Prompt: My cat steals underwear and I come home to find you chasing my cat to get your underwear back.

"Dad! Can we go out for ice cream?"

"But we just got back from grocery shopping."

Robin looked down to find his son Roland, pouting. "Okay, maybe later this evening, after dinner." And with that the little boy started smiling again and began jumping up and down.

He mapped the whole day out for him. Because little Roland was in kindergarten the whole day, he planned on spending the Saturday with him at his apartment, cooking together then watching movies. Roland was starting to complain about his work anyways so he thought watching the Lion King together would be great for him.

As he carried two bags of groceries upstairs from their car, he watched Roland skipping happily in front of him. When they arrived their front door, he balanced the two bags in his one hand as he fished his keys with the other. But his hand froze when he heard a sound inside his house. A house sounded like… broken glass.

"Roland, stand back." He warned his son, as he quietly put the bags down, inserting the keys and opening the door slowly. In snail like movements, he grabbed the first thing he could find in his apartment; a vase and walked towards the kitchen.

"Papa!"

He heard his son shout, and with that their cat Whiskers, jumped off the couch with a shriek and started running towards the bedroom with a piece of cloth hanging from its mouth. All that happened after that was a blur as he watched a familiar woman emerged behind his counter, clad only in a towel, hair almost dry, as she also attempted to run after the cat but froze dead in her tracks when she came face to face with Robin.

They looked at each other without saying anything and it was Regina who spoke, well at least tried to speak first. "Err.. Hi…"

Just as he was about to ask her the obvious question, he heard his son run up towards them and hug the brunette's legs.

"Gina!"

"Roland, hi!" she greeted his son, all the while clutching to her little towel like her life depended on it. He could see the little slit the towel created, reaching up all the way up to her thigh and giving him a small view of her black underwear. He quickly averted his gaze and turned his attention to his son.

"Roland, do you know this lady?"

"Yes! She's Gina! She gives me candy!" Roland cheered excitedly, not noticing that Regina was in no condition to give him treats at that time.

"Taking candies from strangers I see…" Robin sighed.

"No, no!" Regina finally spoke. "I just sometimes give him lollipops when I see him coming home from school. I didn't mean to- I mean I just wanted-…" she stopped and sighed. "I'm so sorry, I'm Regina. I live downstairs."

"I know." He responded. "But that doesn't explain why you're… uhm…"

"Oh…" Regina looked at herself and tried to compose what's left of her dignity as she raised a hand to her still half wet hair. She turned to look at the bedroom door as Robin followed her gaze and found his cat, happily chewing on something that appeared to be a.. a… bra!

"Oh my God!" Robin sighed apologetically and quickly walked up to the cat. Seeing him approach, Whiskers let out a shriek and started running in the living room with the bra still hanging from his teeth.

"Come here you little-"

"Dad, don't be mean to him!" Roland yelled as he stilled hugged Regina's bare legs and watched his dad run after their family cat.

"You don't have to-" Regina started but was interrupted with a sound of Robin falling and hitting the floor with a loud thump, Whiskers underneath him.

"Daddy?" Roland was afraid to look behind the counter.

A moment of silence then the cat shrieked again and they saw it jumping up to the counter with the black garment still hanging from his teeth.

"I swear I will cook you up this time!" Robin shouted and launched at the cat.

"No!" Roland shouted as Regina put a protective arm around him, her other hand still holding the towel to her half naked body.

As she watched the cute guy living upstairs, running after his cat in order to save her bra, she couldn't help but to giggle. She never thought she could find herself in a situation like this.

Robin finally caught Whiskers from his tail and managed to pull the bra from between his teeth. The cat just growled and ran into the bedroom.

Proud of his little triumph, he fixed the garment as best as he could, noticing all the pretty lace on it. Sighing, he finally walked back to her and handed it to her with an apologetic smile on his face.

"My hero…" she said sarcastically and laughed slightly. Then she began explaining herself. "I'm sorry, I don't know how it happened. I was taking a shower and I think I left the window open. Next thing I know your cat is running away with my bra and-"

"It's fine." He interrupted her. "This is not the first time he's done this." And with that he threw an angry look at the direction of his cat. "Guess he has a thing for pretty women…" he muttered under his breath, not intending for her to hear but she did anyway.

Blushing, she thanked him again as she stood there awkwardly, thinking she should probably leave by now. Just as she was about the make a move towards the door, she was stopped by little arms at the end of her towel.

"Gina! Don't go!"

She stopped, unable the move since Roland was practically pulling her towel from her. "Honey.." she bent down. "I need to go home and change."

Robin looked down at the woman crouching in front of his son. He had seen her before, when she went to work or arrived home. They sometimes even bumped into each other in the parking lot, briefly greeting one another then walking away. He was pretty sure he had seen her in an apartment meeting once; she usually dodged that kind of meetings. From what he had known she lived alone.

Without thinking, he blurted out. "You don't have to go."

Her head shot up to him, raising one eyebrow questioningly.

"I mean… After you… You know… Get dressed, you can come with us to get some ice cream."

"But daddy, you said we weren't going until after-"

"Roland would be very happy." He interrupted his son and pulled him to himself, addressing to him. "Wouldn't you Roland?"

He was glad to see his son nod happily.

Regina stood up and looked at the father and son and how they were smiling at her. She felt her heart melt for a second before she asked. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely!" she heard him say with a smile and Roland yelled adoringly. "Please!"

With a smile, she surrendered and agreed. She was glad she had said yes as she watched his face break into an even wider grin.

"Alright then, I'm just gonna…" she didn't finish the rest of her sentence as he understood and tried very hard to look at anywhere but her towel clad body.

"Of course, of course…" he muttered and led her to the door.

"Thanks again, Robin." She said while leaving, emphasizing the fact that she knew his name.

"Oh and Regina?"

"Yeah?"

"How did you get in?"

"Fire escape. You left your window open also." she giggled and walked back to her apartment, giving him a one last look.

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