A/N: Alright I got a cute little one-shot for you guys! So have any of you ever gone on TheSlap dot com? (FanFiction doesn't like links) well Cat and Robbie have a bunch of bad news songs and this one is based off of my favorite, The Mole. If you haven't seen it, while Cat and Robbie are singing, Cat says, "It's not a beauty mark…beauty marks are little and cute!" Then Robbie says "Like Cat." Then they look at each other and smile before continuing the song. So this story is based off of the video! Enjoy!
Cat POV
Yay! Robbie and I are singing another Bad News song!
This one is probably one of my favorites! It's about moles!
Robbie set up the camera, before sitting next to me positioning his guitar on his lap.
He's so cute…
Hehe
"Cat are you ready to start?" He asked, looking over at me.
"Yup!" I said happily, clapping my hands together.
Robbie clicked the button before speaking to the camera.
"Hey guys! Robert and sciddily-pop-pop-a-Caterina…" He started.
"Come from you not live-…wait…your name is Robert?" I asked, giggling.
"Yeah." He said smiling.
"…gross."
He looked upset…now I feel all bad…
"…Uh, so as some of you know, little miss Cat and I are pretty good at delivering bad news to people, through the delight, of songary." He said, blowing off my statement, making me feel relieved.
"Which means we sing cute songs!" I added.
"That is what he means." He said, making me giggling uncontrollably, bouncing slightly in my seat.
"And I lot of you guys have been messaging me on The Slap asking me if Robbie and I can sing some bad news to people you know."
"So this song is perfect to play for a friend…"
"A parent…"
"A mail man…"
"A mail man's parent…" I said, not being able to stop looking at him smiling.
"Who has an unsightly, melanocytic nevus on their face." He continued.
I paused, confused.
"What are those words you just said?" I asked, looking over at him.
"They have a mole on their face."
"Oh good! I thought I was about to sing the wrong song!" I laughed before continuing. "Yes a mole! Sometimes their cute…"
"But sometimes they're not."
"This song is for when they're not…"
Then Robbie started counting, getting ready to strum.
"6,7,8…"
(Cat is bold and Robbie is italics)
Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over that mole on your face.
Moles just happen; they aren't your fault,
But that little beauty is quite a disgrace.
Hey, friend, you're still a good person.
You wear your heart right on your sleeve, but,
You have got to fix that,
Or your friends will up and leave.
There's no way you don't see it,
I know your house ain't dark.
And don't you kid yourself it's,
It's not a beauty mark.
"Beauty marks are little and cute!" I said happily
"Like Cat." Robbie said, looking over at me.
I feel my cheeks heat up and I can't help but smile and let the blush take over.
That was sweet…
It's really really gross when we're at the table,
And I have to look at that ugly brown zit.
Every bite of my tuna sandwich,
Makes me feel like I'm tasting it.
So do yourself and your pals a favor.
Have your doc fire up this laser,
And aim it at that nasty beaut,
Or all your friends will continue to puke.
"That means throw up." Robbie ended, before playfully strumming his guitar.
For some reason I couldn't stop smiling.
"Good job Caterina." Robbie said looking over at me.
"Same to you Robert…ew."
With that he clicked the button, ending the video.
I couldn't help but smile at him…but he looked upset.
"Cat did you really mean that about my name?" He asked.
Now I feel really bad…
"Well I just think Robbie is a lot cuter that's all…" I reasoned.
"Oh…"
There was an awkward silence before what he said earlier kept ringing in my ears.
"Hey Robbie. Do you really think I'm little and cute?" I asked innocently, smiling at him.
"The cutest little red head I have ever seen." He said confidently.
Awwweeeee
I can't help but blush.
Without thinking, I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his head towards mine, before gently placing my lips on his, in the softest little peck.
"Thanks Robbie…" I said before kissing his nose and standing up.
He sat there, face probably as red as mine.
I giggled, causing him to look up at me before smiling.
"Come on!" I said grabbing his hand pulling him up.
"W-why did you do that…uh, before?" He asked nervously, standing beside me.
"Because you're sweet." I answered, giggling, intertwining my fingers with his.
He smiled at me dreamily, before squeezing my hand.
"Let's go get ice cream!" I suggested.
"Sure…"
With that, we walked out the door hand in hand and I could never be happier.
A/N: Review!:)