Robin’s Comments (group member since Feb 05, 2012)

Robin’s comments from the The Unknown Awesomes group.

"Now that we cleared that up," Bella said, walking back and sitting on the bed next time him, "I am going to go to bed. Will you stay with me?" she asked quietly, slipping under the covers. She didn't want to admit it, but she was still scared. Still terrified of death. But not so much as to have Max die for her.

"Don't push it, lover boy," she replied, getting up and smoothing out her dress. "Either you agree you won't go around dying for me, or you get marched right out of here. Take your pick," she declared.

Bella stared at him. "Excuse me?" she asked, thinking he was joking. When he made no sign that he was joking, she shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut. "No. I would rather have cancer than have you die." she declared. "I cannot watch you die for me, as poetic as you think it sounds," she said. She sat up straight, gaining her queen demeanor. The bossy person she was going to have to be to rule the kingdom. "Max, you are being stupid. Think about it. I might not die from cancer, but if you try to save me you will certainly die. And as your princess this is an order-do not try to save me. If I scream bloody murder the guards will pull you out of here before either of us blinks," she said, her voice icy.

Bella gave a tiny nod. "Yes...Why?" she murmured, gripping his shirt with white fingers.

Bella could feel silent tears streaming down her face and into Max's chest. "Max, I don't get it," she cried. She was so confused. "I. I love you," she whispered, clutching him like the harder she hugged him the more happiness she would put into him.

Bella bit her lip. "Max. What is going on?" she whispered desperately. "What aren't you telling me?"

Bella frowned. "Max, are you alright?" she whispered, rubbing his cheek with her hand. He was a little unshaven, and she almost would have found it funny if Max didn't look quite so despondent.

Bella's eyes shot open as he tugged her closer, kissing her hard. How was this the same boy who had just told her he was being a gentleman? After a minute she pulled away, face bright red and breathing deeply. "Max. What is it?" she whispered, wanting to know what had suddenly changed.

Bella watched his face fell. "That's what I was referring to, love. I'm not sure I could make it to the courtyard alone," she said, giving a small smile.

She rolled her eyes. "It takes two to screw up a relationship," she pointed out.

Bella bit her lip. "Anything but marriage," she snorted, sitting up.

Bella's eyes lit up. "But. Do you think I can make it tromping around?" she asked quietly.

Bella shrugged. "I get stuffy gowns, boring suitors, and when I'm lucky, some gossip. Not so much better, honestly. At least you get to see the sea and the kingdom. I hardly ever get to go out," she pouted.

Bella giggled. "Gentlemen don't have fun, then?" she joked. She blushed as he played with her strawberry locks. "What do you do with your life, Max?" she asked suddenly.

Bella looked up at him, smirking a little. "Is that all I get? Seriously?" she joked. "I could be on the verge of death by morning and you kiss me on the cheek." She leaned back, flopping onto the bed and looking up out the skylight.

Violet giggled. "Yes you do, and I win," she said, sitting on his shoulders with her legs around his neck. "Just surrender while you still can."

Amy nodded. "Yeah..." I wouldn't really know she thought. She watched as Robert went and sat in one of the two wing back chairs in front of the fire place in the room. She sat on the other one, back straight and ankles crossed as she had learned from Posy. "What's bothering you?" she asked randomly. "Because, you know-You didn't want to go to the ball and all," she explained.

Amy nodded, frowning. "Has it ever made you consider. I dunno. Just giving up and marrying someone just to have a queen?" she asked.

{Okays! I should probably get around to showering, now, too. xD }

Violet burst out laughing at his scream. "You..." she started between laughter. "Scream like a girl," she giggled. As he flung wet leaves at her she let out her own scream. "YOU ARE A DEAD MAN, DAMIAN!" she yelled, bolting at him with a handful of leaves. She threw them at him before launching herself at him and tackling down to his knees on the ground.

{Oooo! Nice!}

{Haven't heard it-looking it up.}

Violet felt her skin tingle when he took her hand. She rolled onto her side and placed her head on his chest. "Thank you for being so wonderful and accepting and amazing," she whispered back.

{Yeah. That does fit very well here!}