Chapter nine – what now?
Her eyelids flickered open. She paused, before sitting up. He was asleep. Good. Smiling, Starfire watched her husband's chest rise up and down. He was so peaceful sleeping. The lines of worry usually etched into his forehead were gone, and a small smile was on his face. She kissed him gently, before climbing out of bed. She had reached the door when he woke.
"Star?" he asked drowsily. She smiled at him.
"I am just getting a drink of water." She replied. Robin nodded.
"Okay…" a few seconds later, he was back asleep. Starfire let out a sigh of relief. She hated waking Robin – it took him so long to get to sleep and he was usually up for hours after he had retired to bed. Floating up into the air, she drifted down the corridor. She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. This nightdress was far too skimpy. Robin had bought it for her one valentines. She giggled, blushing. The neck was low and the bottom was high. She recalled her reaction when she first tried it on…
"I believe he has purchased the wrong size…" she frowned, turning round in the mirror. "It is rather short…" Raven snorted loudly and Bee laughed.
"It's MEANT to be short. See, it clings to your figure. Shows off your curves." Bumblebee explained.
"So Robin bought me this because he merely wanted to see…?" Starfire trailed off, blushing. Raven glanced up from her book.
"If you think that is revealing, you should see some of the stuff Beast Boy has bought ME…"
Starfire chuckled, turning the corner. There, Bumblebee's room. She raised a hand to knock…
"Looking for me?"
"EEP!" Starfire span round, surprised. It was only Bee. She was standing behind her, hands on hips, probably returning from the toilet.
"Oh. Bee. It's you."
"Yeah. It's me." She raised an eyebrow, confused.
"Erm…What are you doing here?" Starfire asked, smiling somewhat nervously.
"This is my room. What are you doing here?"
"I-"
"No! Wait! I know! You've changed your mind and you want one of these?" Bumblebee whipped out the small box, seemingly from nowhere.
"Bumblebee! You know that I am not here to try one of those and I am not going to change my mind!" Starfire pushed the box away, shaking her head.
"Fine. Scaredy-cat." Starfire's eyes grew wide in surprise.
"Scaredy-cat?" she folded her arms.
"Hey, chill! Just teasin'!" Bee waved her hands submissively.
"No…please…what is this 'scaredy-cat'?" the African-American grinned.
"It means you're scared of doing somethin'." She replied. Starfire frowned.
"I am not scared of trying it, friend Bumblebee, I merely do not want to. I see no point." She stated, turning to go.
"Then why where you outside my door at this time in the morning?" Starfire sighed.
"I…wanted to check what size clothes you were. For a wedding gift. But now I have told you and it has ruined the surprise." Bumblebee stared at the floor, sheepish. Her friend had only meant well.
"Please try one?" she asked quietly. Starfire turned to her. She smiled, using a well known 'Raven' phrase.
"Will it get you off my back?" Bumblebee laughed.
"You can count on it."
