The next day, Robbie was reluctant to get out of his bed. He had no immediate urge to see Tori, after he'd made a complete fool out of himself yesterday. ' God, she really must think I'm a moron now.', he thought. He only wished, that he would've acted normal. But, he couldn't have done that if he tried. And he would never be able to do it again. Certainly not, after finally figuring out what was wrong with him last night.
He'd pondered over his weird, new feelings towards his best friend for hours yesterday, and had come to a startling conclusion: he was in love with Tori. It all made sense: the way he'd go crazy, when she so much as touched him, the way he blushed, when she sent him a simple smile. The way he started sweating, when she gave him pecks on the cheek or the forehead. He once heard his father describe the same kind of feelings, when he'd fallen head over heels in love with his mother. But, big difference: His parents hadn't been best friends. They'd met in high school, had immediately began dating and then they became a couple: simple as that. He'd known Tori for his entire life, they'd become fast friends, they'd built up a strong bond, a bond based on trust and love.
But that love had always been purely platonic . He couldn't confess his feelings for her, cause he knew she would totally freak out, or worse: laugh at him. He had to face it: he just wasn't the kind of boy girls fell for. He had a pair of nerdy glasses, he was extremely weak and thin and he had an afro. He clenched his eyes shut, when he suddenly heard the doorbell. He already knew who it was and he really didn't wanna see her now.
" Hey, my little, sick sweetheart. I'm here with your soup.", Tori said, as she came walking into the hallway, with a toothy smile. " Yeah, uhm... thanks.", Robbie said, as he nearly yanked the thermos out of her hands. " Woah, there tiger. You could've just waited, till I gave it to you." Robbie stared down at the ground, as he said: " Yeah, yeah of course, I'm sorry." " It's okay, so how have you been?" " A little better, thanks. My fever has gone down and is practically nonexistent now." Tori smiled once again and, for a minute, Robbie really thought he was gonna faint.
" That's good, Rob. I'm glad you're feeling better." Then she took away the thermos and jokingly said: " So, I guess you won't be needing that soup anymore?" Hey! Give that back!", The ventriloquist shouted playfully. " No, no, I'm gonna eat it myself now. I'm a bit cold anyway.", The tan girl said, as she laughed heartily. Then, they heard an all too familiar voice declaring: " Come on, give the soup to the geek. You don't need it. You're already hot."
" Robbie!", the Latina yelled. " What?! It was Rex!", the puppeteer defended himself, before he started blushing profusely. " I know that you are the one controlling him!" Robbie said nothing to that statement, cause he knew it was partly true. Tori sighed, then shook her head, before saying: " You know what? It's fine. Just, don't do that too much." the puppeteer just nodded, before punishing Rex, by stuffing him under a sofa cushion. " I'm so sorry, Tori. Can I have a bowl of soup, please?" " Sure.", the Latina replied, in a good mood once again.
A little while later, they were both eating the soup in a comfortable silence. Robbie only broke it once, when he burned his tongue on the scalding hot liquid and started screeching like a little girl. Tori laughed for five straight minutes, before giving him a piece of advice: " Blow, blow, blow, Robbie Shapiro. That's the golden rule." Robbie had laughed along with her, and for a while, everything had been back to normal again. Just like it'd been in the good old days. That was until Tori received a text.
As the Latina read what it said, she giggled, then said: " I'm sorry, Robbie. It's from Danny. I made plans to go to school with him today, since you're unavailable." As soon as he heard that, Robbie started feeling incredibly nauseous. But that wasn't all that went through him, no: he also felt angry. It was like she'd just coldly dumped him, like some…some poor, crippled, retarded…IDIOT! " Oh, so I guess we now know, who took my place in your life then?!", the ventriloquist yelled. He hadn't meant to shout, but the words just flew out of his mouth, freely. The tan girl just sighed. " God, I already told you: he's not my best friend. Why are you freaking out like this? Don't you trust me?" It was the lanky boy's turn to sigh, as he said: " Of course I trust you. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you." " It's okay, but what has gotten into you lately? You've been acting like this for some time now." " I don't know, it's like…like…", Robbie tried, as Tori eyed him expectantly.
