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Jason Morgan and Sonny Corinthos were among the most feared men in Port Charles, New York and many other towns besides. Of those who knew them only vaguely many considered Sonny to be the scarier of the two given his propensity for losing his temper and status as mob boss.
On the other hand, of those who knew both of them really well, they considered Jason to be by far the scarier of the two. Jason didn't lose his temper often, hardly ever, in fact, but when he did you better run for cover.
When Sonny was angry he just sort of yelled a lot and occasionally threw things to make his point, after years of listening to it most people learned to tune him out while nodding at the appropriate times. Courtney and Robin were both fairly proficient in that respect.
Jason was another matter entirely, he would stare at you his blue eyes positively burning a hole in your head until you were forced to look at him and then he would just hold your gaze without speaking until you cracked and started babbling all over the place. Then after several minutes of that he would finally speak and once he had you would wish he had just continued to stare silently at you.
Robin was currently enjoying the staring at the back of her head phase, her and Patrick were seated on the living room couch both looking determinedly at their shoes as opposed to each other or Robin's guardian who was at the moment angry enough to breathe fire if such a thing were possible. She wasn't eager to test it.
They had been back for twenty minutes already and Jason had yet to speak. Courtney had walked in ten minutes ago, taken one look from Jason to Robin and Patrick and the couch and swiftly backed out, muttering about needing to talk to her brother about something. Robin had mouthed the word 'traitor' at her friend who had shrugged her shoulders in a 'better-you-than-me' sort of fashion.
"Just get it over with already." Robin said with a sigh after a few moments longer of waiting for the inevitable explosion.
Jason was all too happy to oblige her.
"What the hell did you think you were doing?" He replied, blue eyes flashing ominously.
She remained silent deciding there was no response she could give to that question that would not serve to make him even angrier than he already was.
"It's clear what you were thinking," Jason continued. "You weren't thinking at all. What do you think those guards are there for? Decoration, perhaps? You could have been killed, you know that right? Do you understand?"
"Yes." Robin murmured after it became clear that Jason expected her to answer him.
"I've had quite enough of you running off, what is this the third or fourth time this month?"
It was the fifth actually, not that Robin was going to tell him that.
"We're sorry?" Robin asked more than stated.
"I don't think you are." Jason said bluntly. "If you were then you wouldn't keep running off."
"Hindsight is twenty-twenty?" Robin offered.
Jason glared at her.
"You're grounded for a month, or until you actually figure out why a few minutes of fun aren't worth the risk of death or injury." He continued sternly. "And after that all dates between you and Drake will be strictly supervised by me, and will take place in this apartment. Apparently neither of you are responsible enough to be allowed out."
Clearly, Jason was quite angry. Normally, Robin would have argued with him about such harsh sentencing, but when he was this mad there really wasn't a point in attempting it.
"I will call your father to come get you, Drake." Jason continued.
"That's really quite alright; I can find my own way home." Patrick said quickly.
"No." Jason replied and Patrick didn't argue for once in his life, because like Robin he had no interest in provoking the mob enforcer's anger any further than they had already managed.
Patrick's father arrived twenty minutes later looking angry at being dragged from work. Patrick was certain he would be getting lectured about this for the entire ride home. He and Robin exchanged half-hearted goodbyes both caught up in their individual thoughts about the fates awaiting them.
"I'll be in my room." Robin muttered heading for the staircase. She had found that it was far more satisfactory to lock oneself in one's room than to wait to be sent there.
"I had your window sealed shut." Jason called after her, causing Robin to curse loudly in her head and slam the door shut upon reaching her bedroom. She was certain that he had made the rest of the apartment equally inescapable. Of course, that had never stopped her before. She figured it would be best to just stay put for the time being though.
She wondered if Courtney would come over tonight or if her friend would be too much of a coward to face Jason's anger (not that Robin blamed her...much anyway). She could see Patrick at the hospital and school at the very least even if Jason wouldn't allow them to go out anywhere. Jason may have won the battle, but he would not win the war, Robin vowed silently.
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