After you put those on, I will show you the underground tunnel to the bay," Slade said, watching as Robin eagerly pulled them up. "It is deathly cold outside. I would hate to have to discover you frozen to death."
Turning his upper body to the left, Robin pulled his tail through the hole, setting it free and wagging. He smiled. "I'ma miss this tail." He looked at Slade. "I'm ready to go home now."
Nodding, Slade turned around and headed out of the room, Robin following behind. They went down several halls and stairs. After five minutes, they reached a metal door that led into a dimly-lit tunnel. Warm air moved through, reminding Robin of a furnace room. They walked for a while in silence.
"What will you do if the Titans can't cure you?" Slade asked.
Robin shrugged. "Then we might have to find Ivy and demand she cure me. But, who knows, I'm kinda liking the tail wagging thing. Makes me feel happy."
They soon reached the end of the tunnel, with a slope that led up to the surface.
"We're right outside the docks," Slade said. "It will take you about five minutes to reach the surface. I'm sure you'll find the secret entrance to your tower."
Robin nodded. He stared at the slope briefly before looking at Slade. He held his hand out reluctantly. "Thanks for helping me, I guess."
Slade took a second to grip his hand. "Next time we meet, I better not see those ears and tail," he said with a smirk.
Robin stepped towards the end of the tunnel. "Deal."
Turning around, Robin ran towards the slope and then vanished from sight. Slade shook his head in amusement before turning around and heading back. Ten minutes later and Robin was reaching the elevator into the tower. Smiling, he entered and went to the main room. He stepped out seconds later and approached the Titans, who were arguing about him.
"He has been gone for ten days! We must find him!"
Robin stopped behind his friends.
"His communicator was with his clothes," Cyborg said. "We have no other way to track him."
"Then we must search the entire city without rest," Starfire said, sounding scared. "There has to be something more we can do!"
"That's okay, guys," Robin said. "I'm right here."
"Shut up, Rob, we're trying to find you," Cyborg said. He paused. The Titans turned and saw their leader. "Man, where the hell have you been? We've been looking all over for you!"
Raven stepped forward. "Robin, what's on your head?"
Beast Boy circled Robin and saw his tail. "Dude! You have a tail!"
Robin chuckled nervously. He relayed all that had happened when meeting Ivy and then blacking out after she hit him with the gas that turned him. He mentioned Slade, minus his name, not wanting to scare them."
"So I came back and hope you guys can find the cure," he concluded. "And then if we can't, then we'll find Poison Ivy and have her cure me instead."
"Then we better get on it immediately," Raven said. "Cyborg, take a sample of Robin's blood and test it."
"Sure thing Rae. Come on, Robin, let's get that sample."
"Thanks guys," Robin said, following Cyborg into the hall. They went to the lab and took his blood. "Think you can help me?"
Cyborg put the blood sample in a machine that showed the components and their percentage. "I'm sure we can. Who helped you before anyway?"
Robin swallowed. He was hoping to avoid that question. "Now don't freak, but Slade found me after I got chased by that dog catcher."
Cyborg's normal eye was wide. "You let that maniac help you?"
Robin sweat dropped. "He wouldn't let me go. He was determined to find the cure and then he would let me go. Once we got the fur, paws, and muzzle gone, he tried to cure me entirely but was unsuccessful. So then he let me go."
Cyborg sighed. "I hate to admit, but if Slade can't do it, then I doubt we can." He laced his fingers together and then popped them. "Well, we better get started then. You should get some clothes on."
"Yeah, that would be nice," Robin said with a smile. He headed for the door. "Let me know if you figure it out."
Robin left and went to his room. He dug around his dresser for civilian clothes, knowing that he wouldn't be leaving the tower any time soon. He did put a new mask back on though. Yes his friends knew his identity, but he felt better with it on. Robin then went back to the living room and told the Titans that Slade had helped him.
"You should've told us from the beginning," Raven said. "It isn't that big of a deal."
Robin rubbed the back of his head nervously. "Cyborg freaked a bit."
Starfire floated up and started playing with his ears. His tail wagged and he smiled.
"They are so soft. I could pet them all day!"
Robin chuckled. "I wouldn't mind. Oh and tummy rubs are the best! I could use one right now actually."
"What, you didn't ask Slade to do it for you?" Beast Boy asked jokingly.
Robin blushed. "Well when he only managed to get my voice back, I was playing with a smoke bomb dud with my paws and I was tempted to ask him to play fetch."
Beast Boy fell, clutching at his stomach as he rolled around on the floor and laughed. "Haha, d-dude…f-fetch? Now th-that's funny, hahaha!"
