Mad Archer - One Shots

Deliver the Message - Part 5

A/N: Ladies (and gentlemen? ':D XD), so it begins. I present you the Grand Finale! (Divided into three parts because Wattpad makes me. Lol...)

Robin didn't get to Alice before the storm.

Nope.

Staggering through the woods, her coat wet and heavy resting on her shoulder she barely made it to Alice's hut as to not get the shielding garment seriously soaked through while the rain slapped against her from every possible direction and the wind forcefully pulled and pushed at her clothes.

Her sight, blurred through the fierce downpour, finally landed on the small hut after what felt like hours of fighting against the rising storm. Through squinted eyes she was able to make out the dark silhouette of Alice's home.

A relieved smile curved her lips.

It was far from over. But at least she made it to sit out the rest of the storm with a roof above her head.

The gray mist of rain lay over the woods, the wettly gleaming foliage on the ground was slippery and Robin was lucky to have found the way to Alice's hut without getting lost. With the colors drained and the bushes and branches deformed on the whim of the wind, the familiar forest had become estranged.

Picking up her pace, Robin closed in, enchanted by the simmer of warm light coming from inside Alice's hut. It was the promise of a heated place to dry and relax and to spend time with the even more enchanting woman.

An angry yell pierced through the ruckus of the storm all of a sudden.

Robin stopped in her tracks, trying to trace the yell back despite the wind carrying sounds from all directions.

"Bugger this! Move, you bloody cart!" She heard from afar over the whistling wind and drumming rain shower. It was Alice's voice!

With a jolt Robin took off, rushing towards the rough direction of Alice's angry yells. When she did not see the blonde around the hut, her heart lashed out, jabbing hard against her ribcage. Her breath left her and she jogged around the humble building panting fiercly. Her head whipped from one side to the other as she searched the field and the garden for Alice, not minding the spray of water getting into her widened eyes.

And there she was! Across the field. Half hidden behind a cart filled with firewood which she stemmed her back against.

Relief flooded Robin. It stroked her heart soothingly and chased away the anxiety. Swallowing to wet her dried up throat, she mustered Alice more thoroughly and frowned.

The other girl was drenched! Blonde hair darkened by water was plastered to her head and her clothes clung to her body. She groaned while pushing against the unyielding cart. A torn up tarp hung loosely from a stripe, tied to the cart but fluttering vigorously in the wind. An image of Alice sitting on her porch and stitching up something rose to Robin's mind. The image burst when she heard a yelp and watched Alice slip and vanish behind the cart.

"Alice?!" Robin called out. She shouldered her bow and jogged towards the scene while the blonde struggled to her feet.

Alice looked jumpy and embarrassed as she turned around to face Robin. A blush formed on her cheeks, framing the dark streaks of washed off eye shadow, and she awkwardly greeted Robin with a wave. "Robin! I did not expect you to come over in the middle of a storm."

"Trust me, me neither," Robin said with half a laugh.

They stood in front of each other, eyes locked, until a stronger gust of wind shoved against them, reminding Robin of their current situation. Outside. In a rainstorm. Robin's coat starting to leak and Alice already soaked from head to toe. They needed to get inside. Fast.