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Robin is laughing. They are sitting on the floor of a dirty bathroom stall in the mall in the middle of the night, and they are laughing. She roll her eyes at him.
- You sound like a muppet !
Steve replies instantly.
- She sound like a muppet, he chuckles, she sound like a muppet giving birth !
That makes Robin laugh even more, all traces of the anxiety that she seamed to feel earlier are finally completely leaving her face. Good. Steve start signing again, he knows he’s right about Thammy.
- and if you could hold me tight,
Robin finally cracks, she sing with him, they sounds awful.
- We’ll be holding on forever !
They laugh again, harder than before.
- Exactly ! He say.
- I kown ! She answer.
She just came out to him, she so brave. Robin, the girl he spend his entire summer with, cracked an evil Russian code with, was tortured ans drudged with. There’s so much to like about her. He’s a bit sad, honestly to learn that noting romantic can come out of this, but he knows he’ll get over it quickly. It was just the beginning of an infatuation, after all, and the moment he registered what she what trying to say, he knew he was gaining a new best friend out of this, anyway.
Their laugher are slowly quieting, now. He knows there’s one more thing to say. Even knowing it’s safe, it’s still frightening.
- I mean, he says slowly, I’m not a lot better anyway. He chuckles a bit.
She looks at him, a question in her eyes.
- What do you mean ?
- My first crush on a boy was pretty embarrassing too, he say.
He see her eyes widening gently. She’s surprised. Of course she is. Still, just like him before, she goes with it.
- Who ?
- Tommy H, he almost whisper, he is getting shy now, it seams.
- Oh my god, she says, her face scrunching in disgust, your ex douchebag best-friend !
- To be fair, that was in middle school, so like way before he became an asshole ! And also, the freckles, man, it’s the freckles !
She start laughing again, at him this time. He laugh with her, it feel right, this moment.
There’s a knew something in her eyes now. A something that says « I’m not alone in this anymore », and he knows it’s reflecting in his owns.
The door of the bathroom open in a clash. An angry looking Dustin Henderson come out of it, an incredulous look on his face, followed by little Erica Sinclair.
- What the Hell ! He shout.
They start laughing again. Yeah, they have evil Russians and interdimensionals monsters to go back to now.