"Thank youuuuuuuu." Cat cooed, as I patiently waited at the light.

"Hey, I'm hungry. And you mentioned the place, so why not?" I smiled at her.

She quickly started bouncing again. "You have to be the best boyfriend in the history of boyfriends."

"I try."

"You succeed. Congratulations." She beamed.

"I'd like to thank my fans. All 15 of them." I monotoned.

"Oh my gosh…" She smiled, as I hit the gas.

"You feel better about the play?" I asked.

"Kinda…I wish he hadn't cancelled class today."

"I don't think it had anything to do with you." I tried reassuring her.

"But he hasn't replied to my text. And the play is in 2 weeks!" She said, voice rising rapidly.

I glanced over as I braked at the light. She clearly had a panicked look in her eye.

"Hey. Cat. This isn't on you ok? We'll crush this." I reached over and squeezed her hand.

She looked over to me and her eyes dulled.

"I guess so. I'm still gonna look at my lines more."

"That's my girl." I smiled, turning my turn signal on.

"Can we do some music stuff too?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"And a tattoo?"

"?"

She screamed and brought her knees to her head.

"Did you say tattoo? Did you seriously say a tattoo?"

"What's wrong with a tattoo?" She asked, sounding frightened.

"Cat, you are gorgeous. You have to see the looks you always get. We've talked about this. A tattoo leads to a lot of questions."

"But Robbieee…" She whined.

"At least give me some warning! We went from the play to your music to a tattoo. A tattoo Cat. Kind of random baby." I pulled into the parking lot.

"It won't be a big one! Just a small heart!"

"A small heart?" I asked, turning around as she hopped out of the car.

"Yeah. On my foot."

"Can we continue this after we get cupcakes."

She looked slightly scared but nodded and grabbed my hand.

I ran my thumb over hers as we entered the small shop.

"The apocalypse has come at last. She has dragged him inside." A woman behind the counter smiled at Cat.

"Yep. I threatened to sleep in the other room. And here he is." Cat quipped, smirking at me.

"Smart man. Hi, Terra." She smiled, extending her hand.

God, it's always so awkward when you shake a woman's hand. With men it's easy. Women, you can't win I swear.

"Robbie." I smiled, shaking her hand gently.

"Nice handshake." She smirked.

"I never know how to shake a woman's hand, I'm sorry."

"You're fine, nobody has a generic reaction to shaking a woman's hand." She smiled at me. "So what's up squishy?"

"Not much, no class today." Cat smiled, then faceplanting herself into my chest and wrapping her arms around me.

"Squishy?" I asked.

"I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy." Cat recited, voice muffled by my chest.

"Verbatim too. Nice job." I complimented her.

"Agreed. Did you add the perky part too?" Terra asked.

"Uh uh. I haven't watched Ellen in a couple of weeks." Cat said, turning her attention to the ice cream store like display with cupcake descriptions.

Whoa.

I turned to the display, expecting a few generic cupcakes.

Nope. Sure there was the normal cupcakes, with the sprinkles and the frosting. But then you got the pudding.

I kid you not. Pudding.

It's a literal vat. With a seat that you can get dropped into it if you hit a bulls eye.

And then there were amazing signs behind that. All featuring cupcakes and some even with signatures from what I assume to be famous people.

"Thanks for the signature by the way." Terra said, as I looked at the eyeball cornucopia.

"Is it up?" Cat asked, moving towards the wall.

"Yep. Look."

"Where?" Cat bounced, speeding up and looking in a thousand directions at once.

"Not saying. You'll have to look." She smiled. "You want something? I have drinks too." She smiled at me.

"Sure. Two Red Velvets and lemonade please."

"On it captain." She smiled, a twinkle in her eye as she peeked at Cat before going behind the counter.

"Where IS IT?" Cat yelped, as she kept bouncing, looking at the signed pictures.

"Not telling you!" She called out, sounding like she was in the back.

"You guys seem to know each other pretty well." I commented, as Cat kept her vigil.

"Yep. I met her a few months back. I hang with her when you get busy."

"I haven't been busy very much." I said flatly.

"True, but when you have I'm usually with her." Cat countered.

"Where'd you meet her?" I asked.

"I emailed her thru her fan site." Terra surprised me from behind with a lemonade with lemon accompanying two delicious looking red velvet cupcakes. "I'm a huge fan. I said I had a cupcake shop and that her tweets suggested she liked them and invited her in."

"And…"

"She walked inside two hours later." Terra beamed.

Wait...

(Flashback)

"What do you think of the trim instead of the wallpaper and painting the spare bedroo—" I stopped as Cat quickly got up and sprinted from the room.

"Where are you going?" I called out.

"CUPCAKES!"

Cupcakes?

(End flashback)

"Was that the day we were going over remodel options and you ran away yelling 'CUPCAKES!'?" I asked.

"Uh huh." Cat nodded. "It was gloomy."

"It obviously went—"

"EEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPP! Red Velvet too! Oh my gosh you are the best thankyouthankyouthankyou!" Cat said in a rush, tackling her into a hug.

Terra laughed and hugged her back. "No problem. You're gonna hit it big."

"You are definitely getting a tweet about this. I can't believe it. Oh my gosh." Cat said, sounding dumbfounded and putting her hands on her head.

"I see you like it."

"Where is it?" I asked, grabbing my cupcake.

Cat grabbed my hand and marched my to a picture of Cat I've never seen on a white background with a cupcake along with her signature.

"Looks great." I said, taking a bite.

Oh my lord.

"Whoa." I said, almost involuntarily.

They both smiled instantly. "I think he likes it." Cat smiled.

"I think mystery guy does!" Terra giggled.

"I do!" I played along, getting everyone to laugh. Cat quickly picked hers up and took a big bite.

"So what were you guys talking about when you pulled up? You sir looked borderline angry."

"He was angry." Cat interjected.

"Was not." I countered. "She wants a tattoo."

"On my foot!"

"You didn't say that when you mentioned it at first! You went play, music, tattoo! Completely out of the blue!"

"It's a heart! How bad can it be! Part of the inspiration is you!" Cat piped up, getting worked up.

"Aww, that's cute." Terra gushed.

I glared. "Not helping."

"Not on your side sir. I think it's adorable."

"Jeez, you guys team up well." I groan.

"Hah! You know it's not bad!"

"I do think it's not a good thing! How big we talkin here?"

"Side of my foot maybe? Maybe a toe? I don't know."

"I said size, not location." I snap.

"Can't be big if it's on your foot." Terra said placidly.

I sighed, turning my glance to the ceiling.

"I don't want it to be big. I just want a reminder of how amazing this ride has been. How important my friends and fans are to this process and to me." Cat rambled.

"Not family?" She asked.

"My family is persona non grata." Cat frowned.

"That's a shame." Terra sighed.

"That's a good word." I teased Cat.

"Uh huh. Thanks Webster."

"Webster?" Terra asked.

"Dictionary." Cat and I said flatly.

"So I can get the tattoo?" Cat asked, bouncing.

…

"Fine. I'm not paying for it though. Or doing any research or hearing you complain 'Oh it hurts Robbie!'"

"YAY!"

"Next topic!" Terra smiled.

I just turned back to the wall of celebrity cupcakes as Cat yelled again.

"YAY!"