Red Hood had him easy.

I mean come on, one villain who underestimated the raw power of a gun toting anti-hero was in for it.

Red Hood had him with his back against the wall, and was in the middle of making the villain pee in his pants.

Red Hood pushed his hand on the jacket of the villain and banged him on the wall.  He swished a gun out and aimed it at the villain's heart,"So," he began in a super really deep voice that he liked to use to frighten his enemies,"You swear you will never steal, lie, cheat, or do anything bad again?"

"I-I-I s-s-swear!" the villain put his hands up.

"You better, cause if you do something bad again, I will use this gun." Red Hood shot at the ceiling for more effect.

The villain fell to the floor in a dead faint, and Red Hood cuffed him, before disappearing into the night.

"Come one Jason, was that really necessary?" Red Robin asked, grappling alongside his elder brother.

"Yeah, was going to make sure he never got away with it again." Red Hood flipped off his hook and shot another onto the next building.

"No, not that, the gun."  Red Robin tumbled onto the roof of a building and started to run alongside his brother.

"The gun?"

"Yeah, the gun."

"Which one?  I have several."

"I know, but your real gun."

"Yeah, I have that."

"Yeah that one."

"What about it, Tim?"

"I could see that you were restraining to kill that man.  You know it's not healthy to pick up a real gun with real bullets.  Maybe you should change to rubber, you won't kill anybody easy, but it will knock 'um out.  And you won't have to restrain, 'cause that's unhealthy."

Red Hood fell silent and flew into the darkness and onto the next roof.  Yes, it was true.  Red Hood had restrained from killing him.  With a lot of force, yeah, but still, he restrained.  And it made him very unhappy.

"Jason, you know you can't-" Red Robin was swiftly cut off by Red Hood's snappy voice.

"I know.  I can't help it though...  just shut up." Red Hood growled.

Red Robin silenced, thinking he might have offended his brother, he backed away and ran some distance behind and apart.

"I'm sorry Jason, I though you might have wanted to talk.  I'll leave." and before Red Hood could stop him, the bright flash of red disappeared into the night and left his vision.

"Darn it Tim!" Red Hood silently cursed under his breath.

Red Hood took off his helmet and sighed, he really did have to work to restrain himself, and Tim could be right, maybe it wasn't really healthy.  Healthy at all.  Like Dick's sleeping habits.  Those were very unhealthy.

Jason thought about it, Dick, not sleeping for days, just because he didn't trust himself is really unhealthy.

But Dick was getting over that.  How?  For them.  Jason had resorted to begging, just so his brother was healthy again.  And Dick began sleeping again, really bad sleeping, but he did it for us.

So maybe, if Jason did it for Tim, maybe the restraining that made him so unhappy everyday that he would live would go away.

And days later, it did.

Jason from then on used rubber guns, and could shoot freely.  

No real guns for him, he was over that.

But the temptation was always there.

And so Jason ignored it.