Happy Super Bowl to those of you in the United States. Again, I'm just here for the food... which I invariably end up making... sigh. More Valentine's Day fluff. I'm trying to get one up each day before Feb. 14, but it's a struggle. Hope you are enjoying it.
I do not own.
Calan and Valentina sat on a park bench overlooking a lake.
"So what did you tell the albino?" Valentina smirked as she leaned into Calan.
"You don't have to like him. But there's no need to be insulting." Calan said stiffly.
Valentina sighed. "I'll never understand why you keep defending him."
"Because you don't know him like I do." Calan said.
"I guess if you're loyal to him, there must be something to it." She conceded. Lifting her face, she gave him a light kiss under his chin. "So what did you tell him?"
"Nothing much. Just said I was taking the night off." He said nonchalantly.
"Really, and he just let you go?" Valentina raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I'm gonna have to work overtime next week." He admitted.
"Ah, I see." She said smugly turning back around.
"That doesn't mean anything." Calan insisted.
"It just means he's a miserly old man." Valentina commented.
"No. We have a lot of work to do." Calan protested.
"Right, lots of work now that Van Kleiss has been killed, the Consortium disbanded, Black Knight jailed…" Valentina listed on her fingers.
"We have international emergencies all the time." Calan reminded her.
"And a staff in the hundreds of thousands. I'm sure they can spare you for one night." Valentina scoffed.
"Are we going to fight all night?" Calan asked her.
"Only if you want to." She said slyly.
"You're incorrigible." He told her.
"And yet you keep coming back." She pointed out.
"Because I'm a sucker for punishment." He sighed.
"Mmm-hmmm." She said snuggling into his chest.
"We're going to miss the show if we stay here all night." He nudged her.
"I'm not complaining. Are you?" She pulled his arms tighter around her.
"I did pay for the tickets." He replied.
She laughed. "So you're being miserly now?"
"Not miserly, practical." He argued. "It's a shame to waste good tickets."
"Very well. If you insist on going to the show, I will oblige… this time." She straightened up.
"Gee, so kind of you." He said sarcastically.
"I think so." She said cheekily.
"Hmph, come on." He dragged her up. They leisurely strolled through the park towards the theater. Suddenly, a mugger jumped from the bushes brandishing a knife.
"Hand over your purse and no one gets hurt." He said menacingly.
Valentina and Calan stared at him for a second before they both burst out laughing.
The mugger became angry. "You think this is a joke." He lunged at Calan with the knife. Calan easily sidestepped him. The mugger stumbled, but regained his footing. He spun around furious.
"Hey, I believe he was threatening to steal my purse." Valentina said indignantly.
"You want to have a crack at him? Be my guest." Calan said gallantly.
"Oh, I'll do more than crack him." She sniffed. "Come niñito, see if you have the cojones* to take on a real guerrera*." She goaded the mugger. He stood confused.
"I don't think he knows Spanish." Calan told her. Then he scowled. "You just insulted me too."
"Hush, cariño*, I'm busy." She shushed him. Calan crossed his arms and rolled his eyes.
The mugger wasn't sure what to do, but the lady stood in a fighting stance, challenging him. He thrusted his knife at her. She grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. The mugger screamed in pain. Valentina then kicked his legs from under him. He fell face forward. Then with a quick jab of her elbow, he was out.
"Done?" Calan asked bored.
"That was fun." She said getting up and dusting herself off. "How do I look?"
"Beautiful, as usual." He smirked. She took the arm he offered. "We should probably call the police." He said.
"Why? I already took care of him." Valentina said.
"Not for you. But he probably needs medical attention." Calan observed.
"Oh, that." Valentina said disdainfully. "I suppose that would be… humane."
"That's what I love about you… so concerned about your fellow man." He snorted.
"There's really only one man I'm concerned about." She said with a smirk, giving him a sidelong glance.
Calan blushed a little. "Like I said, incorrigible."
"And you like that." She laughed as he wrapped his arm around her.
cojones=balls
guerrera= warrior
cariño=darling