(A/N: In case you didn't read the last prompt, this will be a combination of two prompts, 9 and 24. Number 9 is a Robin/Starfire songfic and number 24 is a pop-punk song from the early 2000s. I decided to combine them because the song I plan to use in this just happens to be a pop-punk song from the early 2000s.
I'm just gonna say this now, in case I forget later, but this will be the last prompt that I will personally write for a while because I have a few other stories that seriously need my attention. I'm writing a bunch of new stories while writing chapters for a bunch of existing stories, so, yeah, I'm pretty busy.)
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Robin was sitting alone in his room after a long night of following up on some new leads for a new case. So far the leads were nothing but a bunch of dead ends.
It was just after five in the morning and the sun would be coming up in just a half an hour. He figured that he should be getting some sleep, but with this new case and all the dead ends still fresh on his mind, it would be near impossible for him to get some rest.
While thinking of what to do as the time flies by, he starts to look around his room. He glanced at everything he had, including his punching bag, the mu ren zhuang, and even some pictures he had hanging on his walls. His eyes suddenly freeze on one particular picture, it was one of him and Starfire holding hands.
He smiled softly at it and slowly closed his eyes as he relished the memory of the day that picture was taken…
He, Starfire, and Beast Boy were walking out of a movie theater after watching an action/comedy film. The film was about a comedian who had lost everything and turned to a life of crime to support himself. The protagonist later meets a state trooper and they begin a relationship after she 'forgot' to write him up after finding evidence of an illegal gambling ring. The ending was surprisingly tragic; the man and his girlfriend were trapped in between a notorious gangster and his men, the man tried to protect his girlfriend and ended up dying just as a SWAT team arrived and rounded up all the perpetrators.
Starfire had clung to him the entire climax of the film and Beast Boy turned into a mouse and hid underneath his seat towards the end. He nearly broke down after watching how the protagonist lost everything and embraced the criminal life. Oddly, it made him feel a strange combination of nostalgia and fear.
He and Starfire held hands as they walked out of the theater and he peaked her cheek just as they walked out the door. Beast Boy ran ahead of them and he took out a camera and snapped a picture of them when he saw how they were looking at each other.
He slowly opened his eyes and sighed lovingly at the memory. It was probably one of the first times they had ever showed their affection in public like that.
He then spotted something round on the floor, he stood up from his bed and went over to pick it up. It was a CD. He turned in over to the front side, it read, "Simple Plan" and had a broken heart, a frowning face, and a storm cloud all in red while the rest of it was black.
He knew what it was, it was Simple Plan's debut album, "No Helmets, No Pads...Just Balls", he had bought it just three days before he left Gotham City for Jump City. At first, he never thought that he would like the type of music Simple Plan plays, but this CD proved him wrong and he found himself listening to it multiple times over. He had listened to it a few times after they had finished building the Tower, but hadn't listened to it in a while.
He took out his old portable CD player and put it in. He sat back down on his bed, put his headphones on and laid down. He closed his eyes and relaxed to some of the songs that played.
Then, one of his favorite songs on the album, "My Alien" started to play.
I'm sick of being alone
When are you coming home?
Just a glimpse of your face
I can remember smelling your hair,
I'll meet you anywhere
Somewhere no one can retrace,
Somewhere where no one will know our faces.
She has two arms to hold me
And four legs to wrap around me.
She's not your typical girlfriend,
She's my alien.
My alien.
For reasons unclear to him, he suddenly started to think of Starfire. She was always there for him, even when he was obsessing over a new case
He could vividly remember one time when he was so focused on trying to discover the true identity of Slade and he had gotten violent with his teammates whenever they interrupted him. One night, Starfire came into the dimly lit investigation room and found him on the floor, on his hands and knees, looking at a massive web of dead end leads and potential theories. She tried to get him away from it and he snapped at her. He tried to force her away, but she embraced him and he instantly calmed down when he smelled her hair. It was a scent that he was all too familiar with and it was unique to only her.
She knows when something is wrong
'She does,' he thought in agreement to the lyrics.
