Sportacus could only stare at Robyn for what seemed like an age. He'd never considered the possibility that she'd want a DNA test. It was a concept he'd never thought of himself and the logistics of it made his head spin. So convinced had he been that she was his daughter that he hadn't once given way entirely to the possibility that owing to Lily's promiscuous nature that any number of men had fathered the young woman sitting in front of him.
"We...we can do that," Sportacus stammered, "If you want a DNA test we can do that. I can call Doctor Malone first thing in the morni-"
"Now!" Robyn cut in, her voice filled with a fear that Sportacus would try to hold up the test.
Hold the truth from her as he had done for her whole life.
Nodding dumbly, Sportacus took his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and punched in the number for Doctor Malone's pager. After a minute or so the phone rang and a rather sleeping sounding Doctor came on the line. He sounded surprised at the request and requested that Sportacus and Robyn both see him at the Outreach Clinic in the morning.
He'd see to it then.
Sportacus tucked his phone away and cleared his throat as his eyes met Robyn's. She held his gaze briefly before getting up from the table and walking away. Not knowing what else to do, Sportacus fumbled for his wallet and clumsily threw some money on the table before running after Robyn, hot on the heels of Leka and Salonen who'd jumped up as soon as Robyn had started to move.
As the cold air outside brushed him with its embrace, Sportacus spied Robyn standing by the car. It was clear she wanted to go home; he just hoped their relationship would suffer no further. Unlocking the car he opened the door for Robyn, closing it when she was seated and he climbed in himself.
The drive back to Lazytown had seemed longer than the drive from it and Sportacus was beginning to feel tired as he pulled the car up outside Robyn's house. Leka and Salonen exited the vehicle and Leka went to open Robyn's door but was stopped by Sportacus who got there first. Robyn had fallen asleep on the journey home and he was reluctant to wake her. Bending down he unclipped her seat belt and gathered her up, lifting her gently from the car and started to walk towards the house. As he approached the front door opened and on the other side of it was Robbie, concern vivid on his face.
"She fell asleep," Sportacus explained before Robbie could utter a word.
Relieved that at least no harm had come to Robyn, Robbie motioned that he could handle things from here and take Robyn the rest of the way but Sportacus denied him as he pushed through into the house. Carrying Robyn up the stairs he skilfully opened her bedroom door with his foot and placed her in the empty bed. He didn't care to wonder where Kit was and was somewhat glad that he seemed to have avoided him.
With Robyn lying comfortably in bed, Sportacus carefully removed her shoes and socks and covered her with the duvet. Robyn stirred slightly as he planted a gentle kiss on her cheek and he left the room.
Robbie was still stood by the front door when Sportacus reached the bottom of the stairs. He wondered if this was a hint for him to leave as quickly as possible or whether Robbie was merely confused about what he wanted to do. Remembering that he'd left his car running; Sportacus had no choice but to aim for the first option. He stopped just inside the door and turned back to Robbie.
"Robyn wants a DNA test" Sportacus stated to a frowning Robbie, "I'm picking her up in the morning and taking her to the outreach clinic. I'll phone ahead before I make my way over."
Robbie silently watched Sportacus' retreating back as he re-entered his car and spared him a glance before driving off. As Robbie pushed the door shut he was bombarded with a mixture of emotions. He wondered if Sportacus felt the same as he had about taking a test, he wondered how Robyn felt having asked for the one thing that could dispel any doubt with regards to the identity of her father.
'Provided he's still alive,' Robbie thought to himself as he shook his head. He just hoped Robyn knew what she was doing.
Robyn smiled as she felt the familiar goateed chin of her lover brush her cheek, his soft lips kissing her then tickling her ear as she heard him apologise for upsetting her in a silly voice. She opened her eyes and turned over, coming face to face with something that made her blink twice and burst out laughing.
Kit shared Robyn's laughter, his idea had had the desired effect and it had been worth the pain he'd put himself through to get it done.
"When did you get that done?" Robyn squeaked as she gasped for air in a break from her laughter.
Kit waggled his eyebrows, accentuating the big 'MUG' he'd had tattooed on his forehead and sending Robyn into a resumed fit of laughter, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Broken from his reverie by the almost forgotten sound of laughter coming from upstairs, Robbie gingerly climbed the stairs. His pace quickened when he heard a loud bump as if someone had fallen out of bed and almost running to Robyn's bedroom he threw open the door and was greeted by two people laughing hysterically.
He too did a double take when he saw Kit's new tattoo and joined in the contagious laughter.