Kiss me

Batman was, as usual, loitering in the shadows. Why? Because he was the goddamn Batman, that's why. And, what's more, he didn't trust that upstart speedster, Kid Flash, to not corrupt his little Robin. It was bad enough that he had been manipulated by his ward into letting him stay at his friend's house, but he was not going to let them go unsupervised.

And if the next sentence the Dark Knight heard was any indication, he had every right to be worried.

"Come on, Rob, give me a kiss."

The Dark Knight stiffened at the young speedster's comment, but his infamous temper was assuaged by his young ward's stern reply.

"No Wally, go away."

"Aww, come on Dick." Damn Richard for telling that pathetic sidekick his secret identity!

"No, piss off KF." Snarled Robin, obviously attempting to intimidate the taller boy. As much as Batman agreed with his ward's sentiment, he would have to have a word with him about his language.

"Fine Dick." sighed the red head "I don't want to do this, but you give me no choice."

Batman's eye lenses narrowed. Was that boy threatening his beloved ward? The grimace on the dark knight's face increased to such an extent that if looks could kill one Wally West would be a rotting carcass by the time the Batman had decided to intervene.

Spurred on by his protégé's loud and high pitched (but still quite manly) screech of "geroff me." the protector of Gotham burst through the door, batarangs out.

What he saw was enough to make any overprotective and extremely paranoid father's blood boil.

That inferior being, Wallace West, appeared to be molesting his Robin. Making a quick mental note to brutally massacre the boy and his uncle later (a pity he had sworn never to kill anyone) Batman leapt into action.
It was quite a sight to behold, within seconds Kid Flash had been thrown against the wall and a rather startled Dick Grayson was flung over his shoulder screaming "What the hell?"

His (still manly) cries fell on deaf ears however as the Batman glided towards the Batcar and dumped his protesting ward inside.

It was not until the great Bat himself was seated beside his partner that he calmed down.

"Robin" he said sternly "I do not want you seeing that boy again. He is evil and a bad influence."

"What, why?" cried the young teen "Just because he was trying to steal my chocolate doesn't make him dangerous." exclaimed the boy in protest of the slander directed towards his greatest friend.

Steal his chocolate? Wondered the Bat. Was that some form of teenage euphemism? It was only then that the famed superhero noticed the neglected bag of drop shaped chocolate bites on his son's lap.

Hershey's kiss.

It would appear that the Batman would also have to install cameras at the West boy's residence to prevent any further misunderstandings. Pity, he was looking forward to beating up the Flash.