This is a series of mini-fics about what I think Amon and Robin were doing during the two months following the Factory's destruction. In other words, the time between the last episode of the show and my story Hunting Dogs.
First of all, I don't own any of these characters. Second of all, these mini-fics are not in chronological order. If they were, this first episode would have to be #7. I mixed them up just for fun. And there might be a bit more OOCness than you're used to seeing in my stuff, especially for Robin. I'll try to post a new one of these every week but I can't promise. Enjoy!
The Adventures of FireFox and BlackDog
Episode 1: The Back Door Club
Michael yawned as he leaned back in his chair. Had it really been a whole week since they had hunted a witch? He felt his hand drawn back to the mouse to finish his game of Solitaire. Sakaki was playing checkers with Karasuma and losing painfully. Dojima was paging through the latest Abercrombie catalogue for the third time. Robin was lying on the couch, a page of the local newspaper lying over her head. Amon was sitting at one of the other computers clicking through a virtual tour of Hogwarts Castle. He had turned his body so that Michael couldn't see the screen. Without warning, Dojima lifted her catalogue and threw it across the office.
"I'm so bored," she wailed. "Isn't there anything to do around here?"
"Not a single thing," Sakaki said as he watched Karasuma jump his last piece on the checker board.
"Hey Robin, why don't you tell us a story from your trip?" Michael suggested.
"That's a great idea," Sakaki said with his usual enthusiasm.
Robin sat up on the couch and pulled the newspaper away from her face.
"Have I ever told you about the Back Door Club?" she asked.
"Nope, never heard that one," Karasuma said while she cleared away the checker board.
"I can tell that story, right Amon?" Robin said leaning over the back of the couch.
"I suppose. It's not too embarrassing," he replied.
"Or maybe I'll tell the Pagoda Restaurant story," she teased.
"No," he snapped at her, turning to face her. "Don't ever tell that story."
Michael noticed that Dojima was about the comment and decided to intervene.
"It's okay," he said. "The Back Door story will be fine."
"Party pooper," Dojima muttered.
Robin made herself comfortable on the couch again while the others settled in to listen.
"We were in Paris," she began. "We were thirsty so we stopped in this little club. The Back Door Club. We were making our way across the dance floor towards the bar when there was a loud BANG. It turned out to be a paper bag but we didn't know that at the time. We both jumped three feet in the air and Amon over-reacted and drew his gun."
"I didn't over-react," Amon protested but Robin ignored him.
"Some girls who were standing near us saw the gun and started screaming. They ran around the whole club and then everyone was following them. The entire crowd was stampeding but most of the exits were locked. Amon and I were holding onto each other so we wouldn't get separated. Eventually, someone figured out that they could use the front entrance and they all cleared out, leaving the two of us standing in the middle of the empty room. The club owner was about to throw us out for ruining the night's business, but I reminded him that it was illegal to keep the doors locked. So instead he offered us three days of free drinks in return for us not going to the police."
"Did you take him up on it?" Dojima asked.
"Of course we did," Robin replied, "We practically lived in that club for those three days."
"That's fantastic," Sakaki laughed. And all the others laughed too. Except for Amon who still had a sour look on his face.
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Well, that was episode 1. Let me just say that the Back Door Club is completely fictional. Since I've never been to Paris, I couldn't put the name of a real club in this story so I just made one up. However, it really is illegal to keep the exits of an establishment locked during business hours because it's a fire hazard. Thank you to all the reviewers.