" Like I have this… Hulk trapped inside of me. And he only comes out when you're around. I don't know why." The Latina raised an eyebrow, before saying: " Well, that's weird. May I suggest keeping your inner Hulk under control though, for me?" Robbie slowly nodded. Then, Tori got up, and gave him a peck on the cheek: " Good, I'm out now. See you later, bye." " Yeah, bye.", the puppeteer replied in a bit of a daze. When the tan girl had gone out of sight, he softly touched the tingly area on his cheek, where her lips had been and smiled. " Take that, Danny.", he whispered, before getting up from his kitchen chair and heading back over to bed.
It was only a week later, when there was a loud, persistent knocking on his door. Robbie immediately rushed out of the living room to open it and was met with the form of a very distraught, soaking wet Tori Vega. " T..Tori, what's wrong? What are you doing here?" " It's that stupid Sikowitz and that moronic cheese head: Ryder Daniels." " What? What did they do?", the ventriloquist asked, raising an eyebrow. He had absolutely no clue, as he didn't have Sikowitz as a teacher. Tori and him only took a few classes together, at their new school: Hollywood Arts, cause while Tori had chosen acting as her main talent, Robbie had opted for ventriloquism.
Well, we had to put on Romeo and Juliet today, as you might still remember." " Yeah, but that worked out okay, right? I mean: you're playing Juliet now, aren't you?" " Yeah, yeah, but that's not the problem.", The tan girl spoke impatiently. " Then… what is?", Robbie asked, getting more confused by the second. " Look, can we go to your room for this? I mean: your parents are in and all and all of this is kinda embarrassing." " Sure.", the baffled puppeteer replied, before they went upstairs.
Once they were both comfortably seated on Robbie's bed, Tori began explaining her problem: " Well, we had to do a kissing scene today and… guess what?" " What?", Robbie just asked. The Latina let out a loud sigh. " Well for one: Sikowitz said: ' Good actor, not such a good kisser.' When I asked him for an explanation, he just said:' I don't feel the passion at all, it's like you're kissing your brother.' And then, as if that wasn't enough already, Ryder…oh sorry: 'ROMEO', said: ' yeah, he's right. You can't kiss for shit.'
" O-kay, so that's why you came over here in the pouring rain? To tell me about two unimportant people insulting your kissing skills?" " Yes!", Tori exclaimed. " And Sikowitz is quite an important authority, when it comes to acting, as much as I hate to admit it.", the tan girl declared, in sheer frustration. " Sooo, what do you want me to do, tell him he was wrong?" " Exactly! I'm gonna kiss you in a minute and then, you're going to tell me exactly what you thought!" Robbie flinched a little, not quite used to this demanding tone, then asked: " Wha…" He couldn't finish his sentence, as in the next minute, there were two deliciously tender lips pressing themselves firmly against his.
For a while, he couldn't breathe: Tori Vega was actually kissing him! Then, after his mind kicked back into function, it only gave him one order: kiss her back! And so he did. After all, he only did that to help her… yeah, to help her. Not because, he wanted to explore every inch of her captivating red lips. He was quite shocked and nearly came round to opening his eyes, when a warm, nimble tongue slid past his lips and started caressing his own pink organ.
Once he'd gotten used to the feeling, he couldn't help himself, as he let out a soft moan. This only seemed to encourage his friend to deepen the kiss, as she grabbed a hold of his shirt and pulled him flush against her body. Robbie of course, couldn't stay behind, so he gently started caressing Tori's feather soft brown hair. He was this close to pushing her down on the bed, when suddenly all warmth disappeared. " Robbie, Robbie! Hey, open your eyes! The ventriloquist did as was requested, hereby getting a front row seat of a very flushed-looking Tori Vega. " So... I take it you liked it?"
A/N: So, I take it you liked it? Poor Robbie, getting his feelings thrown in his face like that… But it gets better…maybe…IF you REVIEW. Just joking, but… reviews are always nice.