Belt Loops of Love

Chapter 2: Fairy Dust and Unicorn Farts

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Robin's POV

It was a bit slow today at the shop, but then again it was Sunday. No one in town wanted to shop on Sunday in case someone from the two churches would see them. The gossip would spread like wildfire in this town. I was considered the town harlot just because I worked here and Mickey was the Madame for owning this place. Nor Mickey or I cared what anyone thought about us.

I was leaning on the counter resting my head on one hand while I twirled a cock ring around my finger. I was twirling it faster until it took off from my finger. Right when it took off, Mickey walked in from the back office. It would've hit her if she didn't use her impressive ninja skills to dodge.

"Well, hello." She laughed when she dodged, "Happy to see me?"

"Sorry Mick, it didn't mean for it to reach lift off." I apologized.

"It's cool." She used up the cock ring and put it back onto display, "You seem like you have a lot on your mind today."

"Just bored is all." I replied, "Well maybe I have a little on my mind." I finally admitted after she gave me her infamous 'really' also known as her 'duh' look.

"Is it about that blue-eyed chiseled god that you got stuck in the elevator with three weeks ago?" Mickey questioned. She put some dildos back in their proper places and straightening the condom racks.

"Yea, I know it's weird but I feel like he and I…connected him in that elevator." I felt weird for saying it, but it felt true. I really did feel like I connected in some way to him. I never was so open to talking to people, I usually would stay back while everyone else did all the talking, but I opened up to him so easily. I felt like he was the same way.

"I completely understand, I would have 'connected' with him too." Mickey smirked at me. I knew she was just kidding with me. Mickey was never the time to just fall into 'bed' with a random guy. Right now she was waiting for her divorce to finalize and raise her kids. She said she didn't have time to sleep around or date.

"Mickey! I have no idea what you're talking about." I looked away as the blush took over my face.

"Uh-huh. Whatever you say, love." Mickey's smirk widened, "Now if you excuse me, I have to kick out that shoplifter." I looked at the TV screen that was connected to the cameras above. I was too busy thinking about Daryl and talking to Mickey that I didn't notice some guy shoving a 10 inch long dildo down his pants.

I watched on camera as Mickey approached the man, pulling the dildo out of his pants. Gosh, she looked so fierce on camera. I'm so glad she never got mad at me like that. Mickey was a goddess to be feared and worshiped for her beauty. She could eat any man alive who crossed her, spit him out, and then pick her teeth with his bones, all while looking fabulous. She was not a woman to cross, but she was also one of the sweetest person I knew.

I didn't quite hear what she said to the man, she must have been talking quietly to him. That's another thing about Mickey, she was loud (like most Southern women all the time) but when she spoke softly to people, shit was about to go down. The second she released the man, he shot out of the store like a bat out of hell. I doubt I'd ever see him in the store again.

"Hey Robin, could you run over to the diner and get us some food? I'm starving." Mickey asked appearing from the many shelves.

"Sure thing! Whatcha want?" I hopped down from my stool eagerly. I could never say no to some yummy food.

"A cheese burger with everything on it, a large fry, and a large sweet tea." Mickey dug a twenty out of her wallet and handed to me.

I left the store passing my one of the churches. I felt there eyes on me the whole time, judging me. Church people were the reason I didn't go to church, I never felt welcome even in the House of God. Yes, I am a Christian who doesn't like other Christians-very Christian don't ya think?

I walked past the church parking lot, a Dollar General, and lastly into the Little Slice of Heaven diner. It was pretty busy today, but luckily I was just grabbing and going. Well that's what I wanted to do; I ordered our food, along with my own cheeseburger that was only meat, cheese, and ketchup. I got a few strange looks from that, people thought my eating habits were weird. They thought it was stranger when I piled French fries into the burger. If they thought that was odd, they should see my mashed potatoes rollovers. I pretty much heap globs of mashed potatoes on one slice of bread and eat it. It's so yummy. Not even get me started on chicken strip mashed potato sandwich. My mouth is watering now.

While I was thinking about my crazy taste buds, I barely noticed the entire diner go silent. I looked up from my feet and looked around. I followed everyone's gaze on one figure that just walked in; it was the man from the elevator. Daryl! He looked so sexy in a pair of oil stained work overalls. Oh, how I wish it was only him and I in this place…and that he wouldn't call the police after I was done molesting him. That would be great.

After I stopped drooling over him, it suddenly dawned on me. Everyone got quiet when he walked in. Why did everyone get quiet? The looks they were giving him were so hateful and a bit fearful. Yea, the guy looked a bit rough around the edges and he got hot-tempered at the lady at the front desk, but surely he couldn't be all that bad.

He scowled at all the people, his eyes sweeped over everyone until they stopped on me. His eyes widened in shock seeing me but that was the only emotion he really showed. I sent him a friendly eye. I thought he smirked and a gleam in his eyes for a second before he quickly replaced it by a scowl.