Robin growled lightly. "It wasn't my fault!" Starfire and Raven laughed. Robin sat down with his arms folded over his chest. His ears fell back as he glared at them. "It's not funny." Everyone recovered and then began to do some chores. Robin used his tail to sweep the dust off the table. His tail suddenly began to itch. "I need a flea collar."
Falling down, he attacked the base of his tail with his fangs. Raven stopped to observe him with a quirked eyebrow.
"What are you doing?"
Robin stopped in surprise and looked up at her. "Biting at fleas," he said casually. He quickly stood up. "That's the biggest problem with this tail. The fleas love it too much."
"We'll have to make flea gel to kill them then," she said. "I'll let Cyborg know."
Robin smiled. "Thanks, Rae."
"You're welcome."
Raven vanished. Beast Boy finished the dishes and then sat on the couch. Robin joined him, his tail wagging. Beast Boy chuckled.
"Fun huh?"
Robin blushed. "Sorta. I wouldn't mind the fleas being gone though."
There was a pause.
"So what did it feel like?" Beast Boy soon asked. "You know, the running and being chased thing?"
Robin remembered that chase as though it happened yesterday. "It was fun! When I jumped off the dumpster to escape the alley, I felt like I was actually flying. It felt great!"
"Hehe, I bet," Beast Boy said with a grin. "That part is always fun. Feeling the wind through your fur is wonderful too."
Robin yawned. "Y-Yeah…" Deciding he wanted a nap, Robin curled up into a ball on the couch. "Wake me up at dinner please."
Beast Boy smiled. "You got it dude."
Yawning again, Robin closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

A week had passed and there still was no cure. They tracked down Ivy and even she didn't know the antidote. So Robin was stuck with a tail and ears. He actually didn't mind it. He felt a new strength in him.
"Well, guess I can't fight Slade ever again," he joked.
"Why's that?" Beast Boy asked.
"I told him the next time we met, the ears and tail would be gone," Robin said, his tail wagging. "Maybe it'll wear off eventually."
"Let us hope so," Raven said. "The last battle we had was kind of embarrassing."
Robin's ears fell. "It's not my fault I saw that squirrel. He was so tempting."
"Well, until we can teach your brain that it's bad, then you can't go out to fight villains anymore," Raven said.
Robin sighed. "I guess so." He suddenly got up. "I'll be in the gym." Robin left the main room. He did the usual exercises and ran around the large room ten times. Then he got on the treadmill and was able to run as high as it would go. After a break, Robin decided he wanted to experience that flying feeling again. He got up on a bunch of crates filled with other equipment and then backed all the way into the wall. "Okay, time to fly."
Robin was about to run when the door into the gym opened. He stopped mid-step. The Titans entered.
"What are you doing up there?" Starfire asked.
Robin chuckled. "I'm going to fly."
"Wait a minute, what?"
Robin paid no heed to Raven's protests as he ran towards the edge and then jumped off. The Titans stared in disbelief as he practically flew all the way across the room. Placing his legs and arms out in front of him, Robin landed on all fours, his tail erect. It fell and then wagged. He stood up and saw the surprised look on his friends’ faces. His ears folded down.
"What?"
"Dude…" Beast Boy said in a daze. "That was wicked awesome!" He threw his arms up in the air. "You made it past the middle of the room!"
Robin grinned. "Yeah, it was fun too." He turned around. "I'm going to do that again."
All the Titans looked at each other. Robin got to the top of the crates and began again.
"I'm worried about him," Raven said quietly. "He's not himself."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Cyborg said. "Though he looks happier than he has in a long time."
"Then we should not worry about Robin," Starfire said. "If it makes him happy-"
"He's acting like a puppy!" Raven interrupted, speaking louder than she meant to. "We have to-!"
Stopping, they all turned around and saw Robin standing behind them, his ears down and his tail hanging limp. "I'm sorry," he said sadly. "If I'm such a bother, I can-"
Cyborg shook his hands in front of him. "No man! You're not a bother! Raven didn't mean it."
"Yes, you must not feel guilt," Starfire said.
"Yeah, we're just a little concerned is all," Beast Boy said. "I mean, you're not acting like yourself."
Robin looked at all of them a few times before looking down at the floor. "I'm sorry."
Raven gave him an apologetic look. "I should be sorry." Robin looked up at her with puppy-dog eyes. "It's just…seeing you like this is kind of bad. If you have the mind of a wolf, then at some point you could hurt one of us. It would be in your nature if provoked."
Robin nodded. "I know what you're saying. But if you train me, then everything will be okay… Right?"
Raven smiled. "Yeah, I'm sure it will."
Robin smiled, his tail wagging. "Then we should start now!"
"Yes, we should," Starfire said with a smile. "We will be there for you, friend."
Robin closed his eyes and smiled. Maybe this new life wouldn't be so bad after all…

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