Summary: Starfire starts a journal, and for one full week, upon Raven's advice, she seduces Robin into like her, writing down everything that happens.
Rating: T--(Sorry for the mistake)
Standard Disclaimers Apply.
Author's Note: To all my readers: On weekends I won't update. Usually. Weekends are very busy for me, (especially the one coming up) so unless my parents decided to go out or something along with my brother, (fat chance) you'll just have to wait 'till next week. Also, on my last update, I just realized something. The time says 4:25 am. That is Waaaay off. Starfire always rights in her journal during the evening. My mistake came from me thinking about what time Starfire should wake up and bump into Robin... forgive me. Lol.
SEDUCING THE BOY WONDER
By: The Inevitable Remy
Wedensday, April 3, 8:00 pm
Dear You,
This journal entry is coming in handy as the days go on, I must say. My seduction plan has come to a screeching, flailing, miserable stop, but you know what You, i'm okay with that. Because i've come up with a marvelous plan. A stupid one, but marvelous.Okay. So when Robin and Kitty-- Well, let me start from the beginning, won't you?
Right after Kitty and Killer Moth cut the transmission, Kitty suddenly reappeared to set date and time and place. (Remember: this took place on Tuesday) she said we'd all go to dinner at a fancy french resteraunt on Wednesday at 6:30. Sharp. (Please, forgive me if I used this "sharp" term unwisely. I'm still rather confused. I still cannot understand how one would sharpen time.) Then she started to kiss the screen, which got real old, real fast.
"Okay, Team," said Robin, looking rather ill. "You've got your assignment dates. Tomorrow you'll--"
"Wait man," cut in Cybrog. "Why not let us do it now, so then you'll have a chance of not going on the date at all?"
I have to say, this was a good idea on Cyborg's part. But it only took Robin a split-second to shoot it down.
"No. Kittie's bound to have some sort of survellance on you guys. I'm sure she knows she's going to lose this, but, I get the feeling she just wants a cheap date. And if miss bitch-face wants a date, Oh--" here Robin looked rather...scary, "miss bitch-face will get a date."
I couldn't help but giggle. Though Beastboy, Cyborg, and Raven looked at me oddly so I had to turn it into a roaring cough. They couldn't help smiling to themselves, though, You, so I know better.
For the rest of Yesterday I stayed in my room, thinking about the upcoming date. And the more I thought about it, the more I got upset. And I promised Robin I wouldn't do anything foolish on the date, so instead of getting upset and and letting plans to torture Kitty ran rampent in my mind, I decided to do something productive.
Cyborg was out in the T's garage, installing something in the T-car of which I cannot pronounce for the life of me.
"It's something to update the car's interior booster rods from under the main engine core. Peice of cake, Star." Cyborg was saying. Though as I mentioned before, it went over my head. The only part of his little speech I gathered was something about cake.
"You've got cake, Cyborg? Oh, may I have some? I'm afraid i've never had cake, and I heard it was most delicous." I said, clasping my hands together.
Cyborg rolled out from under the car and gave me an odd look. "It was an expression, Star. I don't really have cake."
I sort of gathered this from the look he gave me. Deflated, but not popped, I added-- "Well, Cyborg, I hope you do well on, your...uh, booster softener--"
Cyborg sighed, slightly irked, I could tell. "Booster Rods, star. Booster RODS." he gave me one last glance before he rolled himself back under the car, clearly not needing my assistance.
This is where I exited, my face burning slightly. I hate making a fool of myself. I always come off as either cute, naive, or just plain stupid. And i'm not! I'm really not. At my home planet Tamaran, I was quite charming, and "aced" all of my school studies.
After gathering my witts back, I decided to help Beastboy with the laundry. He was always assigned laundry, partly because he was actually pretty good at it. And he took it seriously, too.
"Hello, Beastboy," I said as I walked into the laundry room. Beastboy gave a little screech, apparently not expecting anyone, and then said, "Jesus, give me a heart attack, Star."
I ended up telling myself that Beastboy didn't want a heart attack, it was just another one of Earth's odd expressions. Beastboy was slowly pooring little white soap down the washing machine...thing, while adding colored shirts.
