"Sweep the floor of a bedroom...." Raven read aloud, showing the card to Robin so he could see for himself. "Looks like you lucked out, some of these tasks get rather....demeaning." For the briefest of moments Raven's gigantic face showed more of the apathetic woman, it instead showed something Robin had never seen in her before. It seemed....lustful, and for whatever reason it made the hairs on the back of his neck stand upright.

Of course Robin said nothing about this foreboding feeling to Raven, he just looked around her room that seemed to go on for miles and miles. Like Raven said, he could've gotten a much more grueling task, this was nothing and Robin was intent on winning. "Um Raven....exactly how do I do this?" Without some form of help Robin could probably spend a solid month cleaning out Raven's floors, surely this game had some sort of assist for him.

Raven reexamined the black card she pulled, "Hmm...it says nothing to elaborate on it so I suppose I could do something to help you." For a moment Raven placed a finger along her chin and thought, before an idea came to mind. "Robin...close your eyes. I have two ideas to help you." The shrunken Boy Wonder did exactly as he was told. When Robin's eyes shut Raven lifted a hand to the air, the surrounding matter becoming a cloud of dark energy as she focused a spell. It was a simple, incantationless spell so no words escaped her mouth, but when she was done Robin could feel the change.

"Open your eyes Robin."

He did so and instantly Robin noted the difference. His utility belt...the things on it were unfamiliar, the weight was off...something was up with it.

Raven gently lifted Robin up as she explained, "I recreated your tools to help you, you've got bombs that will help clear dust, a feather duster as a pole, plenty for you to work with creatively." She placed Robin at the foot of her bed beside her feet, which Robin noted were bare for some reason. They dangled what seemed like a couple dozen feet up, and Robin was small enough to fit between her toes like some kind of dirt. He never really grasped how small he was until then. Maybe he was a centimeter, maybe an inch and he was poor with measurements...or maybe Robin was a lot smaller than he feared.

"Wait..." He looked back up at Raven's gigantic frame, "You said two ideas to help me. What's the other one?" He had to practically scream it out but Robin managed to get it to Raven's petite ears.

Amazingly Raven did something Robin had rarely ever seen her do, her cheeks turned a faint shade of pink as an embarassed smile formed. "Well....I know from trips to the beach and such that men like....a "view"....if you like...I could give you one. To help motivate you"

Robin's face shot into a shocked expression in record time, in fact his face was as red as his costume he always wore. "Um...Raven...I....go ahead!" He had no idea how to probably respond. Raven was cute to be sure, but Tim Drake had his eyes on other people. Raven was more of a friend than a lover, but if he turned her down it may hurt her feelings, he decided to play along. Or at least, that was what Robin intended to do...that is...until Raven stripped to her underwear that is. Raven looked...stunning, her cloak always hid her body but Robin had caught looks of her curves before but this was the first time he could see the giantess in all her glory. Skin that was pale but in an attractive way, a hand on the hip like she was in charge of everything, voluptous curves, and all of this clothed in only a tight black bra and panties... Robin felt...aroused and most certainly motivated.

Smirking at Robin's oggling Raven sat down on her bed again and pointed her foot away from her, "Well quit staring at get to work!" It came out unusually peppy for her but Robin didn't brood on it. With speed that would've made Batman proud Robin got to work sweeping Raven's floor, testing each of his new weapons to see how it fared. His bombs now seemed to blow away dust for a good distance so he stuck mainly with those. Projectile type weapons now had a feather duster sort of attachment at the tips. All of the weapons looked ridiculous and fictional but to Robin's surprise they worked. With the tools and Raven's motivation time seemed to fly and Robin finished his task in a measly hour, not even dented in terms of energy.

Clearly impressed Raven placed a hand on the white deck, "Good job Robin, I would say you suceeded. And your rewards is I have to...." Raven plucked the card and immediately her expression changed, changed to something Robin didn't even recognize at all. Stuttering slightly Raven read aloud....