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âIt's the oddest feeling; once upon a time an hour alone on the couch was spent so differently between the two of them. But that's all Starfire allows herself to think before reining all her thoughts back in with a quick pull.â
A companion art to my RobStar Week Fanfic: âAnything Other Than Thisâ on AO3 and FF.net!
annddd weâre back!! as usual, all art credit goes to @samdraws715 (which you can also find the art posted to her instagram!) whew, this was a fun one. i love robin when heâs just staring at starfire with so much love for her in the show and i love how often he did it. heâs an absolute goner when it comes to her, thatâs for sure :â) enjoy this one guys!
Lost
It was a busy day for the titans. For most of them at least. Cyborg went off to visit Titans East, and Beast Boy and Raven went together to see how development on the Titans North tower was coming along. The three of them were specifically called by the other teams, and only thought their tasks would take them a few hours. They left early in the morning, before the sun had even come up, so when Robin woke up for the day, he was surprised to find that they hadnât returned yet. However, it wasnât necessarily a bad thing, and with one other titan left in the tower as well, maybe this was an opportunity to take.
Robin and Starfire spent the day together in the city doing many fun activities, not worrying about when a villain would show up or when the others would come back from their duties. They simply revelled in the time they spent together and made the most of it.
At the end of the day, both of them returned to the tower, but there was still no sign of the other three. After a quick call to the others they explained that it was merely just a delay on getting the job completed and that they should be back soon.
The day slowly started to turn into night and there was no point in going back out after they returned from a fun but tiring day. They decided to sit out on the rocks and watch the sun set to end it all.
They took in the beautiful view of their city and how the orange sun made the water sparkle. Starfire sighed. âOh, the city is absolutely beautiful tonight.â
âIt really is.â Robin responded while not breaking eye contact with the shimmering water. He turned to Starfire and sat up straight. âToday was amazing. I always forget how much fun the city can be, especially since we mostly just save it.â
Starfire nodded. âIndeed. On the days there are no crimes we mostly just do the relaxing here, and while it is enjoyable, we miss out on all the fun things that are happening else where.â She turned her head to Robin with a light smile. âI am glad I did that today, especially with you.â
âMe too. Iâm glad you enjoyed it.â Robin said.
âAs am I.â Starfire said before sighing once more. She placed both hands behind her and leaned back, continuing to take in the view of the pink-ish orange sky as the sun gradually became lower and lower, which started to bring forth the dark night sky.
Not hearing anything from Robin in quite some time, she slightly turned her head to see what he was doing, only to find him completely lost staring in her direction. His hand was pressed against his cheek and a red hue settled on his face. She knew he was staring at her by his exact face, which he had done on more than one occasion. Though she had to admit, it did make her heart flutter. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she felt her own cheeks grow warm. âRobin,â she finally said, trying to contain her own smile as well. âyou are doing the staring again.â
âOh.â Robin sat up straight, a small smile still visible on his face. He rubbed the back of his head as the blush on his cheeks continued to stick. âSorry, I just canât help it.â
Starfire couldnât help but giggle at that point. âThis is definitely not the first time I have found you staring. You are not as subtle as you think.â
Robin laughed at that. âI know. Iâm not trying to be subtle, I just canât help but look at you.â Robin paused and admired her for a second longer. âYouâre so beautiful.â
She felt a tingle in the pit of her stomach and the blush on her cheeks only got worse from there. âRobiiiinn...â Starfire said rolling her eyes playfully.
âAw come on, Star, itâs true!â Robin said as he crossed his legs. âI wouldnât have said it if it werenât, besides, itâs kind of hard for you not to be.â
Starfire hummed and moved closer to him. âI truly do not understand what I have done to deserve you.â She said as she cupped his face in both her hands.
Robin put his hands over hers. âI could say the same thing about you, princess.â He looked at her adoringly before leaning in to kiss her, in which she returned.
A few moments of uninterrupted love had passed before a voice rang out in the air. âWell well well, isnât that romantic?â
The two teens pulled apart and looked up to see Beast Boy morphed as a pterodactyl with Cyborg holding onto its leg as Raven floated behind them. Once Cyborg was on the rocky ground, Beast Boy morphed back into his normal form as he crossed his arms and gave Robin and Starfire a look.