"Beastboy," I said, walking further up to him, "will you teach me to do laundry?" I asked, giving him one of my best smiles. He glaced at me, raised an eyebrow, and then sighed.
"Can't reall say no to that face..." he murmered. Then, "Sure, Star. I guess I could teach you a few things about laundry." He sat on a little blue plastic laundry basket, and pulled up a Red one for myself. I sat down.
"First off. You need to always sort the clothes." he said, looking at me straight in eye, not a trace of the usual funny, obnoxious beastboy on his face. He pointed to a pile of clothes that were bright with colors like red and orange and yellow and green. Next he pointed to a pile of white clothes. "Never, ever mix the white from the brights, alright? One time Robin did the laundry, and all my white shirts looked Tie-dye." he said, rolling his eyes upward. I faintly remembered this. Robin, If I remember correctly didn't seem sorry in the least. He had been quite amused.
"If you ever, ever, ever ever mix the whites from the brights, i'll have to kick your perky butt. It's like...a sin, for me Star. They cannot mix." he said.
I nodded, my eyes burning from not blinking. "Right, I said. Do not mix the Colors and Brights."
Beastboy nearly had a heart attack. Again. "WHITES AND BRIGHTS, STAR. WHITES AND BRIGHTS." He clutched his chest where the heart was. I made an apologetic face.
"Right. Sorry. Whites and Brights. Whites and Brights." I said thank you for Beastboy's most intruiging lesson, (he had only grunted and began folding uniforms) and left him to his business.
I had the rest of the day and half of the next day until the date. What was I to do...? I walked into the main room, planning on finding a tub of icecream and watch my favorite move Dirty Dancing, when to my suprise I saw Raven hovering in the center of the room. I quietly tip-toed over to her.
"What is it, Starfire?" she barked suddenly. I jumped and swished over in front of her, grinning toothily.
"Friend Raven, I was hoping that you would allow me to join you in the meditation." I said, beaming. Raven opened one eye, lifted and eyebrow, and said-- "Um, sure, Star. If that's what you want."
I nodded, then took my place beside her, placing my hands on my knees. It was only a moment before Raven spoke-- "So, how has your day been so far?" she asked, trying to make conversation. I was grateful.
"Oh, well, after the incident with Kitty and Killer Moth, I helped Cyborg work on the T-car with his Booster Rods, and then Beastboy taught me a lesson about sorting the Colors from Brights."
"Whites From Brights, Star," came a voice behind them. Starfire turned and saw Beastboy walk cross the room, a basket of clothes in his arms.
"Uh, yes. Whites from Brights." said Starfire after Beastboy left the room.
Well, You, after Meditating with Raven we had dinner, then we watched a few of Beastboy's monster movies, and then I finally went to bed. At the end of the night, however, I realized something. All through the day I had done stuff with my friends, but it didn't really keep me from thinking about Kitty and Robin and their date. It had been in the back of my mind, even if I wanted to denie it. So, that's when I came up with my plan. My marvelous, stupid plan. I decided to use the skills Raven had already taught me, to make Kitty jealous. I wouldn't let her walk all over me. I wouldn't let her shove her date with Robin in my face. I was going to make the date interesting. So, I slept on this, You.And I knew what I was going to do was going to be right.
The whole day today i've been thinking about the date, You. As every hour passed, I could feel my palms tingle and little beads of sweat forming on my forehead. When the time came for Robin to knock on my door to see if I was ready, I was a wreck. But, I didn't look it. I pulled my hair up, I applied just a whiff of make-up, I wore comfortable low-rise jeans and a fitted dark-purple t-shirt. He looked positively stunned.
"Star, you look..." as he trailed off thinking about what he was going to say next, I quickly scanned him. He always wore jeans, with a white t-shirt underneath a black jacket. He still wore his mask. "--gorgeous." he finished, and I felt myself blush. I took his arm.
"You don't look too bad yourself, Boy Wonder," I said, and we both walked to the R-cycle, where Robin took me to the resteraunt.
