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Chapter 19: Into the Flame.


"Gar, I'm not pregnant."

"What?" His lips tightened. "But, we tried so hard."

"Don't act like you're giving up," she snapped. The floor creaked underneath her feet, as she sat on the bed beside him. "For some couples, it takes years to make a baby."

"I know," he whispered. "I guess, I was getting ahead of myself."

"We'll see a doctor who can help us." Her arms wrapped themselves around his waist. "It'll make things easier for the both of us."

"What am I doing?" He puffed out his chest like a lion. "I'm the man here! I'm supposed to be comforting you!"

She frowned, "So, when do we call the doctor?"

"As soon as possible," he responded.


"This is the cup that cursed you?" The thing defiantly looked harmless; there was nothing that could even show it had any significant value.

"Yes," Robin growled. "That would be it."

A few customers glanced at the cup curiously before walking away. "The writing on the cup looks like it was made out of a humorous gesture, not out of malice."

"You saw what that paper box did to that window," he scowled. "Don't tell me that, that just happened to be some weird coincidence."

"That's not what I'm saying," Jinx mumbled. 'By Gods, he does have a temper.' "I just wanted to point that out to you."

"Are you getting any ideas about, how to do the breaking of the curse, Madame Jinx?" There was a moments silence from Jinx, so Kori opened her mouth to repeat the question.

"I heard it the first time, Ms. Anders." The redhead looked taken aback by Jinx's actions. Normally, people were quite kind to her. "Yes, I do have a idea."

"Hurry, I got a big meeting tomorrow!" They turned to glare at each other with angry eyes. "This curse could ruin my flourishing career."

"We could try destroying the cup!" It was a pity to destroy it. She liked to keep her cursed items as souvenirs, after she finished a case. "That is a common cure for a curse."

"How are we supposed to do that?" It would take extreme heat to melt the metal, and neither of them could cultivate that temperature without equipment. "It looks like it's made of solid gold."

"I have a friend who makes glass figurines." She pocketed the golden cup. "He should be able to melt the cup into nothingness."

"Friend, does this mean that you're cursed also?" Kori asked. It worried her; it was not fair that her new friend would become cursed too.

"Yep, it sure does."

"You sound worried," he grumbled. They slowly ambled towards Jinx's automobile, and swung themselves inside.

"It gives me a extra incentive to solve the case." With a loud, 'BANG' a rainstorm of flying cardboard boxes engulfed the car.

"At least, I didn't get hit this time." The window on Richard's side had been left down, due to the heated sun. Unluckily enough, a small box managed to get inside and collide with Richard's head.

The pony-tailed girl could not contain her sniggering, and Kori also gave a small smile. It was her fiancé getting pelted by boxes, but it was a rather odd sight. "Bad luck, Richard."

"This is no time to be laughing." His words brought on new snorts of amusement. 'At least, I got Kori to smile. Her smile could make anyone's day better.'

"My apologies for laughing, Fiancé Robin!" Her hands softly touched his head. "Is there anything I can do to assist you?"

"No, it's fine Kori."

She giggled, "I am glad that you seem less incensed."

"As soon as you two stop sending goo-goo eyes at each other," Jinx smirked. "We can get this show on the road."

"Let's just get this over with." She placed the key in the ignition, and drove down the black road. The motor on the large, yellow hummer easily took to the road. They arrived at the figurine making factory in record time.

"What's this guy's name, anyway?" The place was small and fragile looking. Every part of the building was made from glass, except for the building residing out back.

"His name doesn't matter." She motioned for them to follow her to the back building. There feet pounded against the gravel in the parking lot. "Everyone calls him Kid Flash."

"What," Richard chuckled. "Does he wear spandex too?"

"Probably," she smirked. "It defiantly wouldn't surprise me."

"Friend Jinx, it appears that you are not quite fond of Kid Flash." 'I hope this question isn't to personal, but I wish to know of her hostility.

"You'll understand my resentment when we get there."

They entered the brick housing, and were overcome by a heat wave. Richard asked, "how can people work in this kind of heat?"

"It's not that tough." They jumped in surprise, and found themselves face to face with Kid Flash. His eyes twinkled with amusement. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"That's why they call him Kid Flash," Jinx added.

"I'm Kori," she said. They shook hands abruptly, then pulled away. "Will you be my friend."

"Sure," Kid Flash smiled. "What can I help you with, Jinx baby?"

"First off, don't call me that." Her slightly pale face began to blush. "And, secondly, don't look at me like that. You know, I don't like it."

"All right, all right." He winked at Kori and Richard, "she digs me."

"Deciding to ignore his comment, she pulled out the golden cup. He looked slightly curious, but his eyes didn't show much emotion. "Can you melt this?"

"Yeah," he smirked. "If you go on a date with me."

"Not if you were the last man on earth," she scowled.

"I've been asking her for years," he explained. "You would think that she would eventually give in to her sensual desires, but nope."

She grumbled, "I have absolutely no 'sensual' feelings, towards you."

"I beg to differ." She scowled and crossed her arms. With a sigh, he eyed the cup again.

"Let's just get a move on," Jinx snapped. "Rich boy here, has a important meeting."

"Okay, let's see what I can do." The cup fit perfectly on the edge of his sharp prong, and he placed it in the roaring pity of fiery madness.

"This will take a few minutes," he said. "So, me and Jinxie here can spend some quality time together."

She moaned, this really wasn't her day. "Oh Goodie."

"Don't be so angry." The heat was getting a little to intense for her, and she rubbed some sweat off of her forehead. "Are you hot and sweaty, because of the furnace or because of me?"

"Defiantly ain't you."


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