29 July 2012
Dear diary
Can't believe it, bloody caped crusader, who does he think he is? I'm far better than Robin, why can't he see that. I know my costume isn't that co-ordinated or as colourful but I can be just as awesome and wisecracking. Well I suppose the situation with the Joker tonight couldn't have helped. I don't know what I was thinking. I thought he'd be distracted by a joke. Bruce said distract him while he "kapowed" and "zapped" looking all dark and menacing. Joker giving it "the city deserves a better class of criminal". So I started hopping about and that was when I threw the itching powder but it got both of them. There they were scratching and scraping trying to throw punches. Joker escaped clawing at his already disfigured face. Bruce grabbed me by my brown speckled cape and threw me out the window. He sailed down behind me, scratching and swearing. " To the Batmobile you twit!" So that was today, Robins day off. I got my chance to prove myself but failed. All I got was a Superhero with itchy pants and an attitude. I'm off to bed now. Wonder what tomorrow will bring.
Sincerely Robins stand in a.k.a
Thrush
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