[Ok, for those of you that were wondering if this story was a star/robin
fic you're right, but the story needs to be built up more. So just be
patient with me a little bit longer ^-^]
Lune continued to make her way around the first floor of the tower, marveling at all the things she saw. She passed by the big screen TV about seven times before she finally returned to Robin and Starfire. She stood in front of them, smiling her sweet smile but then her expression changed. She began to look a little agitated, and she kept staring out the open entrance every now and then. Robin and Star just gave her blank stares as they pondered what she could be looking for.
"Well? Are you going to fetch my bags or what? I mean I am the guest here." She folded her arms and tapped her foot, waiting for their reply.
"Oh sure, you just make yourself at home, and I'll be right back."
Lune made her way into the kitchen while Robin walked out towards the entrance, figuring she only packed a couple of suitcases since she appeared to look small and fragile. To his amazement, the whole front deck of the tower was flooded with suitcases, stacked all on top of each other. They came in all shapes and sizes, although they were mainly huge. He stared in disbelief, and turned around to see if Star would help him but she had left. She must have seen the outlook before Robin came. He muttered angrily under his breath but began the long, and painful process, of carrying all of Lune's possessions up the stairs where the guest room was. As he paced back and forth from his journey, he would sometimes hear giggling in the distance.
"Lucky Star. While I'm out here being driven like a slave, she's in there talking with that little French cutie. Must be nice."
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Lune and Star were sitting around the table, gossiping and chatting about girl things. As Star noticed Robin going back and forth with the bundle of suitcases, she suddenly became a little bit quieter. Lune observed this and wondered what was wrong with Star. A moment ago she had been talking with her like they had been friends forever, but now she was withdrawn.
"Is something the matter Starfire? You look, how you Americans say 'bummed'."
"Well, to tell you the truth Lune, I am very much not happy right now. It is about...Robin."
"Oooh, a crush story? Tell me all about it!"
Starfire inched closer to Lune; she wanted to make sure that Robin didn't accidentally overhear this conversation. "I think that Robin does not appreciate me anymore. He never really notices me anymore like he used to."
"Hmmm...this is a problem, but it is not one that I cannot fix!" "Are you certain Lune? You can really help me?"
"Of course! I am French after all...but hush he is coming back."
Robin entered the kitchen, with his back hunched over a little. He viciously grabbed a chair next to Lune and plunked himself into it. He stared at her with a fierce perception in his eye. This made Lune feel uneasy and she scooted more towards Star, in an attempt to get away from Robin's eyes.
"Ok, now that the bags of torture are finally situated, do you mind telling me who you really are Lune? We never signed up for a foreign exchange student program so why were you dropped off at our doorstep?"
"Well, there was a writing contest at my school in France and the winner of it was allowed a free trip to the Titan Tower for the summer. I am that winner. An e-mail was sent to you... and could you stop staring at me like that, s'il vous plait?"
Robin got up from the chair, and stomped off into the living room, where the sound of the infamous video games could be heard. Lune sighed a breath of relief, and then started snickering.
"He'll be a tough case, but I think I can handle it." A faint tapping noise aroused in the background. Lune swiftly jumped out of her seat, and was staring around the room suspiciously. Her soft hue eyes had a strike of fear in them, and Star was getting a bad vibe from it all. She tried to get closer to Lune but she backed away in primal panic and was edging her way towards a corner of the kitchen. Star was getting worried.
"Lune, what is wrong?"
"Didn't you hear that?" She started panting, quietly at first but it grew louder as the minutes ticked by and the tapping noise could be heard more clearly. It seemed to be coming from one of the windows, but which one?
"Lune, it is perhaps just a tree branch scraping the window, there is nothing to fear."
Lune finally snapped to her senses and the tension in her body released. She trotted towards Star and fell into her comforting arms. She looked up at Star, whose face was filled with concern for her.
"Promise me you wont tell anyone I'm here Star. Please!" Her tone was edgy and scratchy, and Star could hear her heartbeat racing, like a racecar at the track.
"I promise, poor Lune. I promise."
