Chapter 4 - Chapitre Four

Fear Me! I have MORE of my crossover stuff! Worship me, for I have a fourth chapter! Urgh, I need my needle. I'm going away to soak my head in a tub, so read the story.



Robin had just stepped out of the shower, dripping wet, when the doorbell rang. She wrapped a towel around herself and went to answer it.

“Hi Ro-um,” Isaac promptly rotated 180 degrees.

“What are you doing here?” Robin asked, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“It's eight o'clock, and it's Friday, so here I am.” He replied, still facing away from her.

“What?” Robin turned to look at the calendar clock by the front door. It clearly stated that it was in fact Friday, and it was indeed eight o'clock. “I thought it was only seven!” she exclaimed. “Just give me a moment, and I'll be ready to go.” She ran back into the bathroom, and Isaac entered the apartment. “Please, have a seat.” Robin said from her bedroom.

“Okay.” Isaac replied, setting himself down on the couch. “Do you have a vase? I brought some flowers.”

“There should be one in the top cupboard, beside the stove.” Robin replied, hastily fastening her dress. “And, um, thank you for the flowers.”

“You're welcome.” Isaac replied. “They're tiger lilies.”

When Robin exited her bedroom for the main room, Isaac was just arranging the flowers, which he had placed on the coffee table. “Oh, they're lovely.” She said, bending down to smell them. “You really didn't have to.”

Isaac grinned ruefully. “It's polite to bring flowers to a lady before a meal.” He said in a mock upper-class accent.



“Aren't we going to be late for dinner?” Robin asked inside the cab.

Isaac shook his head. “The restaurant has a twenty minute grace period, and it's only ten after eight.”

“I've never been to this place before. What's it like?” Robin inquired.

“Oh, they serve tea and then there are the tea biscuits and scones to serve with the tea. For dinner, they serve pot pies, steak, salads. It's a very nice place.”



After dinner, Robin and Isaac were walking through a park close by to the tea house.

“I have to remember that place. It's very nice.” Robin remarked.

“I think they'll remember you. Our waiter almost had a heart attack when you lit the candle, you know?” Isaac joked. “Say, can you control fire, or just start it?”

Robin looked at the ground. “I can only start fires. It leads to problems, especially if there are flammable things in the vicinity.”

“I see.” Isaac replied. He looked up at the sky. “Oh, look, a full moon. They said that it might be cloudy tonight on the weather report, and I was a bit worried.”

“Why?”

“Because, it would spoil our evening. Especially this part.” Isaac leant down, and gently kissed Robin, who, after recovering from the surprise, kissed him back.



It's short, I know. *Hits self over the head repeatedly with a blunt object.* DON'T FLAME ME FOR IT! *Pulls out fire-retardant clothing.*

Robin: You wimp.

Me: I know, but you love me anyway.

Robin: Not according to this story.

Me: Oh you're good. *huggles Robin*. But technically, Isaac is me, so it doesn't matter.



Heheheheh. Evilness fo evah!

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