A/N: Yay! A new fic for a new fandom. I chose to write a Cat/Robbie fic because I really love them together. I don't know why, but I think they really look cute in the show (Matt and Ariana are totes adorbs off set too). Also, I love nerds and sensitive people, so yep. I also plan to have a five or more chapters for this. And sorry if it's a bit OOC. Oh well, here it is. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious and its characters (even though i really want to put Cat inside my pocket). They all belong to the amazing and awesome, Dan the man!

"Could you treat me a milkshake?" A frowning redhead asked him suddenly that he almost dropped Rex from his grip.

"What?" Not her again, he thought wearily. Especially now that Mamaw thinks we were practically married. The last time they hang out, his grandmother tried to pester him about trying to get a girl aside from her. Since the time they ran away, she thought that her grandson impregnated Cat and all that jazz. The said news had already reached his mother's ears just before he went home. The thoughts gave him nightmares every night.

"The strawberry one. You know, my mom use to make me drink it when I was young so I could feel a bit happier then I put the straw in it and I would sip it and I could feel the seeds on my tongue until it makes me itchy-"

"Stop. Too much info," he said, confused. Cat suddenly held her breath. "But why me? I'm kind of busy."

"You're not busy," Rex snapped. Cat felt a great jolt of sadness when she saw him shushing his puppet in panic.

"Erm…why don't you ask the others?" He asked quietly.

"Tori and Andre was doing some extra work for Sikowitz, Jade and Beck are too busy making out when I found them in the broom closet and Trina… well, she's too busy being herself. I can't ask Sinjin because he creep me out and he would just show me his bubble-heads. I figured that maybe you're not busy and you could treat me some shakeyberry…"

"Cat, I…" he trailed off when he saw her eyes shining under the light of the school hallway. Was she crying? Hope not, because he has a total weakness for crying girls. Oh god, especially not her.

"Why is everybody so mean to me?" She suddenly burst out, stomping her foot away from him. His stomach suddenly ached with guilt when he watched her march angrily, pushing the other students out of her way.

"The psycho chick is walking out!" Rex said. Robbie grumbled something about 'demon and hate' as he shoved him in his backpack and followed her. His hand caught hers when he finally saw her walking absently alone. Cat shivered in surprise and turned around.

"What do you want?" She shouted frantically, making him frozen on his spot. He couldn't help but notice the light smudges of mascara around her eyes.

"I'm going to treat you a lot of milkshake," he said, resigned. His shoulders relaxed as he saw her lips forming an unmistakable smile. "The strawberry one."

"Yay!" Cat exclaimed vaguely as she held her arms up with glee. She does it all the time, and he never knew how she could change moods faster than he could say her name. What was up with her? She was never the type of girl who flips her hair and makes the boys smell her new perfume. She was different, one in a million, and he was suddenly pulled into a conclusion that there are things he need to discover about this weird specimen of a woman standing before him. But what would his family do if they saw him hanging out with her again? Faint images of his neurotic grandmother pierced his mind yet he grinned despite himself.

"But don't make me drink unless they use soy milk in it," he reminded her, but she seemed to be barely listening. Cat subconsciously snaked her arms around his and dragged him through the noisy cafeteria tables with a wide smile on her face.

"So…" he started slowly, as he watched her sip her strawberry milkshake from the corners of his eye. "You said you drink those when you're sad."

"Mmm," she said, nodding her head softly while enjoying what's left of her delicious beverage. A little bubble inside the glass caught her attention which made her chuckle through her straw. "The bubble looked like a fairy's head. Look!"

"I can't look at that when you're drinking it," he said, rolling his eyes in disbelief. Why must she find the smallest of things so amusing?

"Aw, you missed it. It's gone," she said, pouting.

"Never mind the bubble, let's talk about you." Cat suddenly choked a little. She had to rub her lungs to keep hold of herself. "Why are you sad a while ago?"

"I…"

"Yes?"

"I can't," she said in a small voice. Robbie felt like he was offended. He treated her big glass of milkshake, anyway. He had to sacrifice half of his lunch money just to make her feel better.

"Since I treated you that shakeyberry of yours, I think you owe me an explanation."

"But…" she said hesitantly, holding her breath as she looked from Robbie and to the empty glass and to him again. "I think- Tori!"

Robbie craned his neck and saw Tori emerging with a tray in her hands. He felt a little disappointed. When will he discover the secrets behind the eccentric and mysterious Cat Valentine?

"Hi Robbie, Hi Cat." Robbie frowned and played with his burrito which he thought was barely there before. Tori looked confused. "Am I disturbing a date or something?"

"We're not dating," he said quickly, avoiding the knowing looks he was getting from the brunette in front of him. Why do all the girls assume a boy and girl dating when they're just sharing a table together? Girls are so confusing.

"Yeah, he just treated me a milkshake. That's all," Cat added, as if it would help Tori from teasing them with her thrown glances.

"You should have tasted it. It's tastes so cute!"

"You cannot taste cute," a voice added and they saw Beck appearing with, of course, Jade beside him, her locks were strikingly more colorful under the sunlight. "And squirrelly is also not a mood really, Cat."

"What do you suppose to mean?" She said as if she felt so violated. Jade groaned loudly as she pulled Beck to sit down beside her, scowling at Tori in the process. Robbie sighed.