[Getting good so far? Hope so, keep checking back for more discoveries about the mysterious Lune.]
Lune continued to make her way around the first floor of the tower, marveling at all the things she saw. She passed by the big screen TV about seven times before she finally returned to Robin and Starfire. She stood in front of them, smiling her sweet smile but then her expression changed. She began to look a little agitated, and she kept staring out the open entrance every now and then. Robin and Star just gave her blank stares as they pondered what she could be looking for.
"Well? Are you going to fetch my bags or what? I mean I am the guest here." She folded her arms and tapped her foot, waiting for their reply.
"Oh sure, you just make yourself at home, and I'll be right back."
Lune made her way into the kitchen while Robin walked out towards the entrance, figuring she only packed a couple of suitcases since she appeared to look small and fragile. To his amazement, the whole front deck of the tower was flooded with suitcases, stacked all on top of each other. They came in all shapes and sizes, although they were mainly huge. He stared in disbelief, and turned around to see if Star would help him but she had left. She must have seen the outlook before Robin came. He muttered angrily under his breath but began the long, and painful process, of carrying all of Lune's possessions up the stairs where the guest room was. As he paced back and forth from his journey, he would sometimes hear giggling in the distance.
"Lucky Star. While I'm out here being driven like a slave, she's in there talking with that little French cutie. Must be nice."
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Lune and Star were sitting around the table, gossiping and chatting about girl things. As Star noticed Robin going back and forth with the bundle of suitcases, she suddenly became a little bit quieter. Lune observed this and wondered what was wrong with Star. A moment ago she had been talking with her like they had been friends forever, but now she was withdrawn.
"Is something the matter Starfire? You look, how you Americans say 'bummed'."
"Well, to tell you the truth Lune, I am very much not happy right now. It is about...Robin."
"Oooh, a crush story? Tell me all about it!"
Starfire inched closer to Lune; she wanted to make sure that Robin didn't accidentally overhear this conversation. "I think that Robin does not appreciate me anymore. He never really notices me anymore like he used to."
"Hmmm...this is a problem, but it is not one that I cannot fix!" "Are you certain Lune? You can really help me?"
"Of course! I am French after all...but hush he is coming back."
Robin entered the kitchen, with his back hunched over a little. He viciously grabbed a chair next to Lune and plunked himself into it. He stared at her with a fierce perception in his eye. This made Lune feel uneasy and she scooted more towards Star, in an attempt to get away from Robin's eyes.
"Ok, now that the bags of torture are finally situated, do you mind telling me who you really are Lune? We never signed up for a foreign exchange student program so why were you dropped off at our doorstep?"
"Well, there was a writing contest at my school in France and the winner of it was allowed a free trip to the Titan Tower for the summer. I am that winner. An e-mail was sent to you... and could you stop staring at me like that, s'il vous plait?"
Robin got up from the chair, and stomped off into the living room, where the sound of the infamous video games could be heard. Lune sighed a breath of relief, and then started snickering.
"He'll be a tough case, but I think I can handle it." A faint tapping noise aroused in the background. Lune swiftly jumped out of her seat, and was staring around the room suspiciously. Her soft hue eyes had a strike of fear in them, and Star was getting a bad vibe from it all. She tried to get closer to Lune but she backed away in primal panic and was edging her way towards a corner of the kitchen. Star was getting worried.
"Lune, what is wrong?"
"Didn't you hear that?" She started panting, quietly at first but it grew louder as the minutes ticked by and the tapping noise could be heard more clearly. It seemed to be coming from one of the windows, but which one?
"Lune, it is perhaps just a tree branch scraping the window, there is nothing to fear."
Lune finally snapped to her senses and the tension in her body released. She trotted towards Star and fell into her comforting arms. She looked up at Star, whose face was filled with concern for her.
"Promise me you wont tell anyone I'm here Star. Please!" Her tone was edgy and scratchy, and Star could hear her heartbeat racing, like a racecar at the track.
"I promise, poor Lune. I promise."
[Getting good so far? Hope so, keep checking back for more discoveries about the mysterious Lune.]