âYou guys couldnât have picked a better time to come back.â Robin said sarcastically.
âDonât worry your spiky little head,â Cyborg told him. âWe were just going inside, right, B?â
âYou said it.â Beast Boy said as he stretched out his limbs. âSeriously, Iâve been transporting heavy metal parts for the tower back and forth all day! Iâm telling you, this is what cranes are for, and Iâm not talking about the bird.â
âAw man.â Cyborg said as Beast Boy shot him a look, causing him to chuckle.
Raven put her hands on either of the boysâ shoulders and led them towards the front door of the tower. âItâs been a long day, why donât we order some pizza?â
âAw yeah! Pizza!â The boys said in unison as they scrambled into the tower taking Raven away with them. The front door closed leaving Starfire and Robin alone with each other once again.
âWell,â Starfire began with a smile. âthat was quite the interruption.â
âYeah,â Robin said. âbut itâs not like Iâm not used to it by now. This sort of thing happens a lot more than I thought.â
âYou are acting as if we havenât had time alone together in a while.â Starfire said with a lazy smile. âYou know we have plenty of time for that.â
âI know, I just like to take the opportunity with you whenever I can.â He ran his fingers through her long hair and looked into her bright green eyes, once again entranced by her beauty.
Starfire hummed and leaned closer to him. âI suppose after we eat the pizzas with our friends, then perhaps we could have more time alone together. Truthfully, I would not mind that at all.â Her eyes cast slightly downwards and she briefly kissed his jawline, which shot a tingle through his body. âHow does that sound?â
âThat sounds perfect.â Robin warmly smiled at her.
The two of them then held hands as they walked into the tower to join their friends.
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Sooo... I said I was probably not going to take part in RobStar week this year on account of just being burned out and hating basically everything I wrote.
However... Iâve been busting my ass this weekend to get some oneshots written for the week and so far, Iâve managed to churn out like 3 days so Iâm rolling with the momentum because fuck knows how long the creativity will hold out.
Not the happiest with this first one... shock... but I like day 2 at least so... yea.
p.s - sorry if I have been awol or not responsive these past few days. Iâm not ignoring anyone or anything. Iâve just been solely focused on writing these and havenât wanted distractions so have like... really tried to stay away from discord and tumblr lmao.
Anyway... enough blabbering... hope you like day 1 and happy robstar week, folks!
(Forgive the weird, makeshift line break below. If Tumblr wasnât such a little bitch and hadnât got rid of said feature, it would look normal. >.>)
Pearls of rain were speckled all across the glass with a few trying hard to best the others, racing one another to see who would be first to reach the bottom of the window pane, leaving a watery trail in their steads.
She brought her fingers to the surface, following the lines of the rain droplets, a patient smile on her face. The dampness outside was not one of her favorite types of weather patterns but she didnât mind it so long as she didnât have to go out in it.
It had been raining all day; non stop and relentless. Starfire sighed as she shifted in her seat, pressing the side of her head to the glass, her green eyes watching the new raindrops that appeared from the night sky.
She and Robin had arrived in Gotham early that morning and had spent a bit of time together around the city before they inevitably went to see Robinâs former mentor and legal guardian.
Bruce Wayne was, in Starfireâs opinion, a complex and intriguing man. There were a lot of similarities between him and her boyfriend; ones that were painfully familiar to her when she saw them in the billionaire by day, vigilante by night.
She had known Bruce for a while now; having been in a relationship with his son for 2 years, she had had her fair share of meetings with him.
And yet, she still wasnât sure how she was supposed to take him. She wasnât sure on what he thought of her as he could make himself just as unreadable as Robin could, if not more. It was so very frustrating to be around humans who were so secretive about their own thoughts and feelings.
Starfire constantly wore her heart on her sleeve; allowing all of her emotions to be showcased. It was a Tamaranian trait, to embrace everything one felt. The very idea of hiding your thoughts and feelings or not expressing them at the very least was unheard of on her world.
They had come to the city Robin had grown up in as another milestone approached.
Nightwing was on the horizon; plans and designs carefully in place, just waiting to be followed through. He had always told her how he wanted Nightwing to be separate from Batman but, asking for a small ounce of help in creating the identity wasnât too hard a pill to swallow.
