Who is Number 1?

A Second First Kiss

For the first time in a long time I'm wearing black. Sportacus was declared dead only 7 years after his disappearance. No one other than me know knew the truth. No one other than me knows that I didn't just drug and kill Sportacus but hide his body in the sewers just outside of lazy town as well.

"Hey." A deep familiar voice fills my ears. Robbie. He's only gotten hotter over the years.

"H-hey.." I stutter as I look up to see Robbie's chin. "The plastic surgery looks like it went well."

"Yeah I got my last one done today!" Robbie seemed so excited about looking hot. It made me excited too. We continued to talk on and on. Soon enough the funeral is ready to begin.

The mayor cried throughout most of the ceremony. People think it's just because she's emotional. I know the truth. I know how she used to stay with him in his blimp while I was away. Once everyone clears out it starts to rain and I just stand in the middle of the graveyard with a black umbrella all alone. Well alone until I feel a hand on my right shoulder.

"I know. I'm sad too." Robbie. "Sportacus was...amazing."

"I'm sure." I reply. "You too seemed close. Your lucky to have such a friend."

"A little more than a friend." Robbie mutters.

"Wha-?" I exclaim.

"Uh...no like BEST friend not like..that! That would be weird! Like SUPER weird! No like best friend I promise not like- well you get the point." By now Robbie is blushing like a tomato.

"Oh yeah! Haha! That would be super weird." Things we're super awkward after that. Robbie and I just kinda stood there.

I glanced over at him for a second but he caught me. He looked back at me and our eyes locked. At that moment it seemed like nothing else in the world mattered. It seemed like I never killed Sportacus or had a suspicion that Robbie and Sportacus were having an affair.

"Stephanie?" My thoughts we're quickly interrupted. He took a step closer to me. Now our faces were only inches apart. "Can I....kiss you?"

Instead of answering I lean in a little closer and our lips touch. The moment feels like it's lasting an eternity. Not that I could complain. Robbie's lips feel like I'm kissing a unicorn.

As soon as we pull apart I fall to the ground. "STEPHANIE!" Robbie yells loud. His voice is no longer soft but panicked.

"I-I'm okay. Just an emotional day."

"I understand. Would you like to stay the night in my lair? I have a very comfortable orange blanket!"

"No no thank you." I say softly.

Once I'm back to uncle's house and open the door I spot 2 empty glasses and hear noises coming from uncle's room that sounds like him and the mayor. Maybe I will stay at Robbie's for the night. Before I know it I'm already climbing down the ladder to greet Robbie. He's asleep so I stand next to his bed and watch him sleep for a few hours before taking a spot next to him and get some rest myself.