He marched right up to the front counter and gruffly ordered a chicken sandwich. He paid for his meal then stood off beside me while he waited. I smiled, he could have chosen anywhere to stand in the whole restaurant, but he chose to stay by me. Mmm, I could smell him from where I stood, he smelled like manly musk and motor oil. It smelt better than any cologne. Gosh, I'm such a creeper, smelling this man I hardly knew.

I wanted to say something, but what? Think, Robin, think! "Umm…hi!" I smiled. He turned to me scowling. He looked me up and down without saying a thing.

"Do you a….remember me?" I smiled nervously.

He stared at me a second before answering, "Yea." This conversation is going lovely so far.

"So how's your brother?" I took another stab at conversation.

He scowled even more, "He's back in prison. Won't be out for six months." His voice was rough and gravelly sending shiveries (my own little made up word) down my spine.

"Sorry to hear about that." I tried a sympathetic smile, "I wanted to thank you for being so nice and helping me keep calm while we were stuck in the elevator."

"It's not like you gave me much a choice. I didn't know they still made people as big of pussies like you. I mean how old are you? Six? I never met an adult that had to hold another adults' hand." He said really harshly. I felt a stab at my feelings and I felt the little beast called temper screaming in its cage. It wanted to rip this hottie a new one.

"You know what, stick to your day job, because you're obviously not cut out to a superhero." My voice lost its happy, polite tone and turned into my rude, stoic voice.

"Alright I take it back." Maybe there's hope, "You're four…and a half. You still believe in superheroes?" Never mind, he's a dick. He actually had the gall to chuckle at me when he says it, "Why don't you and the Easter Bunny skip back to whatever fantasy land you belong. This is the real world."

Oh no he didn't, "How dare you bring the Easter Bunny into this!? He's brave, brave soul that brings happiness and hope to children all over the world!" I didn't care if people were thinking at me like I lost it.

"What the hell are you smoking?!" He yelled back at me.

"Fairy Dust and Unicorn Farts, that's what I'm smoking!" I yelled getting up into his face.

"Get away from me, you insane woman!" He backed away.

"You know what?!" Pause for effect, "I hope they burn your chicken sandwich."

He scoffed at me, "Oh, that's mature. I hope they drop your French fries and serve them to you."

You monster! "And you're calling me immature?"

"Fairy Dust and Unicorn farts…ya I'm calling you immature and crazy and delusional."

I narrowed my eyes at him, "Delusional? I almost fall off my unicorn. I hope you're happy."

He smirked, "I am."

"Good." The lady me my order and handed him his, "Enjoy your chicken sandwich." I hope you choke on it! Choke on that chicken!

I didn't leave Daryl to have the last word. I walked out of the diner and went back to the shop huffing with entire time. Mickey looked up shocked when I slammed the door close.

"What crawled up your butt and died?" Mickey asked eyeing me like I just grew another head. She never saw me this mad.

I told Mickey all about the fight while he ate our burgers. She didn't say anything until after I was finished. As soon as I was done, she erupted into an intense laughter that I almost thought he was going to choke on her burger. After several breaths, she calmed down enough to speak.

Mickey looked with 'aww baby' face, "Robby…did you just find your soul mate?"

I deadpanned, "How could you say that after all you heard?! I don't like him; in fact I might actually hate him. He's a jerk! A big mean dumby head jerk that I just really want to smack upside his big dumby head." I was pacing back and forth.

"That's you're seriously attracted to." Mickey smirked.

I was too caught up in my rant to really think about what she said so I said, "Yes!" Then I realized what she said, "No! I'm not attracted to him…at all."

I started pacing again, "Just 'cause he has arms that could be considered as arm porn and eyes that make me melt or that voice that turns me into a puddle of goop, doesn't mean I'm attracted to him."

Mickey's smile looked evil, "Oh no! Of course not." I could hear the sarcasm dripping from her voice.

"Oh, who am I kidding?" I threw my hands up.

"No one." She added in quietly.

I sent her a quick glare, "I've got the major hots for him still." I smacked my head against the wall, "What do I do, Mickey?" I whined.

"Don't fight it." She patted my shoulder.

I looked up at her giving her my own 'really' look, "That's it? That's all you got for me? Don't fight it?"

"Yupe." She popped the 'p', "Isn't your car messing up?"

I looked up at her confused, my car was just fine, "Ummm….no…."

"Huh." Mickey went outside for a second then came back holding two broken windshield wipers.

My jaw dropped, "My whishers (another made up word)…" I looked at them sadly.

"They just…popped off in my hands." Mickey's evil smile was wide on her face, "Very unsafe Robin. You should go fix that on. Across the street is Dixon's Auto Shop." Mickey pushed me outside the store and locked it so I couldn't go back in.

"Mickey! Mickey! I don't have the money to fix these Mickey." I yelled at the door but she didn't come to unlock the door.

"Shit." I looked across the street at the auto shop and gulped.

Sorry that it's short but I wanted to put something up for you! I hope you liked this chapter. Please tell me your favorite part. Mine was the bit about Fairy Dust and Unicorn Farts, hence the Chapter name.

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