Alfred was someone that instantly made her smile; the older gentleman was warm and wise and she felt like she got on very well with him. He reminded her somewhat of Galfore, someone who would likely give her advice that was hard to hear but that was necessary.
If anything, she enjoyed visits to Robinâs former home, simply because of seeing Alfred. She liked to help him with household chores including food preparation or, if the rarity came when the sun was beaming down on Gotham, she would help him in the garden; all the while chatting about whatever they wanted to.
She didnât have to wonder with Alfred; not like she wondered with Bruce.
As she sat on the integrated seat at the large window of the back of the den, she sighed and rolled her shoulders. There was a breath of loneliness that befell her at times such as this.
Robin had been summoned hours ago, spending the time with Alfred so that measurements could be taken for his new uniform. Bruce had gone as well of course; down the winding staircase into the cave.
She hadnât explicitly been told she couldnât tag along with the three of them but she also hadnât received an invitation, having resorted to staying upstairs and out of their way, instead.
The faint smile she wore faded a little as her mind dwelled on the insecurities she had locked away inside of her.
Starfire had a gut feeling Bruce didnât like her very much and was likely happy that she had not followed them down to the batcave. He was a conundrum of a person and she simply could not gauge what he was thinking, especially when it came to her.
In the beginning, when she had first come to Wayne Manor and met him for the first time, he had offered a polite smile and engaged in small talk with her as best he could but she still felt the scrutiny in his eyes whenever he looked at her.
Was it because she wasnât from Earth? Was it because she was a super powered being and he felt that she was a dangerous threat? Or was it simply⌠he didnât like who she was and didnât approve of his son being involved with her?
Biting her lower lip, Starfire pushed the swell of concern mixed with unhappiness further down inside her. There was a lump in her throat and tears briefly pricked her eyes. She wanted him to like her, to think of her like an addition to their family but she had doubts that she would ever reach such a level of acceptance from the man beneath the cowl.
âStarfire?â
A squeak burst from her lips and she jolted forward, her heart thumping in her chest like a caged bird fighting to be free. She took a deep breath and turned to find the source of the voice.
Bruce stood at the archway of the den, staring at her with mild curiosity, his hands at his sides. He wore a pale blue dress shirt, with a stray button not done up at his neck along with pressed, black pants, looking pristine as always. The dim light in the room reflected in the shine of his dark leather shoes and she found herself blinking at him.
âOh⌠B-Bruce⌠you startled me.â
A soft smile adorned his face, âSorry. We seem to have that be a running theme in this house.â
She puffed out a laugh, âYes, Dick often catches me by surprise when we are at the tower⌠he is most silent and works well to use stealth tactics, without even meaning to.â
He nodded and slipped his hands into his pockets, blue eyes narrowing ever so slightly in her direction,
âWhat are you doing down here?â
She gulped and suddenly felt nervous, a chill coming over her like she had been caught doing something she shouldnât have.
Immediately, she got to her feet, shyly wringing her fingers together in front of her chest,Â
âO-Oh⌠apologies for⌠intruding upon areas of your home⌠I was just-â
Bruce tilted his head, looking confused, âStarfire, please⌠sit.â
She appeared hesitant now; unsure and uncomfortable.
âPlease?â
Wordlessly, she sat back down on the cushion of the window seat, looking awkward as she pressed her knees together and threaded her fingers atop her lap.
Bruce calmly walked closer to her and waved a hand, âI didnât mean it like you arenât allowed to be here. You are⌠I was just curious why you were here of all places in the manor?â
She turned her head back towards the window, watching the rainfall, âThis is⌠the most peaceful spot I have managed to find within your home. I can watch the rain here and be soothed by it.â She paused, âAnd⌠I did not wish to interrupt⌠your planning in the cave.â
His eyes widened a fraction, âInterrupt us? We were actually waiting for you for a time⌠Dick said you would come down butâŚâ
âOh.â
She felt her face become hot, embarrassed, with the blush hidden by the orange tone of her skin.Â
Peering down at the hem of her skirt, Starfire chewed on her lip, feeling foolish and out of place. Insecurity gnawed at her soul, whispering fears and uncertainties into her mind about what he must think of her.
