Baby, Its
Cold Outside!
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I own nothing but what you see here and this first chapter begins at some point before the series starts up. So basically, Pre-Island times.
The festive holiday spirit was in the air lately in Starling City, Washington, along with some fairly cold weather and the occasional snow for that matter. And one person in particular was finding out just how cold it really was on one particular night! His name? Oliver Queen, son of Robert and Moira Queen. One of the most wealthiest and quite influential families in the city. Now you might be wondering why he's out in the cold night air, and in his underwear for that matter. And well, its all thanks to one Dinah Laurel Lance as she'd forced him out of the house her family lives in. Mainly on account of the fact he'd jetted off with Tommy to some foreign location to screw around and completely forget her birthday in the process. Something he had realized a little too late on and snuck into her family's house to surprise her when he knew everybody else wouldn't be there. Laurel had been surprised alright, but more pissed as Hell then anything else considering he'd forgotten her birthday.
And his little attempt to surprise her in her room in nothing but his boxers did not settle well with her at all. As it was a piss poor way to make up missing her birthday in her view and she had a feeling quite a few would agree with her on that line of thought! "LAUREL! COME ON BABY! LET ME BACK INSIDE! ITS COLD OUT HERE!"
No answer was heard so he tried again. "LAUREL!"
A window could be seen raising up and Laurel stuck her head out of it with an angry look on her face. "GO HOME OLLIE!"
"I NEED MY CLOTHES AND EVERYTHING ELSE THAT CAME WITH THEM TO DO THAT!"
God it was cold as Hell out here! Yeah, he missed her birthday but he didn't think he deserved to be forced out into the cold in nothing but his underwear cause of it! As seriously, she was just over reacting for crying out loud! Its not like he couldn't make it up to her after all. Why Laurel failed to realize that was beyond him too. "I'M SURE YOU'LL FIND SOME WHORE TO HELP KEEP YOU WARM UNTIL YOU GET HOME!"
"Laurel! Don't be like that, please! Come on, baby! Please! Let me back inside so I can make it up to you! Do you really want me to freeze!?" Pleaded the young man as he got on her porch and to the window.
"Hmm… Do I really want you to freeze? Let me think about that for a moment." Fake pondered the girl as she held her position at the window and making him gape at her.
She then looked at him with a fake look of realization on her face. "Oh! Yeah! I DO want you to freeze! Cause its what you deserve for missing my birthday to go whoring around or whatever with Tommy! And don't think for a second I'll buy that you forgot about it as there was no way you could have!"
"Baby, come on! Its Tommy's fault, I swear! Well, actually, its his dad's for being such a dick! I mean, I did bring you back a birthday gift after all! Even if it is a little late."
"Oh? Then where is it then cause I sure as Hell haven't seen it."
"Me of course! I'm your gift!"
A scoff could be heard from Laurel after she shook her head over that one. "Whatever. Go home Ollie. You can come back for your stuff tomorrow."
"But baby! Its cold outside!" Whined Oliver as he tried to get inside.
But Laurel wasn't having that as she shut the window down on him rather hard. Just narrowly missing his fingers in the process too! "You do the crime, you serve the time. My birthday, Ollie! You KNEW I was looking forward to spending it with you!" Called out the girl angrily through the window.
He gaped at her as he held himself in an effort to keep some kind of warmth going for himself. Not that it was doing any good of course! "Would… Would you just calm down!? Cause I seriously think you're over reacting about all this!"
An angry sound came from the window and the curtains were closed, making him whimper over it. "Freeze! SCPD!" Came a voice from behind him that made him pale as he'd recognize it anywhere!
"C-Captain Lance!" Chattered the young man as the cold finally got to be a bit much for him.
Detective Quentin Lance came around to face him as he holstered his gun and couldn't help but sneer at him. "Yeah, you really screwed up this time kid."
"Aww, c-come o-on. Sh-she's j-j-just over reac-acting!"
Sighing in disgust over that one, he made the kid turn around and start walking off the porch. "Kid, trust me when I say she's not. Now let's go."
"T-tak-ing me h-home?"
"Pfft, no. Takin' your ass to a cell for being a public nuisance at 11 O'Clock at night when people are tryin' to sleep." Lance wondered for the thousandth time just what the Hell his daughter saw in the punk!
Oliver protested that but Lance paid him no mind as he made him get into his unmarked car and then take off for the Glades Precinct he worked at. The whole thing wouldn't end up on his record, but Robert would leave his son in there for the night much to the displeasure of Moira. Mostly doing it in the hopes it would help his son grow the Hell up. Unfortunately it wouldn't work but at least Oliver learned a very important lesson about NOT forgetting a loved one's birthday anymore. Especially if they happened to be a girl!
Author's Notes: Heh, this was enjoyable to write. Second part to come soon!