Just Drabbles

Chapter 4: My Favorite Sweet Nothing

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"'Ugh', Paige grimaced at the couple. ' Glad that I skipped that brunch. If I had to watch him whisper sweet nothings in her ear for two hours; I would have gagged on my latte.'"

Starfire was sitting on the couch reading Charmed: Shadow of the Sphinx. The novel had been loaned to her by Raven whom she had asked of for new reading material. In truth, Starfire enjoyed the supernatural series. Both the book and the television show were considered to be quite fascinating. Yet there was something that was bothering the Tamaranian princess. "Sweet nothing." What in the name of X'hal did that mean? Frowning thoughtfully, she glanced over at her boyfriend. Robin was also her best friend, leader and (as she secretly called him after having gotten a laugh out of Raven) her walking encyclopedia.

"Robin?" Starfire asked in her typically sweet and lilting voice. He glanced over at her, a grin easily finding its way onto his face.

"Yeah Star?"

"If it would not be too much trouble to you—" He cut her off.

"Starfire, you never trouble me."

Shyly tucking back a strand of her fiery red hair, she continued, "Could you please explain this term of sweet nothing?"

Chuckling, Robin replied, "A sweet nothing is usually a term of endearment, Star. A name of affection for someone you're really close to."

Scooting closer, she prompted, "And such affectionate words are?"

"Well," Robin began as he scratched his chin. "There's sweetheart and darling. Baby, babe, honey, sugar—"

"But why would one wish to call their significant other a child or a sweet substance?"

Robin chuckled again. "In all honesty, I can't answer that one. These terms were around way before my time."

Her curiosity still piqued, Starfire asked, "Are there any others?"



"Yeah, there's angel, doll, love, pet, princess, sometimes my queen…" Robin trailed off. "Sorry Star, I can't think of any others. This isn't exactly my forte." Looking at his girlfriend he asked, "Are there any Tamaranian words of affection?"

Starfire blushed lightly. "Well, there is only one that I can truly call my favorite."

"Which is?" Now his curiosity was piqued.

Starfire smiled, her blush intensifying a bit as she answered, "Rainith'lystil."

"Hmm," Robin mused. "Sounds pretty. What does it mean?"

Starfire's smile grew. "It translates into soul's other half."

Robin let this sink in. Grinning back at his princess, he wrapped an arm around her waist; pulling her against him. "Well, I can easily say two things to that. One, you're most definitely my Rainith'lystil. And two, that is my favorite sweet nothing."

Okay, I'm not sure if that's the true definition of a sweet nothing, so just go with it.

I think that this is my favorite drabble so far.

Oh and I do have a way to pronounce Rainith'lystil

(RAYNEE-ith-LEE-still)

Review please!