Bruce watched her for a long moment, processing and reading her behavior before he crossed the space between them and took a seat beside her, on the cushioned surface.
âYou must be used to the grim weather here by now.â Bruce murmured, his eyes focused on the lead of the water droplet race that was still in full swing.
Starfire blinked, surprised that he seemingly was trying to make conversation. As she had already pointed out to herself, Bruce was a quiet person, analyzing and calculating and using the true streak of a detective in him to figure others out, rather than conversing to do that like most people would.
âUh⌠I⌠truly do not mind it. Rain is not something that we have on Tamaran. I find it fascinating.â
His brows rose, âYou donât?â
She shook her head, âWe have water, of course. But, our water does not fall from the sky.â She paused as a memory floated through her mind and she giggled behind the palm of her hand,
Bruce tilted his head in a questioning manner.
âForgive me⌠I⌠just remembered the first time I discovered rain on this planet. We were all at the park and it started to rain and I was most certain is was an enemy hiding in the clouds⌠until Dick explained what it was. I do not believe he expected me to spend the rest of our day jumping from puddle to puddle, refusing to go home.â
Bruce stared at her for a long moment before he quirked a smile, âI suppose it would definitely be something worth exploring if youâd never seen it before.â
She smiled fondly as she cast her mind back on that day, âThe first time I saw the snow⌠it was much the same⌠Dick explained it to me and told me how snow only really comes in Winter.â
âHeâs been quite a teacher to you through the years.â
Her smile widened a little more, âHe has helped me adjust to life on Earth the most out of all our friends.â
Bruceâs blue eyes softened, seeing very clearly how much his son meant to this girl.Â
He hadnât been sure what to make of Starfire when Dick had first mentioned her and when it became apparent that the boy wonder thought of her as more than just a friend, Bruce took a little more interest when Dick would let slip little details about her.
Meeting her was a full on experience, sheâd been excitable and exuberant, floating around the manor with the other Titans, awestruck by the building. He remembered wondering if she ever stopped smiling and if her face hurt at the end of the day because of the constant cheer across her features.
That first time had been years ago now and yet, sometimes, he still got the feeling he and Starfire were at odds in some way.Â
He was far from oblivious. He could guess that she didnât feel like she belonged or fit in whenever the two visited and stayed in Gotham for a few nights; the city and her were like polar opposites. One was gritty and dark, the other was passionate and full of happiness and life.Â
Bruce mused that that was what attracted Dick to the alien Princess; she was so different to what heâd known throughout his adolescence; a ray of sunshine through all the gloom, if you will.
âHeâs always been the helpful type.â Bruce grunted,
âHe is a good man.â She paused to look at him, her green eyes locking on his blue orbs, âFor any flaws Dick may have⌠he has a big heart and a gentle natureâŚâ
He held her stare for a long time; not exactly one to break eye contact easily, before he gave her a short nod, âHe is.â
Starfire smiled and played with a lock of red hair, spilling over her shoulder and she turned her attention back to the rain streaked window.
Bruce refrained from clearing his throat awkwardly, trying to ignore the subconscious tapping of his fingertips against his knee. He wasnât an open book and he wasnât exactly the social type or at least⌠he didnât enjoy being social.
But, in this case, he wanted to try. He knew he wasnât easy to get along with and every single time they had come face to face, it was Starfire attempting to crack open the shell around him that sheâd clearly shattered with Dick.Â
Heâd noticed the change though; how in recent months, whenever they visited Gotham, Starfire had lost some of that glowing joy that usually radiated within an entire room, lighting everything up.
Sheâd given in a little with being the first to try and he could imagine what she thought, he thought of her.
Of course, she would likely be wrong.Â
Bruce considered her to be a very charming young lady; she was a very good fighter with a fiery temper to match. She was besotted with his son and he with her which was something no one could miss when seeing the couple together. She was an extremely upbeat soul with a sense of childlike wonder which was nothing short of endearing.Â
He was happy that Dick was happy and it didnât hurt that Starfire was a lovely girl as well. He enjoyed her company and found her sweet; a rarity to find in most humans, especially in Gotham City.
