*I do not own anything related to "Meet the Robinsons"*


KARENA'S POV

I was so glad to be done with that philosophy class, the only class on Mondays. I can see a use in it, but not in the music field. I could see some psychology, but philosophy? Not so much.

My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing. I took out the phone to find out my boyfriend was calling me.

"Hello?"

"Hey Karr. I may be a little late for our date."

"Late? You're never late for our dates. Is something wrong?"

"I'll explain when I get there at 5:30."

"Okay then. Be safe, hun."

"I will."

I hung up, worried about Wilbur. I could think of a few reasons as to why Wilbur would be late: he had homework, he got in a fight with a girl at Todayland High School, or he got a detention for being late to class. I shrugged it off and decided to ask him when he would get there.

My apartment was only a few blocks away, so I've been walking for the past two weeks. It was so nice out this month, so I decided to take the advantage of enjoying the sun. Right now, I was wearing my favorite kelly green dress with the gold swirls and green heels. My hair was curly and up in a ponytail, and I was wearing gold eyeshadow. I was debating during the walk home whether to keep the dress on and redo my makeup or change my outfit and redo my makeup. Since Wilbur was going to be late, I had a little more time to myself.

I was greeted by my robot buddy Elizabeth as I opened the door to my apartment.

"How was school today, dear?" Elizabeth asked as I dropped my backpack right at the door.

"Eh. It's philosophy," I replied. "It was a little draggy today."

"Is it the subject itself or is it the professor?" Come to think of it, she had a really good point. My philosophy professor was decent, but not the best in the world.

"Probably both, Liz. I kept thinking about my date with Wilbur. Only a quarter of the class was spent actually paying attention to the lecture."

"Let me help you get dressed for that date of yours, dear," Elizabeth offered, but I declined.

"Thanks Liz, but I was thinking of a particular dress for the occasion."

"Like this one?" I turned to see Elizabeth holding a dress that was turquoise in color with dark blue swirls around the neckline and the bottom of the dress.

"Yeah! How did you know?"

"This shade of blue is perfect for a date at Futureburgers," Elizabeth said. "And it looks really good on you."

"I personally think it brings the green out of my eyes," I replied with a smile.

"So what time is the date?"

"It was supposed to be at 5:00, but Will's gonna be late for some reason, which is weird; he's never late for our dates."

"Something happen on his first day of school?" Liz asked.

"I do admit, he's had a lot of action the past two years. But I really hope he's not being hunted down at the very beginning of junior year."

"Hunted? In Todayland?" Liz sounded shocked, but I don't blame her.

"Yeah, he was hunted during his freshman year, but he never wants to talk about it. He wasn't hunted last year, but he went through a lot to help a friend fit in and take her back home."

"Wow, and yet you tell me he loves adventure?" Liz asked.

"I'm not quite sure of that now," I replied, and then looked at the time. 4:50. "I should get ready."

I walked out of the room with the blue dress and took off my green one, all while taking out the ponytail and washing off the makeup.


"Hey Wilbur."

"Sorry about that," my boyfriend said, rubbing his neck.

"You're nervous?"

"No, it's not that. Let's order our food."

Again, I fell in love with the 60s music that played in the restaurant. It's been awhile since I ate in the restaurant, so I was going to enjoy the experience as much as possible without having to worry about my speech class tomorrow. Wilbur ordered a hot dog with pickles, ketchup, and mustard while I ordered a cheeseburger with onions, pickles, mayonnaise, and ketchup. We decided to share a french fry, and so we ordered a large fry. As far as drinks go, Wilbur ordered a Coke while I ordered a bottled water. Right after my boyfriend paid for the food, I was shocked at what happened.

"Are you Wilbur Robinson?"

"Yeah," my boyfriend uneasily answered. "Why do you ask?"

"I am to tell you that the store manager has looked over your application and wants to interview you on Wednesday at 3:30 PM," the robot cashier, a female, explained.

"Really?" Wilbur asked, his face beaming. "Sounds good to me!"

"Awesome, thank you. Your order number is 152."

We walked over to a table and got ourselves settled in. Wilbur offered to get the food, and so I sat down and waited. I had never thought that my handsome boyfriend would apply for a job; I wondered if that was why he was running late.

My thoughts were interrupted when Wilbur came back with the food. I immediately helped myself to a few french fries before opening my delicious cheeseburger.

"So, was applying for a job the reason you were running late?" I asked, and Wilbur chuckled.

"Good guess, but no. It's more bad news than good news." My smirk faded.

"What happened at school today?" I asked.

"It wasn't at school, though I was given a warning about being late," Wilbur sighed as he explained. "I was listening to the news on the way to school and heard that a student from Todayland University went missing." I quickly gulped my water in shock.

"Who?!"

"Jeanette Roland. She's been missing for a week. I had my dad look into it, but he found nothing. It was just like Jeanette disappeared without a trace. Do you know anything?"

"I don't really know her very well, unfortunately," I solemnly answered. "Are there kidnappers in town again?"

"Not that I know of" Wilbur answered. "The news report said that she was last seen driving her own vehicle from her apartment. I'm guessing she went missing at the University."

"Some college students who are in sororities would force new members to drink excessive amounts of alcohol-"

"Alcohol's been banned since 2020," Wilbur replied angrily. "Are you saying students are illegally carrying alcohol on campus?"

"Maybe it's wine that college students are drinking," I said. "Because it's definitely not beer."

"Wine's only allowed at weddings. You know, for my dad inventing robot sentries, there isn't a lot of security anywhere else other than home."

"But if it isn't anything alcohol-related," I replied. "Then what is it?"

"I don't know," Wilbur sighed. "It's only the first day of junior year and we already have a mystery, unlike the last two years where the mystery started two months into it. Then again, you said 'if.' It could be alcohol, or it could be something else. Can you look into it?"

"Wilbur, I'm not the police," I answered with my hands up. "If more students go missing, then I'll investigate. But right now, we're going to wait."

"Please don't wait too long."

"Trust me, Will. I know what I'm doing."

The rest of our date was spent in silence as we ate our food. Wilbur offered to drive me home that night, and I went right to sleep, thinking about what would happen if I was the student who went missing.