"He meant nothing," he said, trying to calm her from her usual emotional spasms. She gave out a deep breath and smiled at him, mouthing an 'I'm okay' before distracting herself with other things he can't even fathom.

"Hey, Andre just texted me something about an upcoming play for Valentine's Day," Tori announced half to herself, her eyes locked on her pearphone. "And he's writing the songs."

"That's awesome!" Cat exclaimed, clasping her hands together at the good news. Of course, Andre would be writing, he was like, one of the best composers of their school; a truly musical genius. "You might get the lead again, Tori! That would be cool!"

"Yeah," Jade said as she drank the last of her soda, "As long as she keeps her dirty paws off my boyfriend."

"I don't have paws!" Tori said defensively, "And I don't know. I think I already had my turn with the last production. I think others should give a try… maybe Cat."

"Ooh wow, that would be fantastic," Cat exclaimed vaguely. "It would be awesome if I could wear a zombie make-up too, but not a zombie make-up, maybe a cat… or a fairy."

"Cat, it is a love story," Robbie said in a matter-of-factly way, "I don't think a cat or a zombie or whatever would stray into that direction."

"Maybe I don't want to kiss you anymore," she said out of nowhere, which earned a collective 'oooh' from the people sitting around them. He felt heat rising up on his face as a mental picture of Cat leaning in and kissing him as she twisted his curly hair between her fingers appeared inside his head.

His reverie vanished when she laughed out loud, mostly to herself. "Your face is funny, I'm just kinda kidding."

Girls are confusing, especially Cat Valentine.

"Can I sit here?" Cat asked loosely, pointing at a yellow chair where Rex was sitting comfortably on. Robbie looked up and saw her hair velvet red hair gleaming under the lights of the class room. It looked pretty, to be honest.

"Sure, no problem," he said beaming, as he placed Rex, who was cursing audibly, inside his bag. It was actually the first time he gave Rex's seat to Cat. He usually values his puppet's comfort more than hers, but he didn't know what the hell happened with his brain and he decided to be a little friendlier than usual.

Cat gave him a jubilant nod before she turns her attention to their Theatre Arts professor, Mr. Sikowitz. He was an eccentric teacher. He never wore anything formal but some ethnic casual whatever that better fitted someone who goes to a tropical vacation. The coconuts just added to the inference, Robbie thought.

"Today, students, we're going to have discuss about the upcoming annual love fest," Sikowtiz started, his bare feet walking freely on the cold floor. "This is where the freshmen, sophomores, juniors and seniors will compete for the best original theater production."

"Really?" Tori whispered curiously towards Andre, who was grinning widely beside her.

"Yeah, we won last year. Guess who wrote the songs?" Tori chuckled under her breath as she playfully slapped him on the arm. They did a Victorian-style play where Jade and Beck played the leads. And yes, they won, partly because Trina did an awful mess with her singing voice during the Juniors' play. They thanked Trina after that.

"...so the theme for this year's play fest is…" and everybody stomped the feet enthusiastically. He held his arms up in the air for a dramatic effect. "MODERN!"

"You mean a modern love story?" Tori piped in. Jade groaned loudly at the back. She does it every time Tori asks a 'stupid' question.

"Yes yes, I already told you that," Sikowitz said impatiently, pacing back to his seat at the back, and gripping his coconut with his hands. "Now go and talk about it. Andre, you're in charge. You know the rules."

Everybody gathered at the center rather frantically to face Andre, who was fishing a notebook from his backpack.

"Okay so… we need some ideas for the plot."

"How about something about high school?" Cat suggested, sitting beside Andre. A lot of people murmured in agreement.

"Yeah," Beck agreed, a small smile was evident on his lips. "You know, so a lot of people could relate about it. First love and other cheesy stuff." Jade snaked her arms around him afterwards, smiling. Jade rarely smiles.

"Good idea," Andre said absently, jotting down notes on his notebook. "Tori, could you be my assistant or something? Is that okay for you?"

"No chiz," she shrugged, smiling as she looked over his shoulder and on his notebook. "I could use some of my ideas. I like writing, you know. Only few people know that." Andre grinned and looked around the room, Robbie was sure he saw a twinkle in his eyes. He gets all that twinkly when his mind was processing an ingenious idea.

"Sinjin, you're in charge of the lights. Ally, with the sounds. Ralph, you should gather ten people or more who will work for the props. Mac, you're the boss when it comes to the costumes. This should be grand. We'll step on them like the foot of Zeus!"

"Wait, what about me?" Cat asked a little hopefully, Tori quirked an eyebrow.

"You should take the lead," Tori said merrily. "I already heard you sing, you have a killer voice."

"What do you mean I have a killer voice?"

"She means you have a beautiful voice," Robbie whispered anxiously; spazzy Cat makes him nervous. She suddenly calmed down and said okay with reassurance to her voice. He had to admit that he really like it when she smiles like she doesn't have any care in world. Oh god, what was he thinking anyway? He wished Rex was here to slap him four times, maybe five.

"What about the male lead?" Emily, one of their classmates, asked suddenly. "He should have a great chemistry with Cat, so they're pleasing to the eyes during the play."

"Oh yes," Andre said, looking sideways to Robbie, who was appeared to be spacing out. "And he needs to be good with acting and guitar."

"Guitar?" Tori asked, looking confused.

"Yup, milady. He needs to court the lead with a beautiful acoustic song, you know."

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