âHave I ever told you about when Dick was just a kid and Alfred was in London for a few days?â
Starfireâs brows rose and a small, hopeful smile lingered on her lips as she shook her head.
Bruce chuckled, âHe was only about 11 years old then and Iâd finished a rough patrol⌠I had injuries that no child could really know how to dress.â
The Princess shifted, eyes sparkling with interest as she tucked her legs underneath her and laced her fingers together.
âAnd in usual Dick fashion with trying to help everyone around him⌠He ended up wrapped toilet paper around my wounds. He wasnât stupid of course; heâd washed them with water and applied medicinals but this kid couldnât figure out where Alfred would store the gauze so⌠doing what he does best, he improvised and headed for the roll in the bathroom.â
Starfire stared at the dark haired man for a long moment before she cracked up laughing, holding her stomach with one hand whilst the other covered her mouth as she descended into giggles.
âHe did not!â She squealed, eyes bright with mirth,
Bruce smirked, âOh he did⌠before he stuck the paper down with some plasters, hoping that would hold it all together.â
Wiping a tear from her eye, Starfire shook her head in disbelief, âThat is most hard to believe. Beside Raven, Dick is possibly the best in the team at wrapping wounds after battles.â
Bruce eyed her, amused, âWell of course he is⌠after that little display, I had to teach him how to do it the right way.â
Starfire tucked her hair behind her ear as the last of the chortles flowed from her mouth, slowly feeling an ease in her chest, like a weight was lifting the longer Bruce kept the conversation going with her.Â
Maybe she hadnât been entirely correct; maybe there was a chance that Bruce did approve of her and perhaps⌠he may like her.
âYou sharing my embarrassing childhood moments with her, Bruce?â
Starfire beamed as she cast a glance over at the archway where Dick was standing, his arms folded over his chest whilst he leaned against the frame. He wore a smirk across his lips, like he already knew what they had been discussing.
âMe? Never.â Bruce told him in a somewhat stoic manner,
âUh huh⌠sure youâre not.â Dick replied, pushing off of the wall to cross the distance before he took a seat just behind Starfire, one arm sliding around her waist and softly kissing her cheek in greeting.
âIâve just been telling her about⌠skills you have now improved upon.â
Dick narrowed his eyes at his former mentor, âIs that right? Well, Star, would you like to hear some stories about Bruce?â
Bruceâs eyes widened slightly and he frowned at his son, âDonât you dare.â
Starfire grinned and turned to her boyfriend, âI believe I would love to hear some.â
âWait, wait⌠if youâre set on tarnishing my reputationâŚâ Bruce paused and smirked, seeing Dick playfully roll his eyes in Starfireâs direction, âWeâd best go and see Alfred for snacks.â
âYou think heâll be up for making his cookies?â Dick queried, getting up and offering Starfire a helping hand as well.Â
Bruce eyed the clock on the wall, âHmm⌠I donât know⌠itâs a little late.â
Dick grinned and laced his fingers with Starfireâs, âMaybe but I have a secret weapon with one hell of a puppy dog face.âÂ
Starfire laughed, a tinkling sound amidst the brief silence in the room as walked towards the kitchen with Dick on one side and a smiling Bruce on the other.Â
And for once in all the times she had visited Wayne Manor, she actually felt like she could relax and that her presence was welcome, rather than tolerated. She felt like she belonged, even if it was just a little bit.
But, she decided it was something and that feeling could only grow in the future.
I actually enjoyed writing about todayâs prompt, even if it was a little different. Hope you enjoy!Â
Finally.
Kory floated carefully down the stairs; her gaze fixed upon the nursery door. She had finally gotten six-month-old Jake to sleep, and Marâi was safely tucked in tight in the room next door. Everything seemed perfectly set up for a good nightâs sleep, but Kory swore her children could sense when their parents relaxed.
She reached the bottom of the stairs and let out a sigh of relief. Perhaps tonight Jake would allow her sleep for a little more than two hours. She entered the living room and found her husband focused on his laptop, piles of paper crowding the little coffee table where he worked.
She came up behind him and draped her arms around his neck, her head resting on his shoulder.
Kory kissed his cheek. âWhat are you working on, my love?â
Dick absentmindedly stroked one of her hands, not taking his eyes off the screen.
