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"What the fuck?"
"Who are you?" Batman questioned.
"Uh..." Tim's gaze trailed over everyone before him, "That's...a question, yup, yup, definitely a question."
"A question we're waiting for you to answer," Batman took a threatening stepped close.
"I...can't tell you who I am?" Tim tried.
"You can't, can you?" A not so familiar figure stalked toward him, cracking their knuckles.
"Yeah, I've got a secret identity," Tim subtly switched to a casual defensive stance, prepared to defend himself.
"You don't get that luxury here," The teen sneered.
They surged forward suddenly and Tim leapt over them, flipping gracefully in the air, he grabbed the figure's shoulders and twisted them while he flipped, pinning them down to the ground, his knee to the back of their neck.
"Superboy!" A green girl cried out in alarm.
"Superboy?" Tim repeated, "Kon?" He looked down at the figure in alarm.
"What? Who the hell are you?" Kon writhed beneath Tim but Tim could expertly control his boyfriend so...he kept him pinned expertly well.
Tim pursed his lips, gaze narrowing as he studied everyone once again.
"Hmm..."
Tim rose from Kon, watching him idly as he stumbled away from Tim, back to the group of heroes.
"You sure you wanna know my name?" He arched a brow.
"Yes," Batman growled.
"You sure?" Tim was grinning faintly.
"Yes," Robin, himself, stepped forward.
"Alrighty, don't say I didn't warn ya," Tim gripped his cowl...and pulled it backward and off his head.
The room fell silent, those that recognized him looking on in alarm.
"Hello, I'm Tim Drake," He hummed cheerily.