So sorry for the massive delay. I never meant to stop so suddenly, but the good news is I'm back. Please don't forget to thank MaybeWolf. The truth is that he adds so much to the story, I don't know what I'd do without him. And now, the long awaited chapter 6.
With the sun hanging high in the sky, Robbie woke up on Sunday morning actually feeling like one of the living for once. It felt good to know that he was actually a part of some people's lives, and not just a cardboard cut out in the background. Last night seemed to vanquish some of the demons of the past week. Just knowing he could count on his friends came as a huge relief to Robbie.
Getting up, he tried not to wake up the wooden boy with the blindfold next to him, knowing full well what hell he'd receive if he made too much noise. Luckily for him, Rex continued to lay lifelessly in place. Feeling a pang of hunger in his stomach, Robbie headed straight for the kitchen to eat breakfast. Well, eat at least, Robbie corrected himself as he passed a clock. It didn't seem accurate to call a meal eaten at noon breakfast.
A few moments after his questionably timed breakfast, Robbie found himself walking into the living room. While eating, Robbie had wondered if there was anything about his party on The Slap, only to be struck by the realization of his current situation. Picking up the severed Ethernet cord, Robbie found himself cursing his rash actions. Of course his technologically impaired grandparents had no spares lying around. After tearing apart the his boxes in search of a cable, only to come up empty handed, Robbie resigned himself to his fate.
Basic cable.
After less then an hour, Robbie found himself looking through his phone for some kind of relief from the dour programming. Surely somebody would be around. After a moment of hesitation, Robbie found himself typing out a short message asking if anybody was up for seeing the latest Superhero movie. He knew none of his friends had seen it yet, so it seemed logical to Robbie that they would all show up for the next screening.
As Robbie put down his phone, to his horror, yet another infomercial started to play. Shaking his head Robbie almost flew out of his seat and towards the bathroom. By six o' clock, the crushing boredom had become too much for Robbie, and he found himself heading in the direction of the theatre. He knew he'd be a little early, but to Robbie punctuality was important. Important and horribly boring it turned out. With Rex still lying comatose on their bed, Robbie found himself counting down the seconds alone. Robbie wished Rex hadn't been so adamant about seeing those Northridge girls after they'd left Tori's house. Maybe then he would have some company.
As the lobby began to fill with people, Robbie found himself feeling increasingly alone. As the seconds before the movie began to drain away, Robbie began to really regret signing up with a service provider that only seemed to fall out of service at the most inopportune of times. Maybe somebody had been trying to tell him they were running late. Standing to leave, Robbie dismissed the thought.
Nobody cared enough to come.
As he trudged dismally towards the theatre's entrance, Robbie was horribly unprepared for the chestnut tornado that he was about collide with. Blinking rapidly and steadying himself, Robbie found his hands resting upon the shoulders of a panting Tori Vega.
"Whoa, I'm sorry! I'm just running late to meet…Robbie?" Tori's spluttered excuses to a total stranger clattered to a halt as she realized who exactly was holding her upright. She'd know those curls, those glasses and that fashion sense anywhere.
"Hey, hello! Sorry that I'm late, Trina wouldn't... Where's everyone?" Tori found herself rambling uncontrollably, as the blush on her cheeks began to deepen. It's only embarrassment over being late she told herself, nothing to do with Robbie's calloused fingers encircling her at the moment.
"Umm, you're the first…only person to arrive." Robbie corrected himself, with a hint of despair. Noticing the crimson hue of Tori's cheeks, Robbie retracted his hands. It must have been horribly embarrassing to have a nerd clutching you in public, he reasoned.
"Oh, do you still want to see it?" Tori asked, bouncing on her feet slightly. The dark cloud hanging over Robbie's head has only made her feel more determined to spend more time with him. Up until these past few days she's never realized just how miserable he was.
"I don't know... I'm pretty sure we missed the beginning." Robbie mumbles, peering down at his watch and regarding it with contempt. Disappointment clouded Tori's eyes for the briefest of moments, until she peered up at the movie schedule. Upon looking at the third line from the top, what could only be called an evil smile crossed her lips.
"There's another movie that starts in 5 minutes." She announced, turning from the schedule, and toward Robbie. As he singled out the one movie beginning in five minutes, realization of what movie she wanted to see dawned on Robbie. As she watched the blood drain from Robbie's face, Tori felt the familiar sensation of a giggle tickling her throat.
"The Notebook? It's the chickiest chick flick of all time." Robbie shrieked incredulously. There was no way he was trading in Superheroes for super feelings. Never one to give up, Tori took a step towards Robbie. Placing her slender fingers on his shoulder, Tori pushed her bottom lip into the most pleading pout she could muster.
"Please? It'll be fun. I'll even owe you one." Tori cooed, sucking in her bottom lip and catching it between her teeth. As her hand caressed Robbie's cheek, he could swear his heart was trying to pummel it's way out of his chest. Even still, Robbie could feel waves of déjà vu lapping at his thoughts.
"This is getting weird." The words spilled out of Robbie's mouth in a tone that felt both familiar and yet, completely at odds with his usual voice. Deeper and with a twang that felt foreign coming from his lips. Much to Robbie's relief, Tori appeared not to have heard his sudden outburst.
As the beautiful girl leaned towards him, almost close enough for her hair to skitter over his shoulder, Robbie felt his reluctance slip away with every stroke. Finally relenting, Robbie nodded in agreement to Tori's nearly tearful pleas. The dark clouds that had hovered just above Robbie's even darker hair were blown into the distance by the light in Tori's eyes as a huge grin enveloped her face.
"You will not regret this Robbie, I love this movie. You're going to love it too! Now let's go, the start is one of my favourite parts." Tori babbled, before encircling Robbie's wrist and hauling him towards the cashiers. As they waited behind an elderly couple, Robbie watched Tori from the corner of his eye. She was grinning happily, and still lingering at his side. Robbie realized her pleas had simply been an act, but more importantly, he found that he wasn't at all bothered by that fact. Chick flick or not, he was spending the night alone with Tori Vega.
And there you have it. I think the next chapter is going to be one of my favorites. I feel like in a lot of fics, Rex doesn't get a lot of attention. I think it's a shame, since Robbie and Rex have one of the most interesting dynamics. Please feel free to review and let me know what you thought about it or any ideas that you have. I'm always open to suggestions and criticisms.