âStuff.â He replied tonelessly.
âStuff.â She repeated. âCare to elaborate?â
âUh-huh. Love you too, Star.â
She sighed. He was in one of those moods again, fully concentrated on his work. And when he got started, it usually took him a good couple of hours to snap him out of it again.
Kory leaned in close and whispered in his ear. âWell, I suppose I could not kiss you for a week. Perhaps then we could talk about âstuff.â
âYeah Iâll be up a sec.â
She groaned, finally resulting to drastic measures. âThen I expect to see you at my wedding next weekend. I am leaving for Tamaran in the morning.â
She started to walk away, but Dick caught her hand and pulled her onto the couch, catching her so her face was inches from his.
âAnd who is this suitor who dares to steal you away from me?â
âI believed you were not listening.â
âI am now.â
She laughed and kissed him. âPerhaps I shall reconsider.â
She rose herself up to a sitting position and rested against Dickâs shoulder.
âWhat is this?â she questioned. âThis does not look like a case.â
Itâs my will.â He replied.
Koryâs eyebrows creased with confusion. âRichard, âwillâ is a grammatical function used for the future-tense.â
He laughed. âYeah, but a will, the physical thing, are like instructions on when you die.â
âWhen you die?â she questioned.
âYeah, it tells the lawyer or your family what to do with your money and possessions. Like here in this section, this delegates who will take custody of Marâi and Jake if something happens to us.â
âYou are implying that something will?â
âNo, itâs just a precaution. Itâs good to be prepared.â
âAh.â Satisfied with his answer, she squinted to see the screen. âSo who did you put to care for our children?â
âThatâs what Iâve been trying to figure out.â Dick mused. âI donât know who would be best suited. Bruce is the closest living relative, but it doesnât create the most ideal living situation, especially if the kids are still young.â
âWhy not Rachel and Garfield? They live close enough to Gotham so they can visit Bruce daily, and it would create a steady home environment. Besides, I am certain wherever they live, they will have many people caring for them.â
Dick looked at her with surprise. âYouâve got a point there. Maybe you should write the will.â
âOr just let me into that fortress you call your mind occasionally. What does this section address?â She pointed to a small paragraph near the top of the screen.
âOh, that just instructs on how weâre going to be buried.â
âThat is easy.â Kory stated. âWe shall have a traditional Tamaranean funeral for warriors.â
Dick raised an eyebrow. âAnd what exactly does that entail?â
âSimple. Our bodies will be burned in the Furnaces of Glorthrog the All-Seeing, and after a glorious play will be depicted of our deaths by the royal theatre in front of the entire planet. Then we shall be carried to the top of the highest mountain and a Zobgar will be sacrificed in our honor. And finally, our dust shall be released into the universe. And thenââ she stopped at Dickâs expression. âWhat is it?â
âItâs uh, definitely unique. You sure we canât just have a quiet, normal Earth funeral?â
Kory scrunched her nose with distaste. âYou mean placing the dead in wooden boxes and leaving them underground to rot and disintegrate?â
âWell when you put it that wayââ
âYou do not prefer the traditions of my beloved planet?â she accused, Dick quickly releasing he was about to lose a fight with his sleep-deprived wife.
âI didnât mean it that way!â He defended himself. âI just meant, that uh, maybe itâs not the best thing for Marâi and Jake to watch.â
Koryâs expression softened. âYou are correct. It would not be wise to have them rewatch our deaths.â
âHow about we compromise?â He proposed. âWe can have a funeral here on Earth, with tombstones so they can visit us, and then our ashes can be sent to Tamaran so we can be nuked into space and whatnot.â
âAlright, I concur.â Kory smiled, but her eyes told Dick a different story.
âWhatâs wrong?â He asked, his full attention now focused on her.
