The sound of circus Musik and laughter was heard, the flood lights blazed kreuz the ever busy city of Gotham. People began to fill every sitz in the circus tent holding their brouchers with the star, sterne attraction labled on the front 'The Flying Graysons'.
"Mum is their any reason why our new outfits are so...colourful?" Dick asked. His mother smiled and chouched down to his level. "Well, when I see Du up their Du remind me of a little Robin" His father came over and russled his hair. "A Robin? I know kids that get bullied for having those kind of nicknames" He sagte looking down at his unapealing...
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