When something doesn't belong
She can read my mind
'She can, she really can.'
And she can be assured that with me
There is no conspiracy
She's not wasting her time
She can take me to the place that she calls home
He definitely remembered the time when she was called back to Tamaran to be married. The whole thing was actually conspired all by Blackfire, her older sister, who had escaped from jail and became the ruler of the planet.
He almost laughed at how jealous he was when they were all introduced to her "fiancé". He was filled with so much jealousy that day that he was certain his head was hot enough to melt his hair gel.
In a spaceship that will someday be my own
Please take me to your leader
Tell her I will surrender
I will surrender
'No,' he thought angrily, opening his eyes and narrowing them, glaring up at the ceiling. 'I will not, no, I will never surrender.'
The only reason he would ever surrender would be for the sake of the ones he cares for, but he would never stop fighting, never stop planning, never give up.
She has two arms to hold me
And four legs to wrap around me
She's not your typical girlfriend
She's my alien
My alien
My alien
My alien
My alien
My alien
She has two arms to hold me
And four legs to wrap around me
She's not your typical girlfriend
She has two arms to hold me
And four arms to wrap around me
She's not your typical girlfriend
(My alien)
I bought the astronaut's kit
Now all I need's a rocket
My love, intergalactic friend
My alien
When the song finished, he turned off his CD player and took off his headphones. He was about to put them away when he heard a knock at his door.
"Come in," he called out to the person behind the door as he put his music player away.
The door opened, revealing his love, his intergalactic best friend and girlfriend, Starfire. "Good morning, Robin," she beamed, her tan cheeks faintly tinted pink.
He grinned back at her, "Good morning, Star."
He inhaled sharply and took in the sight of the girl in front of him. She was dressed in her usual clothes, rays of the rising sun beamed through his windows and highlighted the shape of her body. Her red hair shined beautifully in the sunlight and the bright rays bounced off her skin, giving her skin a radiant glow.
She notices him staring at her and not moving from his position. "Is everything alright, Robin?" she asked.
He snapped out of his state and responded, almost stuttering out of shock and nervousness, "Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry."
She still stood in the doorway, just standing there and looking back at him as he looked at her. He walked over to her and soon stood in front of her. He grabbed her hands, pulled her closer to him and inside his room, the door closed as soon as he did. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into an embrace.
She was surprised by this but said nothing in protest to anything. She almost flinched in shock when he moved one hand to start caressing her soft, garnet colored hair.
After what felt like hours of being frozen in the same position, he finally closed the gap between them. She was a little taken back by this, but quickly melted into it and kissed him back.
The song's lyrics still echo in his head and he agreed with them. He knew that as long as he has her with him, he would never be alone and would never feel or be lonely. Because she was his love; she was his life; she was his alien.
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(A/N: So, what do you think? Did I do a good job with this? This was my first official song-fic, so sorry if I didn't do very well. I don't read song-fics every day but I do enjoy them.
I feel like the song I used in this is the best song for Robin and Starfire. Not just because Starfire is an alien and Robin is a human, but also because Scott Menville (the voice of Robin) likes to listen to punk rock and one of Simple Plan's genres is punk rock. If you disagree with me and think that they're a garbage band (just an FYI, say that they're a shit band and you will regret it), listen to the songs "Shut Up!", "Me Against the World", and "I'm Just A Kid."
There appears to be some kind of miscommunication, what part of "we're [plural] going to write stories" don't you guys understand?! Did you seriously not read the list of prompts? It's too much for me to do on my own! I'm one person, no beta reader, no partner or sibling to help me with these. So far, only two people seem to get it. You people need to understand that focusing on just one story is hard when you five or six other stories that are ten times more popular. Totally not kidding. Some of the stories that I personally hate are extremely popular, so if the people want it, they get it. Simple.
For those of you who are lazy or thought I was kidding, this will be the last time I write something for this for a while. Sorry, but stories like "Interstellar Roots" and "Out Here On The Other Side" need some serious attention. If you want to check them out you can.)