The night was cool and breezy the sun setting sending pinks and oranges in all directions. As I hopped off the bike, there was a sudden girly shriek in front of us. Kitty was standing at the entrance of the Resteraunt, right next to a very large potted plant. She was wearing a small black dress. A red purse tucked at her armpit.
"Oh, Robbie!" she exclaimed as she rushed over. She stumbled for a moment, her thin black heels catching a knick in the concrete, but it didn't stop her from throwing herself in Robin's arms. She burried her face in his chest, squeezing him. Robin caught my eyes and gave me a secret glance of revoltion. I grinned.
After hugging Robin for a moment, she turned to me, looking at me up and down distastefully. Her hand was still on Robin's chest. "Nice fasion statement, Alien." she sneered. She she pulled Robin by the front of the shirt, and they both stumbled into the resteraunt, me following pitifully.
After the waiter seated us, ( and I know that i'm falling madly for Robin, but I couldn't help notcing how cute the waiter was, with his curly brown hair and green eyes) Robin ordered a beer, and Kitty ordered an alcoholic drink that I was unfamiliar with.
"Yes," she had said to the waiter, playfully flirting with him. "I'd like a..." she scanned the menu, then glanced seductively at Robin. "actually i'd like an Orgasm on the Beach, please."
Hearing this, Robin started coughing furiously.
"Oh, Robin, are you alright?" asked Kitty after the waiter left, ( my order was wine. I wanted to seem like I knew what I was doing!) She patted him on the back a few times, then her hand suddenly swooped from his back, to his shoulder, down his arm, to the inside of his leg.
I clenched my teeth, adverting from their little fiasco to the waiter, who was standing with a few other's talking and chatting. He glanced at me and winked. I blushed.
"UH, UM, I'M GOING TO GO USE THE BATHROOM," said Robin. suddenly. He threw me a worried glance, before stumbling off to the bathroom. He accidentally bumped into waitress on the way.
"That Robin is such a hunk, isn't he Starfire?" said Kitten after Robin left. I was slightly stunned that she used my name. I don't think i've ever heard her use it before.
I nodded absentmindidly, still looking at Waiter. He was talking to his friends, but all the while he was looking at me, grinning. "Yeah, a hunk." I said suddenly. Then Kitty shrieked.
"Oh, My, Gawd! You like that waiter, don't you?" Kitty started to laugh. Her laugh was really loud, and people from other tables glanced at us, scowling. I wanted to melt into the booth.
"What's the punchline?" asked Robin as he slid in beside Kitten. Kitten looked at Robin, gave me a look, before she pointed to the waiter. "Starfire has like, the hugest crush on that waiter over there." giggled Kitten.
Robin glanced at the waiter. His eyes narrowed, and he started to frown. "Him?" he asked and he looked at me.
"No, Kitten is just--"
"Oh, don't lie, Starfire. I saw you staring at his ass. You like it, don't you?"
She was purposely hurting the relationship I had with Robin, and she knew it.
"Kitten, stop it. Or so help me I will---" Kitten pulled out the trigger from the inside of her purse. She narrowed her eyes at me, and said coldly, "One more word from you, Alien, and you and your precious superhero team will have a huge delima on your hands. Don't tempt me."
I stared at the Trigger, then at Robin, who's eyes were wide as he shook his head ever so slowly at me.
This is where, You, that I knew my plan was not going to work. I couldn't put the people in Jump City at risk, just because of my jealousy problems with Kitty.
I sighed, defeated, and slumped into my seat. Kitty grinned, then latched herself on to Robin's arm, who was looking miserable by the minute.
"Can I take your orders?" said our waiter as he slid up to our booth. He gave another wink at me. I mustered up a smile. But i'm afraid it turned into a grimace instead.
"Yes, i'd like the ceaser salad, if you will? With a sprinkle of almonds, parsely, and blue cheese, if that's alright? Oh, and can I have a side of peaches, if you have them? And don't forget the rolls. Can't have a a ceaser salad without rolls, can you?" finished Kitten.
The waiter wrote down her order furiously, trying to catch everything she said.
