Time Miko

Connor took the barber scissors to avoid shaving Tim's head as much as possible, but in the end he couldn't save Tim's hairstyle, which was so short that it might be shorter than the hair size.

Connor's own hair has become a big problem. Since his relationship with Clark has eased, Clark has helped him cut his hair almost every time. As for Clark himself, it's OK to set up a few mirrors and scan it with thermal vision. Yes, and now Connor hasn't been able to master Clark's precise heat vision control... So it's not enough, and this also caused the invisible hair on the back of his head to be difficult to deal with.

Tim enthusiastically proposed his idea of ​​using a mirror to help reflect, but Connor firmly opposed it.

In the end, I held a few mirrors and knocked out N burnt marks on the wall. The result was only the hair on both sides was cut off, and the one behind was completely unmanageable.

"Connor, how about that?"

Tim looked at Connor's haircut and felt surprisingly good. He was used to Connor's usual size, and this kind of punk-style hairstyle unexpectedly suited Connor, and....size I didn't feel it when I was wearing this hairstyle, but after I had this hairstyle, I unexpectedly looked a bit like Bruce, um, the feeling of Gotham baby...

"All right....."

After spending a long time finally cutting the rubbed hair as short as possible, Connor had no choice but to give up and continue cutting his hair. Looking at his hairstyle in the mirror, which looked a bit like his own in a parallel world, Connor sighed and stopped. cut hair.

Christmas is approaching in a blink of an eye, and the endless white snow is covering the sky outside the window. There is nothing but snow in this world. When Tim has no memory confusion, Connor thinks whether he can pick a time gone back?He believes that there will be many people there who will be happy that Tim is back:

"..should find a time to discuss with Tim"

Connor looked at the silver-white ground outside and said to himself.

There are only two tasks for Tim in this world, first: exercise; second: study that strange flower.

His health has improved a lot recently, and he is also thinking about whether he can go back. There are family and friends he cares about there, and he knows they will be happy for his return:

"..Maybe we should discuss it with Connor sometime"

Tim stopped what he was doing, looked at the crystal fragment under the microscope and said.

"Tim, it's time to eat"

Connor's voice came from the restaurant.

"okay"

Tim puts down his work and walks to the dining room.

Connor had already set the meal and turned on the TV.Now it has become their habit to watch earth news while eating.

The two of them ate their meals with a lot of thought, until a news from the Gotham Express broke the silence of the two of them.

In the picture, a big hole was broken in the familiar wall of Arkham. Although Arkham was always repaired every two days, the collapse of half a floor still exceeded Tim's prediction.

"..Oh, my god..."

"Can't these bastards just squat inside and spend Christmas?"

Tim complained extremely dissatisfied.

Watching the live broadcast of the reporter spitting and standing outside the police cordon in the news, Tim put down the food in his hand:

"Connor..I have something to tell you"

Seeing Tim's serious expression, Connor smiled:

"What a coincidence, I also have something to tell you."

"We should be thinking the same thing"

"Um.."

"So.."

"Go back, they must miss you very much..."

"...it is good"

The two quickly packed everything up.

The two came here in a hurry, and Connor simply brought a few home clothes besides their uniforms.And Tim is even simpler. Except for the uniform brought by Connor, his only clothes are even hospital gowns, so that he has been wearing Connor's home clothes for activities after he recovered. Although he has grown a little, Kang Na's clothes were still baggy.And all the rest originally belonged to this world, or belonged to a certain place in the world, and there was no need to clean up at all.

"Is Tim packed?"

Connor walked in. For nearly a year, Tim only grew a little taller and could barely wear the uniform, while Connor grew by leaps and bounds like a normal 16-year-old boy, and now he has exceeded 1.8 meters Now, considering Clark's genes, Tim has absolutely no doubts about Connor growing to 1.9...Bruce also has 1.88, okay?

This thought suddenly made him a little uncomfortable...

"...the stomach is leaking out"

Hearing what Tim said, Connor looked down at the obviously ill-fitting clothes, and smiled awkwardly.

"I didn't think I could grow taller"

Because Connor's situation is too special, when Dick and the others grew taller, Connor didn't make any movement at all. He even thought that he was just like this, and it was impossible to grow up like a normal person, but it didn't seem to be the case, it was just that time didn't exist. That's all, but looking at the ill-fitting clothes, Connor scratched his head in embarrassment.The home clothes are not too obvious because they are very loose.But the clothes he wore during the battle were completely useless, not only the length seemed to be completely inappropriate, but also the size.

Looking at Connor's obviously stronger chest muscles, Tim poked it twice unwillingly, then picked up a small cloth bag on the table and asked unhappily:

"How do we get back?"

"What's that Tim?"

"...the seeds of the flowers here"

"...seeds?"

"I think it should be the seeds, that is, the crystal part that hangs down from the stamens. After autumn, it becomes less easy to break. There was a strong wind a while ago, and a lot fell off. I picked some up."

"Oh"

"How do we get back?"

Tim asked again.

"Antana said that when we want to go back, we just need to open the door"

"...Just push it away? No spells or anything??"

"No, she said we just need to push it away, are you ready?"

Connor held the doorknob with one hand, and stretched out the other to the Red Robin who seemed a little nervous.

"Then I'll open the door"

With Tim's affirmation, Connor slowly twisted the doorknob, and slowly pushed open the wooden door that had been pushed open countless times.

The door opened again, and what appeared in the field of vision was not the white scenery they had long been accustomed to, but a scene that was both familiar and unfamiliar, intertwined with darkness and light—Gotham.

The evening wind of Gotham was blowing slowly, carrying the familiar smell of Gotham Bay.In the distance, the sharp siren blared non-stop, mixed with explosions and screams.

"...Do you need me to take you there?"

Superboy's voice came from behind.

Red Robin turned his head to look at the much taller boy and said:

"...Connor, this is Gotham"

Looking at the blue eyes looking straight at him through the goggles, Superboy smiled:

"...Okay then, I'll go back and change my clothes first. Promise me, if you need help, call me, okay? I'll definitely hear it this time"

"Um"

Superboy gave Red Robin a hug, planted a kiss on his forehead, then turned and flew away from Gotham.

After watching Superboy's figure gradually disappear, Red Robin took a deep breath.

The cold, Gotham-specific air mixed with the fishy smell of the sea and a faint smell of sex floated into his nostrils, arousing long-lost memories in his body.

He took out the hook gun and shot towards the outer wall of a building. The moment his feet left the roof, the night wind of Gotham was whistling in his ears, and every cell in his body was rejoicing for this long-lost feeling. And trembling.

Red Robin is back!