âIt isâŚsad. To think about what will happen if we someday pass unexpectedly. To think what will happen to the children.â
âYeah, it is.â He agreed. âBut itâs just a precaution. Itâs not like weâre planning on it. Itâs very unlikely to happen.â
âIt was unlikely for our parents as well.â She stated dejectedly while avoiding his gaze. Â
âHey,â He took her face his hands. âLook. I canât promise that it wonât happen. But weâre going to do everything we can to make sure it doesnât. And on the very off chance that it does, weâve already set up a plan for Marâi and Jake. Weâre not leaving them to fend for themselves, okay?â
âI do not wish to lose them, Richard. I could not bear it.â
He pulled her into a tight embrace as she rested her head against his chest. He stoked her crimson curls, watching her shake ever so slightly. Dick was well aware that in their line of work, they could be killed at any moment. He didnât like the thought of leaving their children anymore than she did, but worrying themselves to pieces on the worst possible outcome wouldnât do them any good. No one ever won at that game.
âEnough of this will nonsense.â He said, closing the laptop. He scooped up Kory off the couch and threw her over his shoulders. Â
âRichard, whaâ?â
âNo more tears for tonight. And you canât go to bed until I get a smile out of you.â He spun her around in circles across their living room, her laughter driving out whatever gloom had been there before.
âRichard, s-stop!â she shrieked before they finally both collapsed on the couch, breathless with laughter. Dick slid an arm under Koryâs waist, appreciating the amusement that had crept back into her eyes.
âYou okay in there, Princess?â
âI am now.â
âGood, because Iâm looking forward to an evening alone with you.â He pulled her into a kiss, both lost in the moment until Jakeâs faint cries reached their ears. Kory groaned.
âWell, you, me and Jake.â He decided. âDonât worry, Iâll get him.â
He rose from the couch and was about to make his way to the stairs when their six-year-old daughter appeared around the corner.
âMommy, Jake is crying.â Marâi stated, clutching a stuffed elephant.
Dick gave a stern look. âYoung lady, youâre supposed to be in bed.â
âBut Jake is awake.â She pouted. âCan I stay up too? It no fair!â She stuck out her bottom lip and pleaded with the largest puppy dog eyes she could muster.
Dick sighed and looked helplessly at Kory, who was trying not to laugh.
âCome on my little bumgorf.â She said. âOne last story for you and Jake before bed.â
Dick picked Marâi up and swung her onto his shoulders. âCome on, Starshine. Itâs daddyâs turn to tell the story.â
âOh yes, tell her the one about Larry.â Kory chimed as they ascended the stairs to Jakeâs room.
âIâm not telling her about Larry.â
The laptop lay forgotten on the table below.
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It was unusually cold on Tamaran that night. Despite her supposed increased tolerance to cold weather, Marâi shivered. She struggled to climb over the craggy rocks and jumbled vegetation to reach the top. She didnât feel like flying tonight.
She slipped and would have fallen flat on her face if her brother hadnât of caught her.
âCareful.â Jake said, breaking the silence between them. âAre you sure you donât want me to carry that?â
Marâi sighed. âSure.â She relented the urn she carried to her brother. âWeâre almost there anyway.â
Jake took her hand and smiled softly at her, guiding her along the way. Even if he was her annoying younger brother, she always found comfort in his strong and steady presence.
It was a breathtaking view as they reached the top. The cloudless sky opened up to reveal multicolored planets and comets, with billions upon billions of stars.
âYou ready, Sis?â
Marâi looked over to see Jake cradling the urn, his eyes staring straight into hers like he could see into her soul. There was no hiding anything from this guy. Â
She felt tears prick her eyes, and Jack enveloped her in his arms.
âI know,â he sighed. âI miss them too.â
They stayed that way for a while until Marâi released his hold, wiping her eyes.
âIâm ready.â
She helped Jake lift the urn above them before turning it on its side, releasing the contents into the air. The ashes poured out like mist, like shimmering dust.
âGoodbye.â Marâi whispered, feeling Jake put his arm around her shoulders. âI miss you.â
The ashes seemed to dance, chasing itself higher and higher in the galaxies above. The stars seemed to shine brighter. Despite herself, Marâi smiled, seeing them both released into the universe.
Since most people are probably going to create something about Marâi or Jake (which Iâm super excited for by the way), I wanted to go a different route with this prompt. One of my favorite parts of Robstar (versus DickKory) is how the cartoon really did a good job portraying the teen part of Teen Titans. To celebrate the youth the cartoon had Iâm sharing some of my favorite panels from the comic book that was paired with it. These are from Teen Titans Go Issue #38