"And you?" he turned to Robin, who thrusted his menu at the waiter his dislike prominent on his features. "I'm not hungry." he muttered, folding his arms over his chest.
Was I not the only one with jealousy issues?
Suddenly Kitten was sneering into his ear-- "pick something to eat." she whispered.
The waiter looked confused.
"No." Robin growled, staring straight ahead.
"Do it, or i'll push the trigger."
A few tense moments passed. Then Robin snatched his menu from the waiter, glanced at it, and said, " i'll have the roasted chicken with the honey mustard." The waiter proceeded to write it down.
Kitty giggled, and suddenly landed a big wet kiss on Robin's cheek. Robin wrenched his face away.
"And you, my dear?" said the waiter, turning to me. I blushed, and handed him my menu. He managed to brush his fingers against mine.
"I'll...uh...i'll have, um..." I stammered my eyes locked on the waiter.
"What-will-you-have-Starfire-?" said Robin through gritted teeth. The waiter continued to waiter for my answer, smiling with a raised eyebrow.
"Um, i'll have the same as Robin." I said.
Robin seemed pleased at this. "She said she'll have the same as me." he repeated.
Suddenly Kitty said, "Actually, excuse me. Could you chance my order? I'd also like the same as Robin." she nuzzled Robin's kneck.
The waiter looked at me, then Robin, then Kitten.
"Uh, alright. Coming right up." he said. He walked away.
"What was THAT about, Star?" blurted Robin, staring at me. I glanced up.
"What do you mean, Robin?"
"That--that THING, you had with the waiter. With the eyes and the fingers--"
"I'm telling you," said Kitten, her voice muffled as she started to kiss and lick Robin's kneck. "She has the hugest crush on him."
Robin groaned and pulled himself out of Kitten's grasp. Kitten pouted a bit.
"Here're your drinks. You're food will be out momentarily." said the Waiter. He slid Robin his beer, who muttered, "Finally." Then Kitten's Orgasm on the Beach, and finally my wine. I sipped it, the bitter taste washing down my throat. It wasn't good, but it wasn't horrible either.
Kitten also sipped on her drink, smacking her lips loudly.
"Hmmm," she said, her eyes rolling up. "This is so good." she set her drink down and turned to me. "I'm sure you've never had an Orgasm on the Beach?" Then she paused. "Well, i'm sure you've never had the real thing either."
"Kitten that's enough." said Robin, his face slightly red for some reason. Kitten looked at Robin then me.
"Robbie-poo, can I have a kiss?" she asked, her voice tight and sincere sounding, her eyes pleading. Robin rolled his eyes, and pecked Kitten on the cheek. Kitten opened her eyes. "Uh-huh," she said. She grabbed Robin's front and pulled him closer to her. "I want a real kiss. Tounge and all."
I couldn't help but gasp and stand up, my eyes and hands firing up. "YOU ARE A MEAN, MEAN GIRL!" I shrieked. The entire resteraunt quieted down, watching us. Kitten looked up at me, and whispered frantically, "You sit down right now, Alien, or i'll push this goddamn button."
Slowly, I let my eyes and hands power down, and I sat back down.
Kitten turned back to Robin. "Now about that kiss..." she said. She pulled Robin forward, licking her lips. Robin also move forward, yet very very slowly, with his face contorted in disgust.
Suddenly his T-comm beeped. Robin sighed happily, wrenched out of kitten's grip, and flip it open.
"Robin here."
"Robin. Good news. We've disabled all explosive device. From here to Gotham City. You and Star are free."
"Cy you have the best timing in the world," said Robin. He flipped closed the T-comm, stood up, came around to my side and pulled me up with him.
"OH, NO. I WANT A KISS, I WANT A KISS RIGHT NOW!' shrieked Kitten. She pulled out her trigger and pressed the button over and over.
"Sorry, Kitten. You've no control over us anymore. Your explosives have been disabled. We're done here."
Kitten stood up, and gave very loud, very long scream. During the scream, Robin and I ran out of the resteraunt, holding hands and giggling all the way.
So that's how the date went, You. Pretty incrediable, huh? If only I could've hatched my plan. Oh well.
Starfire